A/N: This was inspired by the events that happened at our valentine dance my school recently held. Well, part of it was. Sorry for my abnormal posting schedule. I have really bad Wi-Fi at my house so the only time I really get to post is at school and it's pretty hard.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything except the ideas that run through my mind like a streaker at football games.
Crown
"I don't like this Clint." Natasha said quietly, pulling at the emerald green form-fitting dress she was wearing.
"Why?" Clint asked, velcroing the corsage on her small wrist, because she didn't trust him with a pin.
"Did you see Pepper's dress?" She asked. "It's so poufy and pretty and big. And I have such a boring one."
"I think it's beautiful Tasha." Clint said. "I mean, everything on you is beautiful."
"Clint, stop trying to suck it up." Natasha whined. "I'm gonna be the loser that has the small dress."
"It's going to be just fine. You're beautiful enough. A big, poufy dress would swallow you whole and you know that. You're too small for that." Clint said. "Besides, you had to get that dress altered."
"I know…" She groaned. "Because my boobs are fucking huge and so we had to get a dress three sizes too big to fit them and then alter every other damn part of it."
"Natasha!" She turned and whimpered slightly as she saw Pepper step out of the limo in her big poufy pink dress.
"Hey…" Natasha said quietly, watching as Tony gripped the back of the dress, attempting to keep it from dragging the ground.
"You look so pretty." Pepper said as Jane, Betty and Peggy all climbed out of the limo, all of them in large poufy dresses like Pepper. Jane had on a red one, Betty, a deep purple and Peggy had a navy blue.
"Thanks." Natasha said. "You do too."
Thor, Steve and Bruce all climbed out of the limo behind the girls. "Don't you guys look dapper?" Natasha called as the boys all got in a small huddle, whispering about something.
"Thanks, I know I do." Tony smirked at her.
Natasha rolled her eyes and started rubbing her arms as the cool wind nipped at her. She just wanted the dance to be over with.
"Are you guys ready?" Happy Hogan, Tony's personal driver, asked as Steve attempted to pin Clint's flower to his tux.
"Almost." Steve said, laughing slightly as Clint winced as the pin stabbed him.
"Abusive!" Clint called, causing Natasha to laugh.
"Stop whining!" Natasha said through a laugh.
The boys all parted from their huddle and went to their dates. "Just one picture." Pepper said pointing at Happy.
Natasha inwardly groaned, looking over at Clint. She rolled her eyes but clutched onto him. Mostly because she was cold.
"Natasha, please just smile." Pepper begged. "Not a fake one that you always do in pictures."
Natasha glared over at her but smiled slightly, causing Clint to pinch her. "What?"
"Be nice Tasha." He said, nudging her.
She groaned slightly, looking towards the camera, a small smile on her face.
"Okay. You guys are good." Happy said.
"Back to the limo!" Thor called, causing everyone to laugh.
Natasha stayed in the back, eyes darting back and forth between everyone else. "Do we have to get in the limo?"
"Come on." Clint said, nudging her forward. He held the door for her as she tripped over all the poof of the girls' dresses and landed in Tony's lap.
"I know I'm hot, but I have a date and so do you." Tony said as she pushed away from him, rolling to the only spot left in the limo.
Clint climbed in next to her, successfully not falling into Tony's lap. "Smooth."
"Shut up." She pushed him playfully.
Natasha stayed towards the back of the dance floor, not wanting to bring that much attention to her.
"Hey babe." Clint bumped her slightly. He wrapped his arm around her.
She smiled up at him, leaning into him. "Hey." She said quietly. "When are they supposed to announce the winners?"
"In abou-" He was interrupted as Coulson, the senior principal, came on stage. "If the court will please come to their positions."
"Right now." Clint said. "My lady." He offered her his arm.
She grabbed ahold of it and got by his side as he led them to the line of couples.
"Natasha Romanoff and Clinton Barton." Coulson called as they walked up the stairs to the stage.
Natasha bumped against the rest of the girls' large dresses. "Dear lord." She muttered under hear breath. "This is ridiculous."
He kissed her head as they stood as still as they could as Tony and Pepper came on stage.
"Up next are Mr. and Ms. SHS, Steve Rogers and Maria Hill, who will be awarding the winners." Coulson said as Steve and Maria walked onto the stage.
"I still don't understand how that bitch won." Natasha said, causing Clint to bust out laughing.
"Drumroll please." Coulson said, causing Clint to laugh even more. "The Homecoming King is…. Anthony Stark."
"It's gonna be Pepper." She said as Steve put the sash over Tony, stabbing him with the pin.
"And the Homecoming Queen is…." Coulson looked at the paper. "Natasha Romanoff."
"What?" Natasha asked quietly, looking up at Clint.
"Go." He pushed her forward some, letting go of her hand.
Tony grabbed Natasha's hand and helped her into the chair as Maria handed her the flowers. Steve placed the crown on her red curls. "Congrats Tasha." He said as he pinned the sash on her emerald green dress.
"Thanks." Natasha said quietly, clutching to the chair, her nails digging into the cushioned arms as Pepper moved over to Clint, and clutched his arm.
"Now, the court will dance for the first time." Coulson said as a picture was snapped of Tony and Natasha.
She grabbed his hand and they walked down the steps. She looked back at the stage where Clint and Pepper were getting their pictures made.
"You okay?" Tony asked as he placed his hands on her hips, not wanting to put his hands too low on her.
She nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck, seeing a flash next to them, guessing it was someone taking their picture for the yearbook.
Clint and Pepper came down next to them and Natasha looked over at Clint, a small smile on her face. Someone took a picture of them.
Tony looked over at Clint and nodded. He grabbed Natasha's hand and twirled her out before pulling her back in. "Getting fancy are we?" Natasha asked, looking up at Tony.
Love don't run. Love don't hide. It won't turn away or back down from a fight. Baby I'm right here. And I ain't going anywhere. Love's too tough; it won't give up, no not on us. Baby love don't run.
"Of course they play this song." She muttered under her breath.
Tony spun her out again, this time letting go of her hand. "What?" She asked quietly as she landed in someone else's arms.
She looked up and saw Clint smiling down at her. He placed his hands on her hips and brought her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his chest.
"They're playing this song out on purpose aren't they?" She asked, looking up at his steel blue eyes with her big green ones.
"You caught me." Clint shrugged, kissing her forehead. "It's our song."
"I know it is." She said quietly.
"Do you know I love you?" He asked.
"I know you do." Natasha said. "And I you."
"That's a funny phrase." Clint said laughing.
"You're such a damn goober." She said. She noticed the look she was getting from Coulson. "We might need to switch back."
Clint spun her out and she landed it Tony's arms. "You happy now?"
She smiled up at him and wrapped her arms back around his neck. "Very."
He started laughing and she looked up. "What?"
"Where's your crown Little Red?" Tony asked.
"It's on my head." Natasha said, eyebrow quirked.
"Really?" Tony asked. "Did you make it invisible?"
She placed her hand on the top of her head and felt nothing but her hair. "What the hell?"
Tony pointed and Natasha looked where he was pointing. The crown was on top of Clint's head and he was acting like it was nothing. "Are you sure he's straight?"
"I'm pretty sure." She said, barely audible through her laughter.
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