It was just another day on the S.H.E.I.L.D. helicarrier, with everyone's favourite hero's having a lazy day just hanging around. Everyone was content, happily going about their business until Clint spoke up.
"Hey guys, why don't we play a game of dodgeball?" He asked.
"Dodgeball?" Tony said critically.
"Yeah, just no powers!" He said, dropping his bow and quiver on the table. Most of them were already in street attire, but Steve put away his shield, Natasha put her guns and gadgets on the table, and Thor safely stored his hammer before they all converged in the gym.
"Alright! You guys know the basic rules, but here's one more..." he paused for dramatic effect, "EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!" He yelled, picking up a dodgeball and throwing it at Bruce, who just barely avoided it. "OR WOMAN!" He added.
"THANK YOU!" Natasha yelled, throwing the rubber balls as well. Soon the gym was full of playful screaming and battle cries until Clint made the fatal error. A smacking sound echoed across the gym as everyone fell silent, their eyes bouncing from a mortified Clint to a knocked down Natasha, a red spot already forming on her cheek.
"Dude..." Steve hissed. She stood up and the other quickly stepped away from Clint, who had broken out in a nervous sweat.
"Oh you're going to get it now bird boy."
"Clint!" Tony yelled up into the rafters.
"She's gone now! You can come down!" Steve yelled too.
"Yes, there is no need to fear brother Hawk, the Widow has retired to her room of bed!" Thor put in.
"So, yeah, she's gone!" Tony yelled again.
"No she's not!" A panicked voice yelled back, "she's just watching!" Bruce sighed.
"I'll get the ladder."
This was based off a Tumbler post I saw on Pintrest. Whoever thought this up is my hero. Hope you enjoyed Natasha kicking some major butt!
Have a nice day! B-)