REVAMPED! (And I'm actually so happy how this turned out. I love it so much).

[this chapter has major vibes from two chapters in Emily's story and I love that]

Mark VII: Guys Time

For some odd reason, Tony decided to make his bachelor party the definition of testosterone. He isn't sure why he chose to do that, but he was on board to make it happen and so were the other guys (but they were really just going to cooperate with anything Tony planned to do. Besides, it helps that they were all the different definition of men: the textbook god, textbook soldier, textbook scientist, textbook rich genius, and textbook Clint Barton.

Today was going to be fun, especially since Pepper was going to take all the girls wedding dress shopping with her.

The guys were at a baseball diamond located on the outskirts of town. Tony provided the beers, baseball bats and balls, and food. All the other guys had to do was show up which they did.

"So, Steve," Tony says as he approaches the other man who's currently tying his shoes, "this is a bit of an odd way to begin a conversation but since we're all guys here wondering the same thing, I just have to ask this, do you know how to deflower your girl?"

Steve is taken aback by that question as he straightens up. "What?"

"I guess that's a no," Clint murmurs to himself as he tosses a ball into the air and catches it repeatedly.

Steve laughs to himself, hiding his blushing as he shakes his head. "I'm not answering that."

"I think you just did."

Steve takes a breath as he picks up a baseball bat. "This is why I didn't tell any of you."

"You could've let her join Pepper and the others while they dress shop."

"That'd be awkward."

"For you or for her?" Bruce questions.

Steve pauses for a moment, unable to think of a way out of this conversation. "...let's move on."

"I know Jane will be uncomfortable there," Thor comments to support Steve. "She isn't one for dresses with their intricate details and vocabulary."

Steve quickly finishes a beer despite being able to get drunk. "Stark, let's talk about you instead."

Tony cheers. "Finally! Now we can speak my favourite language."

"What plans do you have for the wedding?"

Tony shrugs, which isn't a response that any of them expected. They assumed that the one who wanted to get married soon would have more of a wedding plan or just flat out admit that he has nothing, rather than not know what's going on.

"Seriously?" Clint questions. "None? Pepper doesn't seem like the one who'd accept I don't know for an answer."

"Pepper's got this in the bag," Tony says.

"Tony, she's going to get stressed out," Bruce states. "That's why you elope: spend all your money on your wife."

"Bruce, we're talking about the woman who's been with me for years and has agreed to be mine forever. She will be completely fine."

"If you insist."

The guys get to actually start to play baseball before they end up talking for the rest of the day. Instead of having an actual game, they were just going to hit the ball like batting practice in a cage. Clint is their pitcher because of his perfect aim and also because if Thor was the pitcher and accidentally threw the ball directly at them, that's it, they're dead.

"Do any of you even play baseball?" Clint asks them as he backs up to the pitcher's position.

They all shake their heads meaning a collective no.

"Well." A wild grin crawls onto the archer's face. "This will be fun."

"Thor, you first," Tony says passing him a bat.

Thor takes the bat and walks up to home base. He stands in place with the bat ready to swing. Thor squints his eyes against the sun as he looks at Clint who tosses the ball to himself with his glove. Clint eventually gets in position, Thor prepares himself, and everyone else takes cover. Then, Clint pitches the ball and Thor hits it, but nothing happens. Thor turns around and the baseball bounces behind him.

Everyone is confused until they see that the force of Thor's strength literally caused the ball to burn a hole straight through the bat.

"This was more fun on Asgard," Thor comments.

Up next, Steve takes a fresh bat to home base. He gets in the swinger's position and looks at Clint who pitches.

"Can you bring your girlfriend to the wedding?" Tony begs.

Steve looks over to face him. "What?"

Because he was distracted, the baseball ends up hitting Steve in the bicep.

"Strike!" Bruce exclaims.

"That doesn't count," Steve argues, "Tony interfered."

"With a valid question."

Steve doesn't argue because that was, admittedly, a good point. He goes back to batting and Clint pitches again.

"Can I at least get a name?" Tony asks.

The ball ends up hitting Steve again and he didn't even turn to face the billionaire as Bruce calls out the second strike. Steve eventually turns over and narrows his eyes at Tony who grins while he waits for an answer to his question. Steve shakes his head as he focuses back on the game. When Clint pitches again, Steve will know to both hits the ball and answer Tony at the same time.

"C'mon, Cap, we're all curious," Tony says on behalf of (mostly) himself and the others. "Please?"

"Nope!" Steve exclaims just as he hits the ball and it soars out of sight.

"Home run!" Bruce cheers.

"You're no fun," Tony says to Steve.

"I'm old," Steve responds as he runs up to the pitcher's plate. Clint tosses him a ball and the glove as the archer jogs up to home plate to take his turn to bat.

Clint gets in place as he puts on a blindfold just to make things more interesting for himself and everyone. He told the others to not let him know when Steve throws the ball even though he already knows that they weren't going to tell him. Clint decides to rely on his own instincts for this hit.

"Any target in particular?" Thor asks.

"Stark's car," Clint responds.

"What?!" Tony exclaims.

At that second, Clint feels the ball coming straight for him so he hits it. Clint immediately removes his blindfold to watch the ball soar. It flies where all of their cars are parked and Tony almost faints when the ball approaches his car, but it barely misses it. They know that Clint doesn't miss so he did that on purpose just to mess with Tony. The archer looks at Tony with a jokester grin crawling on his face and Tony gives him the nastiest scowl in return.

"Only because you're getting married," Clint says.

"I hate you," Tony states.

Clint shrugs as he runs back to the pitcher's position. Now, the only remaining two left to their first attempt at batting are Tony and Bruce. Since they are the remaining science duo who have never had contact with any sports before, the other three make this interesting and start placing monetary bets on who will do better. They start betting money in the thousands, showing how serious they are - although it's a waste since they all bet on Bruce.

"I hate all of you," Tony rephrases. "None of you have faith in me?"

They all shake their heads in sync. Tony rolls his eyes as he grabs the bat and makes his way to swing. He looks over at Clint. "Hurl that!"

"As you wish," Clint replies happily, winding the ball before pitching it.

Tony hits the ball and it zips right by Clint's head, missing it by a mere few inches. Clint didn't even react. They were all a bit surprised that Tony managed to do that and should give him more credit; bonus points if Clint was his intended target. (It's hard to tell if that's what he was going for, but it most likely was).

"Now, that was amazing," Tony brags passing the bat to Bruce. "You try to do better."

"I'll do something," Bruce responds as he walks up to home plate.

Clint pitches and Bruce hit the ball. To everyone's surprise, the ball flies higher than Tony's and out-of-sight like Steve's. Everyone stands there speechless as they stare at nothing. Tony glances at Bruce, sees him grinning, and then understands why.

"You played me!" Tony exclaims.

"I know," Bruce says, smiling proudly at himself.

The other guys laugh as Tony narrows his eyes at Bruce.

"How did you do that?" Thor asks.

"It involves a rather complex mathematical formula involving the basic laws of physics," Bruce replies.

"There was nothing basic about that miracle!" Clint exclaims.

"I hate all of you, except Thor," Tony says, patting Thor's bicep. "Thor, you're great."