Tony's party was invite-only. Which sounded fancy until everyone realized the guest list was just the team. Tonight, Tony had one rule: No brooding. So he took away Steve's history documentaries. He hid Bruce's laptop. He shut down every weapons station. And somehow... He stole three knives and Bucky's combat bag. No one knew how. Bucky looked personally offended. Music filled the top floor of the Tower. Blue, purple, and gold lights flashed across the windows while New York glittered below. Tony threw his arms into the air. "Welcome to Stark Industries' first official..." He stopped. "...I forgot what I called this." Natasha didn't even look up from her drink. "Midlife Crisis: Volume Seven." Everyone laughed. Tony pointed at her. "Volume Eight." She raised her glass. "My mistake." Across the room, Thor was already dancing. Not normal dancing. Just... Thor dancing. Big stomps. Wild arm movements. Hair flying everywhere. "You must dance with your soul!" Clint laughed so hard he almost choked. "My soul quit." Bucky grabbed another chip. "Mine quit in 1943." You laughed so hard you almost dropped your drink. Steve sighed. "Buck..." Bucky shrugged. "What? I'm being social." The room went quiet. Tony slowly turned toward him. "Did Barnes just make a joke?" Natasha nodded. "Someone write down the date." Bruce quietly stood in the corner, hoping no one would notice him. Tony walked over with two drinks. "Banner." "No." "You don't even know what I'm asking." "Yes, I do." Tony smiled. "Dance battle." Bruce stared at him. "I have seven PhDs." "Exactly." Bruce looked around for help. Nobody helped him. Not even Natasha. She took a sip of her drink. "I'd pay to see that." The elevator opened. Wanda walked in. Vision followed behind her. Wanda looked around at the lights. "...I leave for one week." Tony pointed at them. "The missing troublemakers!" Vision looked around the room. "I studied human parties." Clint grinned. "That's already worrying." Vision held up two glow sticks. "I came prepared." The room burst into laughter. Even Bucky laughed. Wanda covered her face. Vision tilted his head. "I believe this is a success." Near the snack table, Steve frowned at a bowl. You walked over. "What's wrong?" He pointed. "The popcorn is blue." "...Okay?" "Popcorn shouldn't be blue." Wanda smiled and waved her hand. The popcorn turned red. "Better?" Bucky walked past. "Honestly? Yeah."