I own nothing! XD Thank you novusluna for the review :) Unfortunately, my timing is horrible, so I don't know when this will be finished. Hope you all had a happy holiday! Enjoy!

When the team had finally arrived at Stark Tower and had ridden the evaluator to the newly refurbished top floor, they were shown their rooms.

"Ok," Tony started, "we will all be sharing the three floors below this."

"But this place is so big we could each have our own floors," Steve stated, wondering why he might have to be next to Tony.

"Because those floors are for my own use," Tony replied with a mischievous smirk. "Either way, Bruce and I are sharing the floor below this one, Spangles, Blondie and reindeer games are sharing the floor below that, and Hawky and Widow have the one below that," Tony finished.

Everyone was ok with the choice, especially Clint and Natasha, since they wouldn't have to share it with people who they didn't know as well as each other. Bruce was happy with it, but got the image of strippers running up and down the hall in his head, and then got worried. The color drained from his face as the thought settled in, and it didn't help when Tony came over and patted him on the back. He could feel his pulse shifted, and got his regular thoughts of science and such back into this head before he re-demolished the tower. Steve was completely indifferent about his arrangements. He was flooring with two gods, one of them completely evil. The same feeling went through Loki. He shifted uneasily, he hoped he didn't have to share a room with his brother or the Cap. Thor was the most jubilant of them all. He loved learning new things about this strange place. He was still determined to find out what the book of faces was all about.

They parted to put whatever stuff they had brought with them in their rooms. Each floor had three rooms (which was a relief to Loki), two bathrooms and one small kitchen that contained a few cabinets, a coffee machine, cereal, refrigerator, toaster and a few other traditional kitchen things. Now Steve understood why he was stuck with the brothers, because he knew a little bit more about Earth life than they did. He still felt that it was a terrible idea to put the most inexperience people on the same floor with 21st century technology. When everyone entered the room labeled with their name, they were completely shocked by what the room held. Not only were the rooms decorated with garlands, ribbon and holly, along with random Christmas lights, all of them even held their own little, decorated Christmas tree. And on the bed, was the most shocking thing of all. Natasha grabbed the crazy thing and ran to Tony's floor.

"What is….what are you guys doing?" she stuttered out, catching sight of Bruce and Tony hunched over the kitchen stove on their floor.

"Science!" they screamed holding up two mugs of steaming hot chocolate. Natasha just gave them this "what the everlasting fuck" look before getting back to her original topic.

"What is this?" she asked holding up a black knitted sweater with a red black widow hour glass on the chest and white spiders embroidered onto the sleeves.

"That would be your sweater," Tony said extending his arms to show off his own ugly sweater. His is red and gold, switching off on the sleeves and staying red on the chest. His arc reactor is sewn onto the front, which is actually glowing from the real one below it, and light blue dashes circle around the arm sleeves. "How do you like it? I had one made for everyone," Tony said taking a sip from his white mug. Natasha's eyes fell on Bruce, who had on a purple sweater with green snowflakes all over it with a green embroidery around the wrist, waist, and neck. Again, she gave him the look. Steve walked into the doorframe, accompanied by everyone else.

"Really?" he asked, grabbing at the light blue sweater he had on. The design of the center was his shield, with a red and white diamond pattern on upper arm and forearm. "I thought you were Atheist?"

"Well I am," Tony said getting up from his leaning position on the counter, "but I know you aren't, and I wasn't sure about Clint and Tash, and well those two," he said pointing at Thor, who was wearing a blonde Santa-in-a-sleigh sweater with a stripe pattern around the elbow, and Loki, wearing a green sweater with a reindeer wearing his helmet on it, with his mug, "they're their own beliefs, so I thought they should try something new. And as for me and Bruce, the sweaters are just really warm."

"Can't argue with that," Clint said from beside Steve. His sweater was a dark maroon color, featuring little elves, who were all holding bows and arrows, with one black stripe around the wrists and upper arm. "Whatcha' guys got?" he questioned after having one more look at the front of his sweater.

"Hot chocolate!" Tony and Bruce both said in singsong voices as they picked up a silver tray full of mugs.

"I thought you said it was science," Natasha said playfully.

"Yes, its scientific hot chocolate," Bruce replied with the raise of an eyebrow.

"Oh God, you guys didn't drug the chocolate?" Clint asked in horror. Thor, Loki and Steve not even knowing what this meant, exchanged worried looks.

"Well you guys didn't give us enough time to do that," Tony said as if it was his plan all along, which really wasn't a shock to anyone.

The group of hero piled into the elevator, with Bruce in the front with the tray of chocolate. The ride up one floor was quiet, but no one really noticed over the elevator version of the song "Iron Man" playing. As the machine stopped and the door opened, the tray almost spilled, but was saved by Clint and Natasha. They held on to the sides as the heroes (and one villain) exited. They walked over to the large coffee table to the right of the room, setting down the tray. Everyone grabbed a mug, but, except for Bruce and Tony, sipped lightly, afraid of what might be in it. After deeming it was safe, everyone enjoyed the hot drink. They chatted in the sort-of festive room. Holly and garland draped the wall, but that was about it. No Christmas trees like in the rooms, but it was still cozy to everyone. They positioned themselves on the couches next to the fire place. They were warmed from every chill that had haunted them and felt very secure with their current situation. They all got part of the conversation, even Loki, who was seated awkwardly at the end of a couch right next to his brother. Hot chocolate was spilled, seconds were called for, and even dinner, which was boxes upon boxes of pizza, was delivered to the forever talking group. Somehow the topic of presents was brought into the conversation. Though reluctant, everyone had eventually decided upon something that they wanted. All were realistic, which helped Tony with his second part of his plan.

"I have to go to the bathroom," he loudly announced as he got up from his spot closest to the fireplace on his side. He exited the large room and made his way to the hallway, and once out of sight, he pushed the down button on the elevator and ventured to each of the three floors below the top, leaving a note on the pillow in each room. Now he needed an excuse for his long absence.

"I'm back," Tony sang dramatically as he stepped into the room.

"What took you so long?" Steve asked, finishing off the last piece of the pizza crust in his hand.

"I got some dessert," Tony said as some random guy brought in a large chocolate cake, setting on top of one of the empty pizza boxes.

"Now this is how you finish off a night," Clint loudly said, cutting himself the first piece. Everyone followed, not even taking the time to savor the cake. Instead, they were all finished within five minutes, Thor being the first done.

"We have eaten like kings!" he yelled raising both of his fists in the air. "And queens," he finished, gesturing to Natasha. She smiled and rose from the couch.

"Well, I'm hitting the sack," she said, stretching her back lightly before walking away.

"Are you saying that figuratively or literally?" Clint asked playfully, chasing after her down the hall. He caught up to her at the elevator and they both rode silently to their floor, went to their rooms, changed and got in to bed, but not to sleep, but to think. After they read the note, they needed time to think of what they would do. Bruce was the next to leave, but once reading the note, knew exactly what to do. He fell asleep quiet quickly. Loki went next, then Steve, then Thor. Steve would have to explain what they were doing in the morning. He sighed as he laid his head down on his pillow. Tony, the only one remaining, left the mess on the table, it would be clean in the morning. Once he got to his floor, he heard Bruce's snores, but found a piece of paper next to the slightly ajar door. It was the note he had left on his pillow. Tony put it in his pocket and strode to his room. He took the note out and set it on his nightstand. The bright red words were almost shining in the dark.

"We're going shopping tomorrow, chose who you're buying for."