Take two. This one is more humorous, but it's once again a challenge fanfic. I promise that I will write my own story that was not from a challenge... just at the moment these challenges are too much for me to resist. Be warned, this is an AU fic, and I mean serious AU. Probably some OOC too. Yeah... To set the scene, they are at the Strucker residence.

The challenge: use a prop. My prop? Black Marker. The character I have to use? Baron Strucker. Hopefully this fits the criteria.

I own nothing. Seriously. Nothing.

"We're going to get in trouble."

"Shh. He won't know."

"He will once he looks in the mirror."

"Yes, but he won't know we did it if you just stay quiet."

"We? What's with this we? This is all you!"

"I don't see you stopping me."

Natasha huffed as she crossed her arms, glaring at George Tarleton who grinned and went back to business. The twelve-year-old stood on her tip-toes and looked over the shorter boy's shoulder, staring at his 'work of art'. Wolfgang von Strucker, who wanted to be called Baron rather than Wolfgang von, was peacefully asleep while George went about using the black Sharpie on his face (Baron was a natural bald child, leaving an open "canvas" for George to draw on). Natasha bit her bottom lip and said once again,

"He's going to be really mad."

"So?"

"And you know his big brother will come after you for this," Natasha said, trying to use the threat of Johann Schmidt, Baron's half-brother, to stop George from his drawing.

"I'm prepared," George replied flippantly.

Natasha sighed and then watched in horror as the little Sharpie wrote 'Love you lots Natasha'.

"I'm going to strangle you George!" Natasha seethed, beating the brainiac on the head.

"Owh!" George retaliated.

The sound of Natasha's and George's voice woke up Baron, who blinked up at them.

"What are you..." he stopped mid-sentence when he saw the Sharpie in George's hand. Almost immediately his other hand went to his head to see if there was anything amiss. "You little weasel!"

"See ya!" George said, quickly running off while dropping the marker to the ground.

"Why that little-! What did he do!" Baron questioned in his thick accent, turning to furiously glare at Natasha.

Natasha held up a mirror, allowing Baron to take a glimpse at himself while conveniently missing the lie George wrote on his head. Baron's face went red with anger.

"I'll strangle him!" Baron shouted in anger.

"Or we can cause some damage with this," Natasha offered, holding up the forgotten Sharpie.

Baron stared at the utensil with interest before an evil grin spread across his face as he took the Sharpie from her hand and grinned at it.

Revenge will be oh so sweet.

Hm... I hope this one was enjoyable for all of you, and met the challenge requirements. I did enjoy writing it. This was an AU in which the three characters knew each other. They are at Baron's house and they are in their teen years.

Natasha = Black Widow
George = MODOC
Wolfgang von Strucker = Baron Strucker
Johann Schmidt = Red Skull