As everyone was getting off the plane, Bruce stepped out of the aisle, and the stewardess came up to him bashfully. She handed him a piece of paper, and Bruce wrote a number down on it.
Clint gaped from his seat. "This whole time, she liked him!" he mumbled to himself. Natasha turned and raised an eyebrow. "Uh, not that I care!" Peter started to flap his arms around as he looked out the window, and accidentally shot a web against the window.
Natasha laughed, and snipped the web with special scissors Tony and Steve had found to cut through Peter's unique webs. Tony woke up Steve, and they started getting the things out of the compartment overhead.
"Wake up brother!" shouted Thor, and Loki jolted in his seat. "Why must you be so loud?" Loki hissed. "I do not think my tone was one of elevated volume." Loki rolled his eyes. "Of course you don't."
They walked off the plane, and sun shone down over them. Palm trees swayed in the soft breeze around them. "What a sweet place!" exclaimed Steve.
Tony hailed a cab to the hotel, and on their way there, they passed through a village.
"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!" squealed Clint, "I can see the beach from here!" Natasha smirked. "Relax, Clint, we'll be there soon."
As they arrived at the hotel, they began unpacking the bags. Loki suddenly stopped, and his face became paler than usual.
"What is it, Loki?" asked Tony. "M-my bag…. I left my bag of sunscreen on the plane!" he stuttered. There was silence. Steve winced, knowing how badly Loki's skin burns. "You can have some of ours…" offered Bruce. "Midgardian sunscreen does not work on skin like mine." "Then how come it works on Thor?" asked Clint.
Loki turned to Clint in annoyance. "Because, Barton, I am a frost giant, therefore have sensitive skin to your sun." He paced thoughtfully. "I suppose I'll have to wear a hat and sunglasses the whole time…. It won't be so bad." But he didn't look very convinced of himself.
They got upstairs, and claimed their rooms. Tony, Steve and Peter's had a view of the ocean, Loki and Thor's was the darkest room possible (due to Thor's sympathy for his sun-loathing brother,) Clint had begged to share a room with Natasha, but she had refused. She got the big, single room.
So, like the plane, Clint was sharing a room with Bruce. As they set their stuff down, Clint nervously opened his mouth. "You're not gonna, you know, hulk out in here right?" Bruce looked up and laughed. "How long have you lived with me, Clint?" "Well, I mean… what if you have a nightmare?"
"A couple years ago, I created a brain controlling device to monitor my dreams, so if my heart rate starts to rise during one, the device wakes me up." "Oh, cool. Okay."
"So what should we do for our first day in paradise?" grinned Tony. "Let's take some time just for us," said Steve, taking Tony's hand.
Tony's lip twitched excitedly. "I was gonna keep it a secret, but I can't keep it any longer. I'm taking you out for a fancy dinner tonight, just us." Steve's face lit up. "And don't worry, I already talked to the others. They'll look after Peter."
Steve smiled widely. "Thank you so much, Tony, this means so much to me. I love you."
Over in Natasha's room, she was unpacking all her things, stocking the closet. She smiled as she took out the black bikini, and imagined Clint's face when he saw her in it. She liked him a lot, but was determined to play hard to get. She knew Clint would always come back for more.
"Let us go swimming!" called Thor from his balcony. They all went out onto their private balconies. "Okay." "Yay!" "Alright." "Sounds good!"
They got their things on, and Loki just put his swim shorts on with a green Tshirt in fear of getting burned. Thor was wearing a bright red Speedo, much to the dismay of everyone else, and the rest were wearing swim trunks.
Clint was playing with Peter over by the shore. Peter was wearing a red and blue life jacket, and splashing around with a bucket and plastic shovel.
Loki and Thor went out to sit in the water. Well, to be honest, Thor dragged Loki into the water.
"Hey Loki!" called Tony, "You want a drink?" "Hmmm… this all seems very familiar…" Loki said back, and Tony laughed.
"You can't swim with a shirt, brother!" said Thor as Loki waded in. "I won't get burned this way, Thor. Leave me alone." "Loki, you could get caught on a piece of floating debris by the neckline if you swim far," his brother pointed out in concern.
Loki sighed. "Judging by our geographical location, you oaf, I doubt there is any debris…. But I know you won't stop pestering me if I don't."
"I just want you to have fun, brother!" Loki snorted. "If you wanted me to have 'fun, brother,' you should have dropped me off at the North Pole. That seems like a lovely vacation spot. I could get icy foot baths there!" But Thor wasn't listening. He was looking out at Natasha who had come out.
