The communal floor of the tower was currently chaos. 

Bucky was knitting his heart out, trying to finish the last ugly christmas jumper in time, and people setting up cameras and bright, bright lights just in front of the christmas tree. 

Steve was getting his hair fixed, a touch of makeup being added to his face. Natasha looked beautiful with her neatly curled red hair and immaculate makeup skills, though it wasn't over the top and was more of a natural look. 

Clint was trying to back away from one of the hair and makeup ladies, who was attempting to put gel in his hair. 

Thor was polishing his hammer, though occasionally he would hand it to a staff member and laugh when they dropped it. 

Vision was talking to Wanda about christmas, who had done her own hair neatly and had perfect makeup on her face. She wore her smart casual clothing- long, dark pants, a nice top and some jewellery.

Tony was wearing his usual sunglasses (inside) and wore his usual suit, hands in his pockets as he looked rather suave, talking to Peter who wore his spiderman suit in order to hide his identity. 

Bruce was keeping himself calm, talking to one of the staff members about where exactly this picture would be shown. 

"I'm finished!" Bucky yelled, holding up the final jumper. Everyone cheered as Bucky stood up and started handing everyone their respected jumpers, each in their favourite colours, or in christmas colours if that colour seemed to dark for such a jovial holiday. 

Peter pulled his on over the spiderman suit, rubbing his arms as he smiled from the warmth it brought with it. He liked this jumper, and he decided he would wear it on patrol for the remainder of christmas, because it would be suspicious if he wore it as Peter Parker. 

"Alright, positions please!" The photographer yelled, and everyone scrambled into position, Tony slightly delayed as he pulled on a t-shirt instead of his suit, shirt and tie, for it would look rather strange if he wore the jumper with those. 

There was a small couch beside the lopsided christmas tree, the top scraping across the ceiling, an avocado taped in place of a star or angel. There was far too much tinsel and random ornaments littering the whole thing. Fake presents were placed beneath the tree, because nobody trusted each other to not try to see what they got before christmas. 

Peter sat in the middle of the couch, with Natasha on one side and Clint on the other. Natasha wore a black and red christmas jumper that was big and cozy, a christmas hat perched neatly on her red hair. Clint's was purple and black, with reindeers dancing across it and several stars. Bucky was a rather good knitter. 

Peter's jumper was red and blue, and he too wore a christmas hat, just like everyone else. 

Standing on either side of the couch was Thor on one side, holding his hammer up in order to show it off, and Sam on the other side, a mug of hot chocolate in his hand. Wanda and Vision stood behind the couch,  Vision's arm around Wanda's shoulder, and Bucky and Steve also stood behind in a similar position. Bruce stood between Tony and Pepper and Steve and Bucky, who were at the end. Tony had an arm wrapped around Pepper's waist, because even though she wasn't technically an avenger, they all still wanted her to be in the photo because in some ways, she was their hero. 

The photographer snapped several photos, almost all of them including at least one person doing bunny ears on another. 

There was even one photo where they managed to get the moment that Sam fell (Clint had absolutely nothing to do with it whatsoever. He insisted.) and pulled Bucky, who grabbed both Steve and the christmas tree, and brought them down too. The photo managed to capture the shock of most of them, and Spider-man's laughter, for even though you couldn't see his face, he was holding his stomach and leaning his head back, almost hitting Natasha, who was also smiling. 

Overall, the pictures were all adorable and professional, and the nicer pictures were the ones that ended up on billboards all over the world with the words; 

'Merry Christmas from Earth's mightiest heroes' in various languages, depending on the country. The rest of the photos were posted on Tony's social media, because they were just too great not to be shown to the world. 

Nobody seemed to mind. 

After the photos were over, the pulled the christmas tree back up (for the sixth time now) and cleaned up the place, after putting the fallen ornaments back up of course. 

The staff cleared out, and soon, there was nothing left to do. 

They sat in silence for a few seconds, Sam glaring at Clint, who pretended not to notice. 

"I'm hungry." Peter said suddenly, breaking the silence. 

"Why don't we get pizza and watch some christmas movies? Seeing as we're all... christmassed up." Tony suggested, lifting up his phone. 

"Yesssssssss!" Peter said, as everyone else agreed. "I want a Hawaiian pizza please!"

"Three Hawaiian pizzas.... what does everyone want?" 

Everyone yelled their preferences at once, so Tony just sighed and handed the list and pen around the circle so everyone could write their requests down. 

In the end, they ended up with three Hawaiian pizzas, six meat lovers, one vegetarian, one chicken, and two supremes, as well as one bottle of lemonade, one bottle of coke, and a two bottles of expensive red wine. They were glad they were using Uber eats. 

While they waited for their food to arrive, Peter became in charge of setting up the movie night. He changed out of his spiderman suit and into his pyjamas, a pair of fluffy socks and his christmas jumper, then gathered all the blankets and pillows on the floor. It was rather a lot, and he tripped on the blankets more times than he'd admit and walked into walls even more. 

