Peter huffed yet another breath, rolling over on his bed where he had been watching YouTube videos of countless vines over an over again. His head had begun to hurt from so much time on the screen, and he had given up on headphones, just letting the videos play from his laptop aloud. 

He decided he didn't want to be on his screen anymore, so he paused the video, closed his laptop, then sat on his spinning chair, twirling in circles. 

He had finished all his homework, read all his books, watched all the latest YouTube videos, and honestly didn't feel like doing anything else at the moment. He couldn't talk to Ned, because he was on a camping trip with his dad, and MJ was probably reading and didn't want to be disturbed. His suit was under maintenance for the time being, though Peter knew Tony was probably just trying to get him to get a little more sleep.

Sighing once again, Peter stood up, walking in circles around his room. 

He only did about four rounds before he was bored again, and decided to go see if anyone wanted to spar with him or something. 

He went into the lounge, where Natasha was sitting on the couch upside down, looking at a piece of paper, her red locks brushing the floor. 

"Auntie Tasha? What are you doing?" Peter asked, tilting his head to the side and raising an eyebrow in confusion. 

"I needed a new angle." Natasha told him, turned to look at him with her red flushed face. "What do you think?" 

She sat up and grimaced at the sudden rush of blood going back downwards, showing him the sketch. 

"What is it?" Peter asked, looking at the messy pencil scribble. 

"My Widow bites," Natasha told him, frowning. "What do they look like?" 

Peter bit his tongue, willing himself not to tell her they looked like fanged cookie monsters. 

"Widow bites," he answered. "It's a uh, good drawing." 

Natasha rolled her eyes, snatching the paper back. "You're a science nerd, do you think they'll work?"

"Yeah I guess, you really have to put these designs past dad though. What's that?" Peter pointed to a bit on the edge of the drawing. 

"Bit of my design. Shoots little darts into people's necks and shocks them. Similar to what the rest of it does except that it keeps going and gives me time to run. Based it off a device Thor told me about, something some girl used on him once." 

"Cool." 

Natasha put away the sheet of paper. "Anyway, it's not finished, maybe you can help with it later. What did you come out here for?" 

"Oh I was bored, do you wanna spar?" 

Natasha looked at him for a few seconds, fixing on of his curls that were out of place. 

"Actually, do you want to do cross dressing? Bucky and I were going to do it." 

Peter blinked at her, trying to see if she was serious. Her face showed no signs of lying. 

"Crossdressing?" He repeated, raising both eyebrows. 

"Yeah, it's actually really fun." 

"Uh- Okay?" Peter said, unsure what to say. 

****

It seemed, once everyone realised what was happening, everyone wanted to join in. Vision just transformed himself into female form, borrowing one of Wanda's dresses. With a little of Wanda's makeup, he was perfect. 

Thor got to fulfill his dream of becoming a Valkyrie, showing off his female armour, his blonde locks out with one side braided back. Natasha had done his makeup, and he wore the traditional boots the Valkyrie's wore as well. 

Steve was rather shy in his light blue, 40's fashion dress, a pretty birdcage hat resting atop his blonde locks. He had 40's style makeup as well- red lipstick, a bit of foundation, eyebrow pencil, curled eyelashes and mascara, and a little bit of eyeshadow. There was also a bit of rouge on his cheeks. 

Sam went all outbold, going with a red mini skirt and white crop top, his face plastered with makeup that Pepper helped him with. It was fake eyelashes, foundation, a smoky eye, highlighter, the lot. He even wore a pair of heels. 

Bucky seemed to realise he had competition, also deciding to go bold. He chose a short black dress, fishnet tights, black stilettos, and a spiky leather jacket. He also put on several charm bracelets, rings, massive hoop earrings, and quite a lot of makeup. Natasha curled his black hair for him, then he did his makeup by himself. But when he came out, well...

"What happened?" Wanda asked, giggling. Bucky just scowled at her and sat down on the couch, beside where Peter was having his nails painted. 

Sam cracked up laughing from his spot on the couch, messing up the nail polish Thor was attempting to put on him now that he had finished his own costume. 

Thor was very good at nail polish, but never admitted to having past experience in it. He immediately scowled when he messed up the nail polish, grabbing a tissue to fix it. 

Realising what he had done, Sam slowed his giggles and tried to keep his hand still, secretly having a heap of fun. "Sorry Thor." He apologised as Natasha gathered up her makeup kit and makeup removers, heading over to Bucky and tsking. 

Only a little later the elevator opened and everyone froze, hoping Tony wouldn't judge them all. 

"What's going on here?!" Tony gasped, eyebrows furrowing as he looked around the room, looking slightly shocked to see Bruce in a purple gown, a white towel twisted around his head, applying his own makeup to perfection. 

"Cross dressing." Natasha replied cooly, seemingly the only person not bothered by Tony walking in on them like this. 

Tony looked hurt. "You guys are doing crossdressing and didn't invite me?! It's like, the funnest thing ever." 

Everyone sighed a breath of relief, and Tony walked over to join them. 

******

"Put it on."

"No."

"Put it on."

"No."

"It's called cross dressing for a reason! Put the bloody bra on Clinton!"

"I don't have boobs!" 

"Oh I beg to differ!" 

"Hey!" 

"Cut it out you two." Steve barked, causing a shirtless Clint and a Natasha in a suit to turn around, Natasha holding a lacy bra out to Clint. 

Natasha scowled at Clint, who scowled back, not anticipating what was about to happen until it was too late. 

His eyes widened when he did. 

"Nat! Natasha- no don't you dare- NATASHA!" 

