a/n: Hello, my loves! I DO, in fact, realize that these are EXTREMELY overdone, however, how could I resist? This certainly isn't the best rule I have in store! For further clarification on my OC, Scarlette, you might want to read Love Is Child's Play. Thanks for reading blah blah blah, oh and if you're a new reader, welcome to my world... I hope you took all your meds this morning ;)

Rule One: The game "Find The Nest." has been officially banned.

"SCAAAAAAAR" Tony shouted, running in to the gym where I was currently trying to take down Captain America.

"Kinda busy, Tony." I said, holding Cap in a headlock, while he struggled to get away.

"I need heeeelp." He whined.

"With what, Tony?" I asked, flipping Steve onto the mat, and climbing out of the ring.

"Uh... Science." Tony said.

"Hey, I'm not done with you!" Steve said from the ground.

"Duty calls." I said grabbing my shoes and heading out the door.

"I need help finding the nest." Tony said.

"As in Clint's nest?" I asked him, walking towards the lab.

"Yes."

"That doesn't sound like science." I said sarcastically.

"Please. Just help me out." Tony pleaded.

"I don't even want to know why you need to find him, but if I do, perhaps, know where this "nest" is, what's in it for me?"

"I'll buy you something shiny and expensive." Tony said.

"Deal." I said. Wait here.

I ran off to where the Nest was.

"Ey, Rapunzel. Let down your hair!" I said, from under an air duct.

Clint tossed me a rope, and I climbed up.

"Tony wants to find the nest. Prepare to take him out." I said.

"You're going to show him?" Clint asked.

"We've gone over this before. Hit him where it hurts, and he won't try to find your nest."

"Fine." Clint grumbled.

I went back to Tony.

"This way." I said, showing him to the fake nest Clint and I had set up for this occasion.

"Climb your way up, and he's all yours." I said.

"How do you get up here?" Tony said trying to climb the wall, but slipping.

I shrugged, and watched him fail.

"Gotcha!" Clint shouted, out of nowhere, and shot an arrow at Tony.

For the first time, Clint missed.

"Really, Clint. The amazing Hawkeye, with the never failing aim?" I asked, wrapping my thigh in a thick bandage.

"I'm sorry." He said for the ten-billionth time.

"Try harder next time." I said giving him a glare.

Next Rule: Clint, Natasha, and Scarlette must speak in English at all meetings.

Thanks for reading and I'll see you next time!

-Kitty