A/N: Thank you everyone who actually listened to me and voted on the poll. Anyway, you want some interaction, so no worries. It will be coming, I promise. In the next chapter, soon. And another pairing of mine is coming in right now. Just keep reviewing, loyal readers, and you will receive. And sorry that this chapter is a bit short, but this isn't a very long story. I don't own anything. And I demand REVIEWS or what's the point in updating, huh?

In walked a very striking woman with long tresses of chocolate brown hair and piercing aqua blue eyes framed by prominent dark lashes. Those eyes scanned over the coffee shop and she hooked her thumbs into the loops of her tight, designer jeans against her dark strip of a leather belt. Her soft and full lips straightened into a line and Pepper rammed her elbow into Tony's ribs, who had been ogling at the girl like she was the greatest thing on Earth. But it was probably the midriff baring white T shirt the girl was wearing that attracted her dark haired boyfriend's attention. Tony pouted and nuzzled her cheek and the blonde just turned away defiantly, making all the other boys snicker under their breaths.

Meanwhile, Jane was sneering at the girl who entered so dramatically. "Great," she muttered darkly. "Here comes the queen bitch herself."

"She's not that bad, Jane," Hill frowned and Pepper nodded.

"Yeah, actually, I forgot to give her the invite."

"Why are you giving it to her?" the brunette complained, but was interrupted by Thor standing up.

"I will distribute the invitation to Sif, thank you," he bellowed and snatched the invitation for Natasha's birthday party out of Pepper's hands before her voice could even sound out a protest. Thor strode over to Sif confidently and both of them shot each other huge grins, which just made Jane roll her eyes and shrug in defeat. Thor may be her previous boyfriend, but why should she care that he was now giving Sif all the attention? She could have any man she wanted. Of course, her heart still yearned for Thor, but Jane was a master of self control.

Darcy, however, wasn't. "Did you see that?" she exclaimed, peering with wide dark blue eyes through her glasses and attempting to defend her best friend. "Sif just slipped her digits over to Thor. How dare she? What kind of person does she think she is?"

"Lucky bastard," grumbled Tony and Pepper this time just stepped on his foot. "Ow! Sorry, Peps."

"What were we talking about again?" asked the blonde girl coolly.

"I believe we were discussing the possibility of Steve and Natasha dating," Banner reminded meekly and Tony harrumphed with a wave of his hand and a sticking up of his nose.

"Possibility? They most certainly are dating!"

"Whose dating who?" asked a husky voice and they all turned to see Sif and Thor looming over the table, a bit too close to each other.

"Steve and Natasha," Tony told them unashamedly before anyone could stop him.

"Wasn't it obvious before?"

He pointed at her triumphantly, an overdose of joy evident in his features and the light flickering in his dark orbs. "See? She gets it!"

"You've got to admit," Hill nodded. "He's got a point."

Jane shrugged, Pepper nodded as well, while Darcy merely rolled her eyes, but grudgingly agreed. "I'm not saying anything," the black haired one shook her head. This was obviously a conversation meant for later.

That night, Hill sunk her tired and bare body into the tub filled to the top with warm water trimmed with foamy and fresh smelling bubbles. She lay a pink, cool, soft cloth against her forehead and let out a soothing sigh. Suddenly, her phone chimed and she raised a damp hand to pick up the thankfully water proof device. Thank God her mother was so sensible or she would have damaged her cell phone ages ago.

"Hello?" she asked into the receiver and Darcy's excited voice answered.

"Hey," she replied back. "Can we discuss how stupid I was for not snapping a picture of Ian dressed as a girl?"

Hill didn't even bother trying to cover up her laugh. "I know. It was too classic."

"So I headed out tonight and bough the coolest stuff." At her place, the black haired woman was sorting out a number of things that were so antique it was cool out on her leopard printed bed covers. She slipped off her glasses and pressed a button on a small device. "Two words: Bubble machine." And a dazzling sight of sphere shaped bubbles that glittered in her lamplight twirled in the air.

"No way!" The brunette girl shook her head in disbelief, tone very enthusiastic.

"Totally!" She pulled out some other things and set them up carefully. "I also got lava lamps and one of those pictures you can take selfies on with really cool colors and backgrounds. Check it out!" She snapped a picture of herself and sent it on the phone. Hill flipped it on and smiled.

"I love it," she said simply into the receiver again.

Darcy raked her long and pale fingers through her dark waves. "I'm going for that old equipment that was really hip or whatever a few years ago so that everyone will like it now for a revival." Hill nodded. "Do we need anything else?"

The brunette touched her tongue to the roof of her mouth. "I'm not sure. Let me check with Pepper." She then dialed another number into her phone so that it would make a multiples call. Pepper answered while typing at her silver lined laptop in her room, which was wrapped up in artistic patterned using shades of hot pink and black wallpapers.

"Hey, Maria," she greeted lightly and the sound of musical notes could be heard in the background. "I've got some music and tunes we have to play at the party."

"Cool. Let me listen."

"Me, too," grunted Darcy from her line, reaching over to pick up something under her bed.

"Darcy, hi! You know, we should get Jane on this. Hold on." She then dialed in the brunette's number as well and the said girl picked up her pose after untangling herself from a yoga position while wearing a facial mask.

"Hello, Peps," she addressed into the phone while fixing her tiny golden yellow tee.

"Hey there, Jane. I got Maria and Darcy too."

The two other girls said their greetings and Jane exhaled a sigh. "Wow, I was just calling out to the universe to speak to you guys and here you are."

Hill rolled her eyes. "Were you doing yoga again? That's becoming as obsessive as Darcy's crush on Ian the Intern."

