We on a boat! || Avengers · Y/n story by @theogqueenie

The Miami sun is already doing its level best to cook everyone alive, but no one in the Avengers' group seems to care. The port is a mess of honking taxis, wheeling suitcases, and families shouting over each other in at least four languages. The ship looms above it all—a gleaming white monster of a cruise liner, all stacked decks and rows of balconies, with GOLDEN ODYSSEY painted across the bow in looping gold script.

Tony Stark

I still can't believe you fell for a timeshare pitch. shoving his sunglasses up his nose, already eyeing the ship like he's calculating the square footage You're a god. A literal god.

Thor

It was a very compelling presentation. beaming, he gestures grandly at the ship And now we have a condo in San Diego AND a cruise. I fail to see the problem.

Steve Rogers

The problem is you now own a timeshare. but he's smiling, shaking his head as he adjusts the strap of his duffel bag

Natasha Romanoff

Give him a break. At least it's not another alien invasion. deadpans, reaching for her own sunglasses

A porter in a crisp white uniform is already loading luggage onto a cart, barely concealing his double-take at the group. It's not every day you see Earth's Mightiest Heroes filing onto a vacation cruise with flip-flops and oversized beach bags.

Clint Barton

Remind me again why we're doing this instead of just renting a yacht.

Tony Stark

Because a yacht doesn't come with unlimited shrimp cocktail and a midnight chocolate buffet. Priorities, Barton.

Kate Bishop

grinning, already bouncing on the balls of her feet with a backpack slung over one shoulder Wait, unlimited shrimp cocktail? I'm eating my body weight in seafood.

Pietro Maximoff

You'll be sick by day two. smirking, arms crossed

Kate Bishop

Worth it.

The line shuffles forward. A crew member in a white polo and navy shorts is checking boarding passes up ahead, his smile stretched a little too wide for the heat. Loki stands slightly apart from the group, eyeing the ship with an expression that could be amusement or skepticism. Hard to tell with him. Vision hovers politely near the back with Wanda, his usual composed self, while Peter keeps snapping photos of the ship like it's a science exhibit. Rhodey is already complaining about the humidity under his breath.

Sam Wilson

clapping a hand on Thor's shoulder All right, big guy. Lead the way. You're the reason we're all standing here sweating.

And so the Avengers start up the gangplank, one after another, into the cool, air-conditioned mouth of the Golden Odyssey.