HEWO MA PEOPLE.

I wanted to do this, mainly Clint and Tony doing stupid things, and occasionally Tony doing stupid things with Bruce. Like stranding their teammates in some really remote places. Or going into people's offices. Or inventing things they don't know how to work...I'm getting carried away! Gosh! In the comments you can suggest things, and feel free to do so.

PEACE OUT MA FANS

Nick Feathery

Tony crawled through the hot air vent behind Clint, who was very far ahead. Tony could hardly breathe, and kept bumping into the walls of the vent; making Clint turn around and shush him while Tony pathetically rubbed his head. They both had bottles of gorilla glue and bags of feathers strapped to their backs, like commandos on a secret mission. Technically it was supposed to be a secret mission; but the noise Tony was making didn't help the fact much.

"Are we there yet?" Tony whined, bumping his head for the seventh time.

"I think." Clint answered, earning a glare.

"You don't even know where his office is!?" Tony whispered loudly as he hit his shoulder on the wall.

"Um... no..." Clint answered, peering through the nearest vent.

Clint kept crawling, Tony rubbing his sore head. After a lot of clattering and complaining; Clint pried open a vent and slipped easily out. Tony groaned, grazing his back on the ridge of the grill and doing a faceplant on the floor. The vent was about two feet in the air, which Tony had misjudged. Clint burst into a silent laughter.

"Not funny." Tony growled.

Clint stopped laughing, but still giggled silently. They both looked around the room; which wasn't as big as they had expected. On the far wall was a desk, covered with papers, a computer barely audible under the stacks of reports and files. There was a small window on another wall, two fold out chairs in the middle of the room. On the wall was a picture of himself, which they found ironic.

"Hey Clint." Tony said, ushering him over.

Tony proudly picked up a bottle of lotion, an evil grin on his face. Clint shrugged, and continued to search the room. Tony emptied the bottle of lotion into a nearby trash can, refilling it with it with the glue. Clint found a small closet, and opened it to find coats. Lots and lots of Nick Fury's coats. Clint quickly stuffed the sleeves full of feathers, as well as a pair of boots he found by the desk. No sooner than they finished they heard footsteps outside the door, and quickly escaped into the vents.

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"RRRRRAAAAAAHHHGGG!"

An angry yell echoed through the Helicarrier. Agents rushed to Nick Fury's office, only to find the door was locked. One of them quickly kicked down the door to see a pair of feet escaping into the vent and a very feathery Nick Fury.

"BRING ME STARK AND BARTON!" Nick bellowed, but was only answered by a chorus of laughter.