It was midnight and most of the Avengers were asleep in the headquarters, getting some beauty sleep. Unluckily for those Avengers, all good things must come to an end.

An alarm started blaring through the building. Everyone in the immediately awoke from their slumber and got into gear.

Tony fell off his chair from the sudden sound. Once again he had fallen asleep while working on one of his projects, so he wasn't fully aware of what was happening. All he knew is that he needed to put on his suit and follow everyone else.

Without thinking, Clint rolled off the bed he was on. He got us as fast as he could and put on a coat. As he ran out the door, he got a hold of his bow and arrows.

While she was running he bumped into Tony. Not caring at the moment he just quickly got up and ran towards the danger. Meanwhile, a slightly angered Tony chased after him.

"Hey wait up, Legolas!"

Clint sighed as his footsteps were gradually slowing down. "It's the middle of the night, couldn't these people wait until morning."

"I agree, it feels as if I haven't slept in days," Tony suddenly said. He slightly startled Clint since he didn't see him, but recovered rather quickly.

"Because you haven't. Maybe if you stop trying to upgrade your suit every second you'd actually have time to sleep."

"Shush, we're here," Tony whispered while slowing down and peaking in the room.

Meanwhile, Clint just barged in just wanting to get this over with. Tony sighed and followed him from behind.

Natasha was already waiting in the large room with her hands on her hips. She snickered when taking notice of her friend still in pajamas.

Steve sighed looking down at the stopwatch in his hand. "If this was a real red alert, the enemy would have already infiltrated must of the building by now."

"You guys need to pick up the pace," Nat added with her arms crossed, "and try not to look like a mess that just got out of bed."

"But that's exactly what happened," Clint whined.

She shrugged, "Not my problem"

As the two were having a mini argument, Thor's hammer flew out of a wall with him right behind it. He landed on the ground and looked around with confusion present on his face. There was no villain so why did the alarm ring? He wondered if it was Natasha's turn to cook dinner.

Bruce peeked inside the room to see what was going on. He sighed upon only seeing that his friends/coworkers were there. Still, he didn't enter the room just in case it may be a trick or a trap.

"Alright well, can we all just go back to bed then? I need my beauty sleep." Clint stretched his arms and placed his hands behind his head.

"What happened?" Asked Thor with a tilt of his head.

"It was just a drill that everyone except Natasha failed," Steve replied, disappointed in the team.

Tony put his hands on his hips. "Maybe if it wasn't in the middle of the night we would be ready."

Steve rubbed his temples "That's the whole point of this…"

"Screw this I'm heading back," Clint said as he left the room.

The others disassembled since they believed they weren't needed anymore. Steve was left behind, shaking his head as they left.


A/N: Sorry for the short one shot and not updating. It's just that I'm not getting any inspiration for this anymore. I'll still update, but it'll possibly be a while until I do.