"Hey, Ian's nice!" cried out Darcy's protest loudly through the phone in defense of her brown haired crush.

"I like him, Dee," said Jane and the other one nodded.

"See?"

"Well, you were the one who was green with envy about Sif when she was flirting with Thor," pointed out the blonde woman and the said woman scowled darkly at the thought on her end of the line.

"She wasn't flirting with him!" she protested and only confirmed the jealousy.

"Anyway, Jane," said the bathing brunette, trying to move off the subject. "Why did you call out to the universe for us? I'm not sure it was to hear my sultry voice again, was it?" Hill joked and all of them laughed.

"No," Jane said, and her tone grew serious as she leaned down and lied stomach down on her room's floor. "Steve and Natasha. Am I the only one who actually thinks that there is something really going on between them?"

"No, I was thinking the exact same thing," Darcy agreed. "Maybe Stark is right about them. But then again, he only suggested the idea so he can spread it around with the yearning gossips around school."

"But Maria and I too thought about it," Pepper consented, switching off the music. "Did you notice how strange they were acting when they got to the rehearsal? Late, as well?"

"And Steve and Natasha never get late if there wasn't an important reason," confirmed the yoga brunette.

"Oh my God!" Hill exclaimed in shock, jolting up to an almost sitting position, a hand clasped over her mouth. "You don't think they're finally going out, do you?"

"Nah," Pepper shrugged, although her tone was not completely sure. "I mean, they've been flirting on each other forever, but-"

"Not to mention crushing on each other big time," pointed out Darcy, lying down on her back on her bedspread.

"Do you think she asked him out first or was it he who asked her?" asked Jane in deep meditation.

While the other women on the phone voiced their thoughts, Hill cleared her throat. "This is crazy. Let's just call her in and see what's going on."

"Okay," agreed the blonde, but then held her hands up. "But guys, let's play it cool," she warned, mentally pointing it out to the dark haired, glasses wearing girl. "We'll just ask if we can go shopping for the fundraiser tomorrow with the boys and see if she ever tells us about Steve, okay?"

"Yeah, but what if she doesn't? You know Natasha, Pep," said the younger brunette, scratching the patch of skin under her blue facial mask. "She's the master at keeping secrets. Unlike some people, hmm, Darcy?"

"It's funny how we are all so alike yet soo different, am I right?" ended Darcy with a nervous titter.

"Don't press it. Just very lightly prod or-"

Darcy interrupted her. "Or we could tell her to her face. We're already trying to hide a surprise party. I do not need so many secrets, 'cause it's all going to explode out of my mouth and blow out of proportion, guys!"

"Yes, Dee, because this is all about you," rolled Hill's eyes around in her sockets. "But she's got a point. I can't wait for the party to happen so that we can get all these secrets off our back."

"Exactly my point." Pepper huffed out an exasperated breath.

"Let's just call her already," Darcy urged impatiently.

"Deal." Pepper did so and after three rings, the familiar red haired girl's voice answered the phone in the safety of her pale teal wallpapered bedroom. "Hello?"

"Hey, Natasha, it's us," the blonde addressed and everyone said their his and hellos.

"Oh, hey, girls!" Her voice was bit too chipper and raised to an octave to be Natasha's, and every girl's eyes narrowed at this. "What's going on?"

"We just wanted to see if you wanted to come with us for costume shopping tomorrow at the mall with us and the rest of the boys, " invited Pepper, and everything was now running smoothly.

Until Darcy's big mouth got in the way. "And then we wanted to see if you were going to tell us that you are going out with Steve!" she blurted out the quick and impulsive burst of a response before clapping a hand to her mouth too late, betraying the group and the girls sighed out their disappointment and defeat. Hill made a huge face palm with her damp hand, Pepper rolled her pale blue eyes and Jane just let her face fall into her hands with a deep grumble emerging from her throat. But the girls' sorrows were barged in on by the sound of another familiar voice.

"Okay, I'm back!" Steve called out to Natasha, who whirled around with her verdigris eyes wide in astonishment and shaking her head imperceptibly. The golden haired man carefully laid down the bag of food down on her desk and glanced at her with an inquiring raise of his eyebrows.

"Is that Steve?" Jane slowly started, peeling off her facial mask.

"No way!" Darcy shook her head in blissful disbelief with a merry chuckle.

"You are going out with him!" Hill gushed excitedly.

"It's okay, Natasha. We're fine with it. I mean, you didn't have to keep it a secret," Pepper assured and the girl on the last end of the line was very quiet and still, knowing that everyone on the phone was waiting for her to confirm it. Suddenly, the stupidest idea popped into her head, but she just accepted it. She sighed out a breath and tucked back a loose strand of straight vermilion hair behind her ear.

"You're right," she nodded slowly. "Steve and I are secretly going out."

Steve leaned in at this, earnest blue eyes gaping with astonishment and his mouth was open to speak out, but Natasha just placed her small and dainty hand over his mouth. "But obviously, it's not so secret anymore since you all know."

"I knew it!" said Darcy in success and the others had similar reactions.

"So, come on now," demanded the brunette, who was now wrapping a soft towel around her lean body. "We need details."

"You'll get them, I promise, but Steve's over here right now and-"

"Riiiiight," drawled out Darcy in a mischievous tone and a wicked smile and everyone except Jane, who only had a graceful, polite and happy little smile on her lips, shared the same grins. "We get it. See you tomorrow."

Everyone then clicked off, and Natasha stared down at her phone with deep blue green orbs boring down into the small device in her hands. Oh, what she had just done?