NOTE: This is humor, pure and simple. I hope it makes you laugh so hard you puke. If you don't puke, tell me so I can make it funnier. Pepper/Tony, Clint/Natasha, Thor/Jane.
Clint snickered as he crept down the hall armed with purple paint and glue. Normally he would have worried about the security around Tony's room, but he had pleaded with JARVIS to turn off the alarms. The AI had agreed instantly, informing him that Tony had never been pranked. And, well, he didn't REALLY need that title, did he?
Clint snuck into the room and started with the glue. And a chicken. Then he moved on to the paint. Boy, was Tony in for a surprise when he woke up!
~~9 HOURS LATER~~
When Tony woke up, his arms wouldn't move. A whiny SCUACK! from the general vicinity of his forehead suggested he was not alone in that.
After about half an hour, he finally managed to pry himself out of the bed. With his head separated from the pillow (but not the chicken) he surveyed the room and wished he was asleep again.
Everything was purple.
And all of that stuff had been awfully expensive.
He was purple too. And there was a chicken on his head.
Damn you, Barton.
Soooo, how'd you like it? Next chapter will have the beginning of the prank war! All of the chapters will be really short, with just one or two pranks, but I'll get them up fast.