Eventually he made it into the lounge and Steve and Natasha helped him set up the fort, with lights and special pegs that were stronger than normal pegs, so they didn't make the whole fort fall own easily. He had made them in the lab with Tony after his fort broke for the fifth time. 

They laid out mattresses and cushions, pillows and blankets on the floor, and everyone claimed their spots. The pizza was placed on the couches that were the three walls of the fort, the fourth not existing and simply opening up to the beautiful snowy sunset over the city, and the massive, over expensive tv that currently showed all the christmas movies ever- well, the good ones at least. 

Once the food arrived, all they had to do was choose. 

"Home alone! Home alone! Home alone!" Clint, Wanda and Vision chanted. 

"The grinch!" Peter yelled loudly. 

"The nightmare before christmas." Natasha said, and Sam quickly agreed with her. 

"Elfffffffffff!" Tony yelled loudly. 

Steve, Bucky and Thor had no idea what they were talking about, and Bruce said he was happy with whatever they chose. 

After several minutes of arguing, Steve decided he'd better interject before it got out of hand. 

"Why don't we just watch all of them?" 

Everyone looked at him for a few seconds, then agreed. Steve sighed in relief, but alas, it was too soon, for the arguing continued. 

"I want mine first!" 

"But I want mine first!" 

"We have more people wanting ours-"

"Alright!" Steve said loudly, effectively shutting them up. "We're doing this in birth order. Whoever's the youngest, they go first." 

Everyone except Peter slumped in disappointment. 

The grinch came on, and Peter was enraptured in the movie, well, after he had eaten all three Hawaiian pizzas. 

It also went to show that Peter had seen the movie a little too many times. 

"Am I just eating because I'm bored?" He mouthed at one point, in perfect sinc with the grinch. 

"4:00- wallow in self pity." He mouthed at another point. 

"Peter how many times have you seen this?" Natasha asked, not removing her eyes from the tv.

"I dunno, but we used to watch it every christmas, and I used to watch it more than once at christmas too. Kinda gets drilled into your brain I guess."

"Huh. It's a good movie." Natasha said. "Last time I saw it was a long time ago." She rolled onto her side and looked at Clint. "He reminds me of you." 

"Who?"

"The grinch." 

"What?! How?!" 

"Ugly, grumpy, resting b*tch face, bad sense of humour-"

"The grinch doesn't have a bad sense of humour! I mean sure, Clint does, but the grinch doesn't he understands me."

Clint glared at the two of them, and Wanda's giggling was heard through the silence. 

"You two are rude." He said, then turned back to the tv. 

Three movies later, Peter was snoring softly in Natasha's arms. She glared at anyone who made a sound, or movement for that matter.  

Tony was also very drunk from all the wine, and was currently eating tinsel. Nobody tried to stop him. 

Peter wasn't the only one asleep. Steve and Bucky were asleep together, wrapped in each other's arms, and Wanda was close to it, her head leaning against Vision as her eyes drooped dangerously low. 

They didn't need to talk to decide that this was where they would sleep. Peter was just too cute to move, and the same went to Bucky and Steve. So they chose good spots to sleep (aka, where they were currently sitting) and went to sleep. Except for Tony, who Pepper had to convince to lie down, for he almost swallowed the tinsel until they pulled it out. 

They were all like babies  in there, curled up together, sleeping soundly on their stomachs and snuggling close to whoever was the warmest- currently Bruce, who was both flattered and uncomfortable with everyone wrapping their arms around him, or those who were awake anyway. 

****

Wanda's eyes fluttered open the next morning to a tickling sensation on her face, the bright sunshine that came flooding in through the window, and the sound of giggling. 

She sat up groggily, looking around, and snorted.

Steve and Bucky were still asleep, with permanent marker all over their faces. Things like 'loser' or fake lipstick kisses were drawn all over their faces, the same being for everyone else, except some had genitals on their faces as well. And swear words. Clint even had a heap of marker on his eyelids to look like A LOT of eyeliner. 

Seeing as Natasha and Peter were the only ones without stuff on their face, and they were currently giggling, she could only guess it was them who drew on all the faces- other than Pepper's, though she knew nobody would dare touch her face, she would probably sue them into another universe. 

Wanda knew it was also probably Natasha who did the swear words and genitals, and probably Peter who wrote chicken on Vision's forehead and also probably him who wrote tin can on Tony's face. 

Wanda carefully stood up and headed to the bathroom to wash off the marker that was most likely on her face- she was right, but it didn't say anything silly like she expected. 

Beautiful was written on her forehead. Then there was a smiley face on her cheek, but it still made her feel tingly inside, and it wasn't because she needed to pee. 

When she walked back out again with a clean face, she was met by flying pillows, shrieks of laughter and-

"My beautiful face. Why? 

Wanda smiled. Her family. Sure, they were currently fighting to the death, or whining and staring into a mirror in utter shock, but they were her family, and she was grateful. 

That was, until a pillow hit her in the face. 

"BARTON!" 

A/N Here are some (terrible) drawings I did of the christmas photos

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