Two minutes later, Natasha sat on the couch smugly beside Clint (wearing a bra) who glared at anyone who giggled at him, except Peter, because who could glare at him? 

******

The long dining table, with two other tables pushed on the ends, had the chairs moved out of the way. The lights in the room was dimmed, only a couple made into spotlights focused on the tables, aka the runway. 

Behind the table was a curtain, which the models waited behind. The audience, consisting of Happy, Rhodey, Peter's camera (filming the whole thing) and all of Peter's teddy bears (admittedly a lot) sat at the end of the runway, Happy looking unhappy and Rhodey grinning and holding up his phone. 

"Introducing; Tony Stark, showing off the formal party look." Friday said, and Tony emerged from behind the curtain, wearing a black dress designed to show of the cleavage he didn't have. It had a slit up the leg, revealing his hairless legs, which he had shaved (it had taken two hours with Pepper's shaver). He wore makeup as well, including a smoky eye. His hair was gelled and curled, brushed onto one side. 

He strutted up the walkway in his heels, stumbling a bit and almost falling off the tables, grimacing. Happy booed and threw a piece of popcorn at him. 

"Do you know how long this took Happy? Do you? I'd like to see you walk in heels." Tony snapped, then finished walking up the runway and struck a pose, sending his million dollar smile at the audience. 

Then he strutted back down and stumbled once again, swearing under his breath and rolling his eyes as Steve's voice was heard from behind the curtain, saying 'language'. 

"Next up; Pepper Potts, with the arrogant billionaire look." 

Tony had snuck out from behind the curtain and took a seat in the audience, wolf whistling when Pepper stepped out in one of his suits, her hair pulled back into a tight bun, a pair of his classic sunglasses resting on her face. She had used eyeliner to draw on his goatee, smiling in an arrogant manner and walking to the end, holding middle fingers up to the audience when she reached the end. She had really nailed Tony's character, and everyone in the small audience whooped and clapped, except the toys, who just sat on the floor where Peter had arranged them. 

"Steve Rogers showing off the 40's look!" Friday announced, and Steve walked out in his dress, keeping his head high, quirking an eyebrow and blowing a kiss when he reached the end. 

After Steve was Thor, who ran up the runway with a sword screaming, scaring those in the audience, especially Peter, making Thor have to apologise to him when he reached the end. 

"Next up we have Sam with the party girl look!" 

Nobody came out from behind the curtain, causing everyone to frown. 

"Next up we have Sam with the party girl look!" Friday announced again, louder. 

"Hold on!" Sam yelled from behind the curtain. "It's hard to walk in these heels- sh*t!" 

Sam emerged from the curtain, looking like he had just been pushed, and fell to the ground, his long wig falling off. 

"Oof..." he muttered, about to pick himself up, when Bucky emerged in his perfect costume. 

"Introducing, Bucky Barnes, the better party girl!" He announced loudly, digging his high heel into Sam's back and grinning when he yelped in pain. He walked past Sam, up onto the runway, and strutted down it, posing by placing one hand on his hip, and one on the side of his head. 

"B*TCH!!" Sam yelled from the ground, where Bruce was helping him up. 

Bucky just ignored him, strutting back down the runway and blowing a kiss in Sam's face before disappearing behind the curtains once again. 

Sam was going to try and go again, but it seemed he had twisted his ankle, so Bruce had to go behind the curtain with him and wrap it up. 

In the meantime, Natasha went up, in a men's 1800's wear. 

A top hat rested upon her red curls, and she still had a face full of makeup, making her rather pretty. She wore the vest, large tie, small collar, tailcoat, top hat, and even had the chain of the pocket watch visible as it was tucked into her pocket. Her black shoes were neatly shined. 

Out she strutted, walking stick in hand. When she reached the end she gave an elegant bow and tipped her hat at the audience, including a scowling Sam, and strutted back. 

After Natasha was Vision, though nobody would know it was him as he walked down the runway, stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, then walked back. 

Next was Peter, who made Tony choke on his water- he had never guessed Peter would dress like this. 

There was even music in the background, which Peter lip synced to as he strutted up the runway, doing this at the end. 

After Peter, was Bruce and Wanda, doing theirs as a duo. 

Bruce wore a long purple ballgown but didn't wear heels, and Wanda wore a suit, her long hair pulled into a messy bun. She and Bruce tangoed down the runway, Wanda dipping Bruce dangerously low at the end and accidentally dropping him, making everyone laugh. She apologised profusely of course. 

Last to go was Clint in his tight fitting green dress, along with quite a lot of makeup and Natasha's arrow necklace. He wore a red wig, and strutted up with a gun in each hand. 

He stopped at the end and smiled, flipping his hair and accidentally making it nearly fall off. Then he stumbled back off the runway, falling off the tables halfway back and nearly shooting himself. 

Happy and Rhodey were the judges, and had to decide on a winner. 

They eventually decided on (your choice! Comment who you think should win :)) who won a tub of ice cream and the choice of what movie they were going to watch that night. 

Nobody changed out of their costumes though, taking a group picture then sitting down and watching the movie the winner had chosen. It was fun, probably the most fun Peter had had in a while. 

A/N Thanks everyone for so many reads/votes/comments! I think it's about 12.7K at the moment, so I'm really glad and thank you all so much :) also my friend wants me to mention her so-

Hi YollyPepita thanks for supporting my ideas when I tell u about them I guess? Also no offence but Heidi708 helps with ideas more cos we talk about in maths instead of doing work (there's legit only 1 week left of school before holidays so u can't blame us) anyway don't kill me I did what u asked

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