(if you get the reference thrown in here i love you)
"Guess who's going to Disney!" Tony shouted as he strode into the living room.
"Who?" you shouted back.
"All of us! I got one-week passes plus free dining!" He waved the tickets around, a grin spreading across his normally smug face.
"You're joking," Bucky scoffed.
"I'm not joking, I'm Tony Stark. I can get one-month passes if I could," Tony said back in a sassy tone.
"Oh my god!" you and Clint grabbed each others' arms and began squealing, jumping up and down excitedly. "CALIFORNIA, BITCHES!"
"Language," Steve chuckled.
"Nobody cares, Cap," Sam rolled his eyes. "Hey, but when does our flight leave?"
"Tomorrow. 5:40 a.m. Stopping in Austin? I think."
"Tomorrow?!" everyone exclaimed in unison. "At 5:40?!"
"Yes, so hurry the hell up and get packing, lazies."
"Like you've packed already," you retorted.
"Yes, I did. Pepper helped me," he stated proudly.
"HECK YEAH! I GET TO SEE THE MOUSE!" Thor's naturally loud voice boomed from somewhere. You swore that guy had supersonic hearing when it came to anything Disney, he had a mild obsession with Mickey especially.
"Heck yeah!" you and Steve, your best friend, echoed, high-fiving each other. "We could get matching Mickey ears!"
"Ooh, guys, we could ride Splash Mountain!" Peter clapped his hands together excitedly. "It's the best. You get drenched from head to toe and it's awesome."
...
After an hour of exhausting packing, your suitcase was finally packed. There was barely any time for any of you to sleep; you in particular, only managed to snag a forty minute time frame to to take a short nap. The rest of the team didn't get a wink of sleep because they were all too excited, although the trip was sort of last minute.
It was barely 1:30 in the morning, 1:32 to be exact, still pitch-black outside with stars spread out across the sky when Steve knocked softly on your door.
Rolling your suitcase over and slinging your backpack onto your shoulder, you answered a minute later, tiredly stretching your arms up in the air and rubbing your eyes.
"Hey. You ready?" he said in a quiet voice, taking in the dark circles lining your red eyes.
You gave him a weak smile and a nod in response. "Yeah. Did you sleep at all? I barely did."
"No, I was packing," he sighed.
"Steve, I'm tired," you whined, leaning against your suitcase and repeatedly banging your head on the handle. "I want to sleep."
"We can sleep on the plane to make up for all the sleep we lost, okay?" He placed a hand on the small of your back and led you to the kitchen where the rest of the team was waiting. "It's an hour drive to New Jersey from here, so we need to leave ASAP."
Wanda was handing out pastries for everyone to eat as a quick early morning/late night snack and you quickly gobbled it down within two minutes. Despite the fact that you were tired, you were also hungry, having barely ate last night at dinner due to your excitement. Now, you were deeply regretting that decision.
Twenty minutes later, when the clock hit 2, everyone piled into the car to head down to New Jersey. Peter took shotgun and used this opportunity to begin blasting every single Disney track he could think of, with a few requests from an equally Disney-loving Wanda, and Thor. And when Part Of Your World came on, none of you guys could resist joining in and screaming the lyrics at the top of your lungs, because that song held a special place in all your hearts.
After that you were pretty worn out, so you fell asleep for the rest of the ride, leaning your head against the cold glass of the window.
...
Instead of using a private jet, Tony decided to purchase an entire flight. Why he decided to do this, you had no clue but honestly, you didn't care. Steve had to practically drag you out of the van because you were so sleepy and only after he bribed you into getting out with a cinnamon roll and a steaming hot cup of coffee did you finally give in.
"Screw security lines," Bucky groaned. "I'm going to set the metal detector off."
Peter leaned in and whispered, "We're the Avengers, man. I don't think you'll get arrested for that. We're too cool for metal detectors."
Thankfully and surprisingly, Bucky wasn't taken away after walking through the metal detector. You set your items on the security belt, placing your backpack and phone into one of the plastic bins before hoisting your suitcase onto it. Everything moved by relatively quickly as it was only almost three in the morning and there weren't too many people at the airport overall, so you were able to get to your gate in just thirty minutes.
Everyone figured out that they'd arrived really early, so Natasha, Wanda, Bruce, and Peter stayed behind while the rest of you went to the nearby cafe open early to get something to eat, Steve purchasing for you the cinnamon roll and the coffee he'd promised earlier.
You slumped into your seat when you came back, fatigue tugging at your eyes and the heavy feeling of sleep begging you to go down under with it. You took out your neck pillow and put it around your neck, laying your head on Steve's lap without thinking. As you dozed off, Natasha pulled out her phone and took a few pictures, smiling when she put it away again.
It seemed as if you could go on sleeping for twenty hours straight until someone shook you awake. You blinked and looked around, squinting your eyes at the person who had interrupted your beauty sleep.
"Steve. I was tired!" you protested in your groggy voice.
"We're boarding now," he reminded you, and you took your head off his lap, standing up to put your neck pillow away.
You groaned and wrapped your arms around his waist while you waited in line to board the plane (The Avengers altogether was a pretty big group and you were at the back of the line), not caring about the smirks you were recieving from Bucky, Sam, and Peter. Mainly Bucky and Sam.
Finally you got onto the plane, choosing to sit in the middle near the window seat. Like before, you immediately fell asleep on Steve and stayed like that for the entire three hour flight to Austin. This time, though, you instinctively grabbed his hand and held on tight. He shook his head and smiled down at you, patting your head softly.
...
By the time you touched down in Austin, everything else went by in a blur. You trudged along, still feeling extremely tired, and whenever you had the opportunity to sit down, you always took it.
Then, one McDonalds's and sixty-six minutes later, you were back at the gate, a new one, bound for LAX: Los Angeles International (sadly Tony didn't purchase the entire flight this time. Why?). Because of the snacks that you had along the way here, you were a little less tired and now your excitement was showing.
Natasha and Wanda begged you to sit with them on this leg of the flight, so you did. As soon as you buckled up, they started talking in rapid-fire, a mile a minute, so fast that you could barely catch what they were even saying.
"What?" you asked in confusion. "Speak proper English, please..."
"Flight over here? With Cap?" Natasha prompted, gesturing you to continue speaking. "It was..."
"...so romantic," Wanda breathed out, clutching a hand to her chest.
"Uh, Wanda..." you cocked your head in confusion. "I wouldn't call two insomniacs trying to get sleep on a flight to Yeehaw State romantic."
"You held hands and fell asleep on his lap."
"No."
"Date already, please," they both groaned.
"No. I'm not letting you tease me about it anymore."
"We won't stop teasing you until you admit that you like him!"
"No."
...
Finally, you arrived at your hotel. Somehow you ended up in a two-room, luxury suite that you had to share with Wanda, Natasha, Sam, Bucky, and Steve.
"Tony..." you growled, letting out a string of curse words under your breath as you typed out an angry text message to him. "I know this was your work."
"What? How am I supposed to get you two to bang and make mini Avenger babies if I don't place you in the same suite together? I mean, you guys need to get together and---"
You hissed into your phone and he stopped rambling. "Okay, okay, I was just kidding. But seriously. You need to date already!"
"Shut up or I'm going to have Strange teleport my katana over here," you snapped. "That was a warning for you, Stark."
"Fine. Remember that we're meeting tomorrow at 9:30 in the lobby by the front desk. Got it? And please try not to kill the Y/N and Cap ship. We've been working on it for far too long for you to take it down."
"Fine," and with that, you pressed End Call, flopping down onto your plushy bed and staring up at the ceiling, cheeks flushed bright red from embarrassment.