Another Christmas

"I think this is a very bad idea," Steve said nervously, sweating a bit in the warm Christmas sweater he was wearing.

"I couldn't agree more," Natasha mumbled right next to him.

The bar was extremely crowded. There were people everywhere wearing ugly knitted Christmas sweaters that sure would match Steve's. Worst part was that everyone was drinking which resulted in a lot of drunk people trying to sing Christmas songs very loudly on the little karaoke stage further inside the room.

"I think I have a headache, I better go home and rest," Natasha said, turning around to walk out the door only to be pushed back by Tony and Clint.

"No no no, not this time Natasha," Clint laughed.

"If there's anything that'll help you now, it's some alcohol," Tony said while heading straight to the bar with Natasha hurrying after him.

The four of them eventually ended up by a table near the little stage, to Natasha's delight, who literally hit her head in the table about three times before Steve begged her to stop.

"Stop being so negative about all of this, Nat. Christmas is the best time of the year," Steve said, trying to cheer her up a bit but failed miserably.

"Christmas is the worst thing humans have come up with. I should have booked a trip to some warm country for this holiday and I would have been able to ignore all of this," she said, looking around the bar.

"Then why didn't you?" Clint asked with a smirk. Natasha stared up at him.

"Shut up," she said seriously, before glancing over at Steve.

"I just had a marvellous idea," Tony suddenly said. His eyes were wide and he was staring at the stage. The others didn't even have time to react before Tony stood up, gave them a smug look and walked on stage.

"Please no," Natasha whined.

Clint and Steve laughed.

Tony however was already on stage, too far away to hear Natasha's complaint. Not that it would change anything since he went up on stage mostly to tease her. Either way, it didn't take long until Tony started singing the lyrics to Justin Bieber's "Mistletoe". Natasha's least favourite song in the whole wide world, most likely. She began hitting her head in the table again and Steve hurried to put his gloves right where she hit her head so she wouldn't hurt herself. Natasha chuckled when she felt the soft fabric against her forehead instead of the hard table. He was too sweet sometimes.

Tony eventually came down from the stage, after what Natasha thought felt like an eternity, and he sat down proudly by the table again.

"Try to top that," he said, sipping from his drink.

The rest of them just shook their heads.

"Remarkable, Tony," Clint said, still laughing.

"Yes, I have never heard a better Christmas song in my entire life," Natasha said, glaring over at Tony.

"I just look at you Natasha and I think 'Ebenezer Scrooge'. It's sad. So sad," Tony said with a grin and Natasha took not one but three sips from her drink.

Steve sighed, looking at Natasha. Was Christmas really that awful to her?

"Can I do anything to make this better for you, Nat?" he asked.

Natasha kept staring at her drink with a depressed look on her face for a while before a big smile appeared on her face and she turned to look at Steve who got nervous at once.