"Lady Natasha! Come out and swim!" Natasha smiled. "Oh, I will Thor! I've just got to change," she said, going into the tiki-themed beachside change room. She had her bathing suit on underneath the t-shirt she was wearing.
After she had changed she came out, and Clint's eyes popped. Thor and Loki stared in awe of her, and Thor looked down at Loki. "Brother, has a large form of sea life gotten into your shorts?" Loki looked down, and blushed deeply. "No, Thor… it's… it's just an… air bubble." He floated deeper under the water in embarrassment.
Over in the poolside bar, Tony and Steve were sipping drinks and relaxing in the sun. "Ahhh, this is perfect, said Tony. "It is," smiled Steve.
"Let's go paddle boarding!" suggested Clint. "I'll be surfing, thank you. Paddle boarding's for wimps!" Natasha said with a sly smile, and they went over to rent some boards.
They spent a few hours surfing, and when the sun started to set, there were mixed feeling floating around. "You're a natural brother!" Thor exclaimed as Loki zoomed by on a crystal blue wave. He pouted to himself. "I can't even get on the board…"
Natasha was trying to help Clint get on his surf board, and he just figured out how. He wobbled a little, then started to paddle away from the dock on his stomach. Natasha paddled up to a wave with her arms, and rode it all the way to shore. Clint got to the top of the wave, and yelled out.
"Hey look at me! I'm surfing! I'm actually surfing!" He held out his arms in triumph. "CAW CAW, MOTHAF-" He was silenced as the wave knocked him off the board, sending him hurtling into the water. Bruce looked up from his book, shook his head and laughed quietly.
"You okay, Clint?" Natasha asked softly as he resurfaced. He spit out water. "Yuck, seawater tastes disgusting." Natasha grinned. "Come on, let's try again." Clint held up a finger, and Natasha looked into his eyes. He put his hand behind her head, and pulled her closer, their lips locking. This time, Natasha didn't protest.
They tried the surfing a few more times after that, and Clint was starting to get the hang of things.
With Thor and Loki, things were not progressing as well.
"Ha!" Loki laughed in his brother's face, "I would have thought it easy for you, the mighty Thor, god of thunder and soon to be King of Asgard, to get up on a meagre Midgardian piece of plastic and float on the surface of the ocean!" He continued to laugh tauntingly. "Ehehehe!"
Thor grumbled. "Do not mock me, brother. I am a far sight better than you at many things." He tried to get up again, but slipped and fell. Loki chuckled to himself deviously, for the only reason why Thor couldn't even get on the surfboard was because he had applied some magic oil beforehand, so he would slip off every time.
Thor finally roared with anger as he fell off once more. "You DARE challenge the son of Odin?" he yelled at the piece of plastic, and cracked the board in two on with his bare hands. Loki raised his eyebrow as he floated atop his under the sunset, and the others looked at him.
The rental guy looked up and frowned at Thor, and Tony called out, "Uh, I'm gonna pay for that!" As the board broke, the magic wore off, and the surface of it became less greasy. Thor noticed this. "What is this? A trick from you?" he growled at Loki, and Loki gulped.
Thor summoned up a monstrous wave, and Loki screeched as it smashed down on him, board flipping up from underneath.
He dragged himself up the sand by the shore as the wave washed him up, cuts and bruises on his face from the sharp coral underneath. He groaned. "If it's all the same to you, Stark," he said with a wince, "I'll have that drink now." They all laughed.
Later, Steve and Tony were getting ready for their dinner. Steve reached over Tony's shoulder to help him with his tie. "You look scrumptious," said Tony with a smirk, and Steve laughed. "Thanks, Tony. You look nice too."
"Bye guys!" they said as they left in the black rental convertible. "Bye! Have a good time!" the rest shouted after them. Bruce was holding Peter, and turned to him. "Well Peter, whad'ya say we go read some National Geographic? The Egyptian one - I know you love the mummies!" Clint rolled his eyes.
As Tony and Steve zoomed through the fresh, warm Hawaiian air, Steve nuzzled on Tony's shoulder. "I love you, Tony." Tony laughed as they wound around the bend in the road, Palm Trees swaying romantically around them. "I'm not one for sappy stuff but," he leaned closer to Steve, "I wanna hug you tighter than my pants hug my ass, and I love you even more than my suits."
Steve threw his head back and laughed, stretching his arm behind Tony's back. "That is infinite love! You are so romantic!" They smiled together as Tony put on some music, in content anticipation for their dinner date.