Today was Halloween, and for once Tony wasn't throwing a party. He was going to relive his childhood by going trick or treating with the rest of his team-mate, going around surprising people. Well some.

"This is crazy. All of you guys." Natasha sighed whilst looking at their outfits.

Tony was going as a crazy scientists with Bruce. Thor and Steve, where
going as pirates, whilst Clint was just going as a Ninja in black.

"What? Don't you like it?" Tony asked.

"Oh, that's one thing we agree on. I don't like it. I hate it."

"Really?" Steve and Thor asked.

"I hate pirates, like a lot." She smirked. "But don't worry, you two are veery adorable." She laughed.

"What about you. Nat, is almost 9, look how dark it is? Aren't you doing anything?" Steve asked.

"Why, yes. Yes I am. I'm going to a party, that's starts in 1 hour. Thank you for asking."

"So why don't we all go together?" Bruce smiled.

"Girls only. Sorry. It's an all nighter. Sometimes guys just ruin the vibe." She smirked.

"Right. I see." Tony winked.

"I see what?" She asked.

"Never Mind. Just go get ready."

Natasha sighed and went downstairs to get ready. It was very long process, indeed. She dyed her hair blonde and it was long. Her eyes where now blue, not green as usual. Her outfit was nice little cute angel, that was wearing a white skirt and crop top. Heels, (obviously) and her white feathery wing.

But suddenly a loud smash was heard upstairs and yelling. Natasha had just finished applying make up to her face once she heard the banging.

'J, what's going on up there?'

'This may be something you want to see for yourself.'

Natasha put down her make up and began to make her way upstairs. She got in the lift and was waiting to see what was going on.

The doors finally opened and Natasha saw that the lights were off. She heard the swooping and the grunting ahead of her and could see figures jumping in the distance. She walked over to the light and turned it on, fully. Causing more loud and aggressive yells.

"What the hell is going on?"
She asked softly.

"Well Clint-"

Bruce was talking when he turned around to look at Natasha with her hand on her hip, gazing softly at the guys.

"Wow." He whispered.

"What? Nothing is-"

They rest of them turned and looked in Bruce's direction. As did they not what had 'wowed' Bruce so much, they found their answer.

"What?"