Girls Night

You were new on the team, now the 4th female of the team at the tower (the others stayed in their respective places like space or California). Today was your first mission with everyone, and to say it took a lot out of you is an understatement. The kind of physical exertion you had today was something you weren't used to. What you were used to, was sitting on a couch, eating chips and dip, using your wind powers to mess with everything in sight.

How you got to the Avengers is a longer story, but the gist is you were discovered when you used your powers on accident outside (stupid churro just had to fall out of your grip) and Bruce had seen you use wind to fix it. He immediately approached you, just on the basis of wanting to see how your powers worked. That turned into him taking you to his lab, and Fury seeing you use wind to lift Bruce up off the floor. He said you were considered a threat to people with powers like those, yada yada, speech speech speech, and you were made a trainee for the Avengers.

Yes, it was fun, and you did get to train on your schedule, but you weren't ready for a mission for another few weeks. This one popped up randomly and Cap said you had to come, as they were short a couple people. You had no choice, so in your grey dry-fit t-shirt and leggings, you went on the mission.

You had absolutely no idea what to do, and how to work with the other Avengers. You hadn't gotten that far into your training. Natasha paired with you, and she was pretty flexible with working with you, but you nearly blew the weapons right out of her hands sometimes. It was embarrassing, and could've costed a life that was needed on the team. As soon as you got back onto the jet, you shut down and sat in your own spot, ignoring the people that came near you.

The jet landed and you were the first person off, rushing to the training room. There was nearly 0 energy left in your body, but you had to get your anger out somehow. You got into the training room and headed to the punching bags. Your powers disappointed you today, so they were being punished by being ignored. Petty, but it made you feel a little better.

You went off on that punching bag, and because of the mood you were in, you didn't wrap up your hands. The punches you threw hurt like hell and made your hands bleed. The anger you felt towards your stupidity on the mission over threw that. You punched that bag for over two hours, changing your form slightly, seeing if you could pull a Cap and punch it right off the hook.

You were so close to getting enough power to, when a person clearing their throat behind you interrupted you. The punching ceased and your panting was the only thing audible in the training room. You turned to face the person who ruined your punching session, and found Natasha standing there. Her head was tilted slightly and her eyebrows were creased.

"Are you beating yourself up after the mission?" she asked, knowing the answer. But you had a sarcastic dumbass mouth on you.

"No, I'm beating up the punching bag, but giving myself some punishment by not wrapping my hands or anything," you retorted. Natasha nodded and gave a little 'hm' out of understanding.

Deciding you were done punching the shit out of the bag, you walked over to a bench to take a breather. Natasha came over and sat next to you. "Well, Wanda, Carol, and I wanted to see if you would go out with us tonight. Girls night, you know?" Natasha asked you.

This question took you off guard, and you were genuinely surprised they'd want to have you go out with them. "Really?" you asked back.

"Yeah. Great bonding time. Besides, we all deserve a night out on the town," Natasha said. You agreed to go out with them, and Natasha told you to wear a super cute cocktail dress. Well, since you didn't have one because you never had enough money to get one, she let you choose from one of hers.

The two of you walked into her room and she opened up her closet. "Damn," you commented upon seeing her outfits. You knew she had a bunch of sexier outfits due to her part in missions sometimes, but the dresses were gorgeous.

"Pick one you like and I'll see if I approve," Natasha said as she walked out of the closet, holding a dress in her hand. She walked into her bathroom and you assumed she was getting dressed in the dress she picked out.

You started to sort through the dresses and jumpsuits and everything inside the closet. Natasha didn't specify if anything was off limits, so to you everything was fair game. You didn't want an overly sexy outfit, because that's just not how you roll, but she did tell you a 'super cute cocktail' dress.

"How's it going?" you jumped and turned around to see Natasha standing in the doorway. You didn't hear her come over to the closet, so your heart rate was a bit high at the moment. "Can't decide I see," she said and walked over to where you were. She saw that you were looking at some more conservative dresses, rolled her eyes, and brought you to a different section of the closet. "Here."

There were a lot more shorter and more reveling dresses over here. "Natasha I'm not sure about these," you said as you peered through the dresses. Natasha sighed in response and pushed you out of the way.

"Let me see," she mumbled to herself, and she grabbed a dress and handed it to you. "Try this on. Luckily we seem to be about the same size, so I think it'll work," she said as she pushed you into the bathroom. The door closed and you examined the dress in your hands. It didn't look too bad, so you put it on.

