Steve the Frisbee Grandpa, Tony the Internet Troll, Mom Natasha, Caps Lock Army Thor, and much more
Here is yet another Avengers Texts, so you can find out how completely irresponsible they all are in their spare time.
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Tony: Um, I'm in my lab... I don't know what you're talking about.
Thor: LIESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Natasha: Yeah, TONY.
Tony: I'M NOT HOSTING A PARTY
Natasha: Of course you would say that.
Tony: I'M NOT
Tony: SOMEBODY BACK ME UP HERE
Thor: WHAT SHALL WE DO ABOUT THE LIAR
Natasha: Hmm. I don't know.
Tony: DAMN IT, YOU GUYS, DON'T HURT ME
Tony: I DON'T BELIEVE IN VIOLENCE
Tony: (WHEN IT'S DIRECTED AT ME)
Thor: SMITE THE NONBELIEVER
Thor: SMITEEEEEEEE
Thor:
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Tony: DON'T YOU HAVE MEME RESTRICTIONS ON
Natasha: I took them off for this special occasion.
Tony: THIS IS YOUR PARTY, ISN'T IT
Natasha: Stop trying to deflect the blame, you peasant.
Tony: YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME
Bruce: Hey, guys, what's happening?
Thor: WE MUST SMITE THE MAN OF IRON
Bruce: Oh, come on, guys. Not again.
Natasha: Pleeeeeeeease?
Bruce: Can't you leave the poor guy alone for a few hours?
Natasha: No. I'm afraid I can't do that.
Bruce: It's literally only been half an hour since you chased him down the side of a ten story building with a kitchen knife.
Natasha: He deserved it.
Steve: What's going on?
Bruce: Tony threw a party and these guys are mad at him.
Steve: Oh. He's throwing a party?
Tony: I'M NOT. THROWING. A. PARTY.
Steve: I would hope not.
Tony: Well, at least Steve's taking my side. Kind of.
Clint: WOO HOOOOOOO
Tony: ?
Clint: I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOO DRUNK RIGHT NOW
Clint: LIKE. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW
Tony: HE HAS THE PARTY
Tony: CLINT
Tony: PARTY
Tony: CLINT
Clint: I'M AT A PARTY, YUP
Tony: I TOLD YOU IT WAS HIS PARTY, DIDN'T I?!
Clint: NOT MYYYYYY PARTY
Natasha: Of course, Clint. You should take care of yourself, you seem pretty drunk.
Bruce: Tony, just hide. You know the drill.
Tony: I DON'T LIKE HIDING
Steve: You've made a lot of people mad.
Thor: SMITEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Tony: Bye!
-Tony has left the chat-
Thor: SMITEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THE MAN OF IRON
-Thor has left the chat-
Natasha: Whose party is it, anyway?
Bruce: Natasha, as much as I like you, these references... you have to tone it down.
Natasha: I refuse.
-Natasha has left the chat-
-Natasha has joined that chat-
Natasha: But I like you too, bae. <3
Bruce: <3
-Natasha has left the chat-
Bruce: Where's the drunken bird?
Steve: I think he fell out a window...
Bruce: Ouch.
Steve: At least he managed to enjoy my party for a while.
Bruce: Wait. This was YOUR party?!
Steve: Um...
Bruce: STEVE!
Steve: There is a distinct 62% chance that it is my party.
Bruce: ...
Steve: Or a SLIGHT, VERY SLIGHT, 100% chance that it's my party.
Bruce: Tony's hiding in a cupboard and Pepper is feeding him saltine crackers through a mail slot he installed.
Steve: Sorry???
Bruce: Oh my God.
Steve: Heheheh. Whoops.
Bruce: GAH
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