[Natasha's POV]

"Hey, wake up. Tony, wake up." Bruce tries everything, from yelling in Tony's ears to shaking him but no use.

"Ugh, you're so bad, Bruce. Get aside and let me try." I say, then get a cup of water, slap in his face with a bunch of water. "Wake up you motherf*cking slothhh."

"She is so violent."

"What did you said, Pepper?" I snap back at a small voice from who said that I'm violent.

"Why are you guys so annoying?"

"Oh you finally wake up," I say, with a sarcastic tone, "How can you even sleep on the floor?" 

"Are you okay, buddy? You look pale." Bruce worryingly says.

"I'm okay, just a bit headache and thirsty," Tony replies.

"I will get some water," Pepper says quickly, then rushes to the kitchen.

"Those water I used to wake you up wasn't enough, hey? Now tell me, what happened?"

"Geez, you just like my mom. I'm just a bit tired." Tony quickly answer, sound a bit exhausted, but he seems fine.

"Are you sure you just a bit tired? Who make you tired?"

"Hey hey, that's enough. He is fine now" Stephen cuts in, " And Tony, you should change your clothes. Aren't you feel hot in that sweater for the whole day?" 

" Yeah, you are right, I should change it." Then he runs upstairs without saying anything.

"Hey Tony, here is... Uh, where is he?" Pepper innocently asks. She is holding a glass of water on her hands.

"What's took you so long, Pepper?" Bruce disappointingly shakes his head and then looks at Pepper. 

"Can you guys believe that I just heard a man voice in the kitchen?" Pepper says.

"Poor little girl. She must be crazy because of Tony." I mumble.

"Pardon? I didn't hear that, Nat." Pepper looks at me, still that innocent look.

"Nothing. Keep that for the Scary Stories time. Now let prepare for our party." I ignore her question, wrap one of my arm around her shoulders, then lead her to the stuff that we prepare for our party in the living room.

"Are you guys stay overnight at my house?" A familiar voice suddenly appear. A brown hair guy in a thin, plain grey hoodie and sweat pants, walking downstairs.

"Finally, King of the Parties has showed up." Bruce proudly announces, the neighbor probably can hear him yelling. "Shut up, Bruce. You will wake up our neighbor." Stephen says.

"Where the hell did you get 'our neighbor' when this mansion and the yard is bigger than Kim K b00bs?"Bruce sarcastically says, then all of us laugh at it.

"Okay okay, we all got our sleeping bag, snacks," Bruce says, and shaking some bags of chip "And drinks." Then he gets out a big bottle of wine that he hides in his hoodie's big pocket in front of his belly. 

"Is that from my wine storage?" Tony smirks.

"Well, where else do you think I get this when we are all not even at legal age to drink alcohol?" Bruce smirks." Beside, you have tons of wine down there."

 "Come next to Pepper, we have prepared a sleeping bag for you."

"Okay, thanks." Tony rolls his eyes. I guess he knows that we purposely set up him with Pepper. I know they would be a great couple, because duh, who in this world doesn't know they are in love with each other. But they haven't admit their feelings to the other, that why me, and Bruce, and Stephen are trying to help them. Imagine if they are a couple, they would be so happy together, and I... I would be...

"Hey Nat. Natasha Romanoff, where did you your brain?" Bruce asks.

"Huh, what did I missed? Where are we?" I get back my consciousness, asking everyone around.

"Stephen is reading your Tarot cards, Nat." Tony answers.

"Okay, Nat, I can see your love life in the future will be..." Stephen says.

"Ugh, who care about my future? I just let it be." I says, stubbornly.

"Are you sure you don't want to hear it, Nat?" Stephen asks, looking at me, worryingly.

" No... I... I don't" I try to ignore that look, answer him stammeringly. "Can we play some game? Like some scary shit." I ask, trying to change subject.

"Okay, I have something for y'all," Stephen says, while gathering all his Tarot cards and put it aside. "Jarvis, turn all the light off for me, please."

"Alright, Mr. Strange." The old butler replies, then all the light disappear.

"There is no precious information about a horror ritual called," Stephen continues, while light up some candles in front of him. The light from the candles is enough for us to see Stephen's serious face, and so are us. "Black Helen"

"Why you are so scary in all of the sudden, Stephen?" Bruce nervously asks.

"Hey, are you serious?" Tony says.

"Nat, I'm scared." Pepper frighteningly says.

"But why you guys are all wrapping around me?" I angrily says, because they are all lean to me and it's hot like hell.

"Aren't you scared, Nat?" Bruce asks, then Tony, Pep and him all look at me.

"No, why do I have to scared?" I bravely answer.

"Okay, now back to my story. This ritual originally come from Yorkshire, UK. Or more specific, it came from a school there. I don't know if it an urban legend or not, because I just known that the school is the only place that the ritual has been done, ONCE, and ONLY at that school." Stephen says. 

"So what do you mean by you don't know if that an urban legend or not?" Tony asks. 

"I mean, the students who have done that at that school seem like the only one did that ritual, so I don't know if anyone else know that, or the ritual really work, or is there anyone still... You know, alive." Stephen says, his face is so fucking calm. 

"Okay I'm in."

"Are you fucked in the head, Bruce?" I says, can't believe what I just heard.

"Me too. This sound fun." Tony joins.

"I'm with him." Pepper says, stably, although she just been scared by Stephen's story a few minutes ago.

Ugh, this innocent b*tch's eyes is literally blind because of love. And that creepy smirk on Stephen's face make everything so weird. What should I do now?