It took about 12 minutes to get the dress on, as there were many more holes than expected, and when you were done you stepped out of the bathroom. Natasha was there getting some shoes on, and she turned her head in your direction.

"Damn girl, you look amazing," she complimented. You smiled and looked in the full length mirror on the back of the closet door. The front was simple, with a halter top that had a small slit near the neck, and it went to your mid-thigh with a golden belt around the waist. The back, however, was the eyes catching part. The skirt was the same, but it was nearly backless. Two lines of lace went from the neck down to the waist, and left a larger gap in the middle of your back.

Natasha handed you a pair of black, 3-inch tall heels to go with the dress, and then she brought over a pair of golden earrings that were just little lines of gold then almost touched your shoulders. Before you forgot, you snatched up a gold and black striped silk clutch to put your phone in. "Stunning," Natasha complimented once more, and the two of you walked out of her room.

When you got to the common room, Wanda and Carol were there in their dresses as well. Wanda was wearing a strapless blood red dress, that had a sweetheart neckline and went to about her knees. The skirt was covered in lace roses that were also red, and there was a black silk belt around her waist. To finish she had some glossy black heels on.

Carol was wearing two pieces, a top and pants that were both covered in red, blue, and gold glitter. The top almost pinched in the middle of her chest, and the sleeves were long with a puff on the shoulders. The pants were high-waisted and went down to her ankles. Finally, she had black heels on that had a pointed toe, and straps making designs on her feet.

You looked at Natasha and realized you didn't pay attention to her outfit earlier. Her dress had a red top with skinny strap and a large dip in the center and was a bright red. The skirt was simply black that went to her knees, but she added a black leather belt around the waist that had fringe going down a bit past the end of the skirt, and the fringe went only around the sides of her. To top it off, she had red stilettos on.

"We look stunning," you commented, and everybody blushed and chuckled. You felt a presence behind you and saw Wanda and Carol across from you were looking at something.

You heard a wolf-whistle and turned around to see Sam standing there. "Y'all are gorgeous! Wherever you're goin', guys are gonna fall on their knees for you," Sam said, and you laughed along with the other girls. Tony came in the room next and just nodded with a smirk on his face.

Natasha caught Tony's arm before he got far. "Hey, can we use one of your cars?" she asked him. He shrugged and said why not, so you and the others hurried over to the garage level before he could change his mind.

Once down there, you oohed and all the expensive cars Tony had lined up and ready to go. Natasha walked over and picked out an orange Audi R8 to drive. "Shall we?" she asked, smirking. You got into the seat behind the passenger, Wanda got in next to you, Natasha drove, and Carol got shotgun.

"Let's go!" Carol shouted, and you all cheered as Natasha pulled out of the garage. She had FRIDAY get the doors open so the car just zoomed out and fit in with the traffic smoothly. The cheering continued amongst you all, when you felt a buzz in your clutch. You pulled your phone out and saw a text from Tony.

TONY: Don't get killed with your reckless driving.

(Y/N): Natasha's a great driver, we'll be fine.

You stuck your phone back into you clutch as Carol turned the radio on. Well, tried to. "FRIDAY how do I turn on the radio?" she asked frustrated when she couldn't find any button to press.

"What would you like to listen to?" the AI asked back. Carol looked at everyone for suggestions. You spoke up.

"What about 70s to 90s hits," you said, and the car started to play some music. The current song was 'Billie Jean', and you started to jam out to it, everyone else joining in. The volume was up, the windows were down, and you already felt like part of 'the girls' and the night had just started.

By the time you pulled up at the surprise location (Natasha didn't tell anyone where your group was going) the song "Come on Eileen' had finished playing. The radio was turned off and Natasha pulled up next to a valet stand.

"Can you take of our car for us?" Natasha asked the guy working the valet stand. He nodded enthusiastically and we all got out of the car. "Let's go girls," Natasha said, and we made our way into the club.

Inside, the room was alive. The walls were black with glitter splattered on the walls, chandeliers with neon lights hung from the ceiling, there was a bar along the side that was outlined in neon green, and the dance floor was filled with flashing lights. But we didn't stop there, oh no. Natasha led us all to the very back where there was a golden sign that read 'VIP'.

