"Seriously facials before the wedding is the best idea ever," Darcy said, sighing happily. Jane and Thor's bedroom was transformed into a mini spa as Pepper, Darcy, and Natasha filed into the room, followed by the wedding prep team. Jane was a little wary at first, but it was nothing a foot rub couldn't cure.
"Darcy's right; you've out done yourself Pepper," Natasha said, relaxing into her chair. "I'm surprised by how much spa stuff they managed to fit in here; I didn't think this room would be big enough." Natasha opened her eye slightly, glancing around the room before closing them again. Even though she knew she was perfectly safe in Stark Towers and surrounded only by hair stylists and spa specialists, but old assassin habits die hard.
"Thanks guys. I figured we could use a bit of pampering before tonight," Pepper replied. "So are you nervous Jane?"
"Not really. Well maybe a little bit," Jane replied, opening her eyes. "Kinda nervous. And a little anxious. I'm really excited though…and slightly nauseous, but that might just be from the baby," she said breathlessly, patting her still flat stomach.
"You didn't hear that," Pepper said, staring at everyone seriously. "I'll have restraint forms for you all to sign before you leave."
"I don't think I've ever seen Pepper this scary," Darcy laughed. "It's kinda funny."
"Pepper's my kinda person, leave no loose ends," Natasha replied.
"It's a knee-jerk reaction at this point; I used to have all of Tony's one night stands sign a contract forbidding them from talking about anything they saw or heard from the moment they stepped foot into Stark Towers," Pepper said. "Damage control comes second nature to me. This is just to keep Thor and Jane's love life out of the tabloids."
"I wonder what you see in him sometimes," Natasha said, shaking her head.
"Tony can be a handful. He can be arrogant and nosey and scatterbrained, but there's so much more to him than that," Pepper said happily. "Tony's got a whole other side to him; I can't help loving him."
"Love really doesn't know reason," Darcy commented. "I mean Jane hit Thor with the RV twice and they still managed to fall in love."
"You hit him with a car!" Pepper laughed.
"It wasn't on purpose!" Jane replied defensively. "He just has a habit of popping up suddenly."
"This is a story you have to tell," Natasha said. "Spill it."
The workers in the room glanced at each other. They had all heard stories about the Avengers, how strong and brave they were, how they protected New York City from an alien invasion, but if anyone could keep those guys in line, it was this group of women gossiping as they relaxed.
One hour until the wedding…
"So Thor, who's coming from Asgard?" Steve asked, lounging on living room couch. The guys sat in the living room, waiting until the very last possible moment to go change into their suits.
"My mother and father, the Warriors Three, and Lady Sif," Thor replied, eating another poptart. "I do not believe Mother and Father have traveled to Midgard before. The Warriors and Lady Sif have ventured here before to bring me back from my exile."
"You were exiled to Earth?" Steve asked curiously.
"Yes. I was a fool who put my fellow warriors in danger with my foolish pride and Father banished me to Earth."
"S.H.I.E.L.D put me in charge of guarding his hammer," Clint said. "He kicked a lot of agents' asses trying to get to it."
"But I was not ready to wield it again. Truly my banishment was a blessing; were it not for Father casting me out, I would not have met Jane or Friend Darcy and Eric. Nor the Avengers," Thor said happily.
"Every cloud has a silver lining," Bruce replied.
They all looked up as thunder clapped above Stark Towers, the sky still clear. "Does everyone in your family make an entrance like that Goldilocks?" Tony asked, sipping his scotch. "Royal families do tend to be dramatic."
"Look who's talking, Stark," Clint said.
"No, only Father and I arrive with the sound of thunder," Thor said, walking toward the roof stairs.
"Well come on kiddies, let's go meet the parents," Tony replied, following Thor to the rooftop.
"Mother, Father, welcome to Midgard!" Thor said as he approached his parents. "Where are the Warriors Three and Lady Sif?"
"They will be arriving later," Odin replied. "I am surprised we have arrived before them; your mother could not decide which gown she wished to wear."
"Oh hush," Frigga said, swatting at his arm. "It is good to see you son; are you prepared for your wedding?" she asked, looking around at the decorated rooftop.
"All that remains is for me to dress and await Jane's entrance," Thor replied. "Come, I wish for you to meet my brothers-in-arms. This is the Man of Iron. He is an inventor who has created many wondrous gadgets; he owns this building. He shall be my best man for the ceremony."
"Please, just call me Tony," Tony said, shaking their hands. "It's nice to meet you both."
"This is Archer Clint. He is an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D; no one in all the nine realms can match his skill with the bow and arrow."
"Pleased to meet you both," Clint greeted them.
"This is the Captain," he said, gesturing toward Steve. "He is a brilliant war strategist who was frozen in ice for many years before he was retrieved."
"You can just call me Steve," he said, shaking their hand. "It's an honor to meet the parents of such a fine warrior."
"And this is Doctor Bruce Banner. He is a brilliant scientist and doctor who possesses the ability to change into a larger person in the heat of battle."
"It's nice to meet both of you," Bruce said, smiling at them.
"I am Odin Allfather, King of Asgard and this is my wife, Queen Frigga," Odin replied.
"It's so nice to meet all of you at last; Thor has told us many stories about you," Frigga said, smiling happily.
"And we would love to hear all about Thor, particularly if you have any embarrassing childhood stories," Tony said. "Let's go inside, get you both a drink, and you can regale us with stories of Thor. Tell me, has his hair always looked like that? It's just not normal."
Tony would try to pump Odin and Frigga for embarrassing stories. It's almost time for the wedding!