"Oh my god, Nat how many strings did you pull?" Wanda asked from beside you. The red head simply looked back and winked in response, and kept walking us over to a corner of glittery couches. "This is amazing."

"Yeah, it really is," you said, agreeing with the Sokovian. Everyone sat down on the couches and a man (really cute !!!!) came over. He wore a tight white shirt with some black jeans, and had one of those waist aprons on with a couple bills sticking out of it.

"Hey, my name is Mike, what would you like to drink?" he asked you all, giving you a wink. Carol chuckled, while you and Wanda giggled. Natasha just rolled her eyes. "We've got lots of tequila and glasses," Mike said, offering an idea.

Natasha nodded. "Shots it is." Mike smiled and left your table to go and get the drinks. The rest of you just talked to each other and laughed. "(Y/n), what's your relationship status? I already know everyone, but then there's you..." she trailed off and pointed an accusing finger at you. Her serious demeanor fell, and she laughed, dragging everyone else into a fit of laughter as well.

After about three hours of shots, dancing, and lots of laughing, Wanda threw up. "Alright, we should go and get Wanda home," you said, and Carol went to grab Nat. "You're alright sweetie, I'm right here," you said, comforting the poor child.

She grabbed your shoulder, but still looked at the ground. "(Y/n)?" she asked. You let out a 'mhm' before she throws up again. You made sure her hair and dress stayed out of the way as she cleared her system. To be honest, you were close to being in the same state as Wanda, and were glad the night was ending.

Carol came back over with Nat in her grip. The red-headed assassin hurried over to the other red head's side and comforted her. They knew each other longer, so you weren't at all surprised.

"Let's head out," you said, and the girls nodded and followed you out of the club. The valet saw you and grabbed some keys, before running off to grab your car. "It seems we made an impression on the valet," you remarked to Carol next to you. She gave you a smirk back.

The car came quicker than you thought, and you thanked the man as he handed you the keys. Nat said she'd sit in the back with Wanda, Carol didn't know how to drive a car yet (planes were close, but after being in space for so long she never got a chance to drive), leaving you at the wheel. Luckily, you could drive.

"Alright, I'm going to text Tony to let him know we're coming home," you said as you grabbed your phone from your clutch.

(Y/N): coming home, Wanda sick

Tony: I'll be in the lab if she needs meds and if the rest of you aren't out of the party mood ;)

(Y/N): Gross Stark.

You placed your phone back into your clutch and started the car, feeling it's vibrations. "Ooh, Tony will never forgive me if I crash this baby, but I want to just go at top speed for some reason," you commented, earning a small chuckle from the sick one. "Thanks drunk."

Wanda replied with a little noise, and you pulled away from the club. The drive through the city was not a slow as on the way to the club, but it was still New York City after all. The garage door was open for you all when you got back to the tower and you pulled in slowly. Tony might be in this downstairs area, or in the labs upstairs; you had already forgotten where he said he was. And you may or may not want to scare him...

You all got out of the car with the others and helped Nat take Wanda to her room. Carol went ahead to get some medicine from Tony, and you told her to scare the man for you. She accepted with a devilish smirk, and you knew you'd hear the playboy's scream from your room.

Wanda was quite cooperative with you and Nat, only being drunk with her words. They came out slurred, and she couldn't. Stop. Giggling. It was funny, but when she wouldn't stop laughing at you about how the elevator was moving so fast, it was a bit tiring. When the elevator doors opened you got Wanda to her room, out of her dress and into pajamas, and in her bed quickly. The alcohol was starting now, and exhaustion was setting in.

You left Nat in Wanda's room with the promise that Carol would be there soon with medicine. As you walked down the hall to your room, you heard a very loud screech, and a few minutes later a laughing blonde running down the hallway with an angry brunette running after her.

That was when you really felt like you were on this team.

~Next Morning~

"Ugh," you groaned when you woke up. Inside your head felt like last night's party was going on in there again. "Tylenol," you groaned again and rolled out of your bed. You walked sluggishly to the kitchen to get water and coffee, when you nearly got ran into by Carol. "What the hell?!" you screeched, and suddenly you were pushed to the floor.

Tony quickly helped you up before running again. "Dammit Carol!"

~Fin~

A/N: There you go! Late, I know, but I got it out. The outfits above are what I used to do each girl's outfit. None of them are mine, the only credit I can take is editing them together in PicsArt.

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