This story is really fun and much easier to write, so I'm probably gonna update this more often than "W.Y.D.W.M.T."

And after re-reading Chapter's 1 and 2, I realized that it might be kinda confusing. So Clint and Tony go back into the elevator, and up to Steve's floor. The door to his floor is unlocked, but the door to his bedroom is locked. Sorry if that was confusing :'(

Enjoy this chapter!


"OW SHIT!" Cursed Tony as he, yet again, bashed his head into the metal of the air vent. He rubbed his head, annoyed at Clint. "How much longer is it?!" Tony whined. His knees ached. His head ached. His back ached. He probably would knock Clint unconscious and get out of the stupid vents in about a minute.

"Shh," was Clint's only response. "Just a bit longer," he whispered. Oh come on, it had only been 4 freakin minutes in the vents! He was such a baby...

As they past by another vent, Clint peered through the cover. Aha, showtime he thought. Putting up a hand to stop the loud inventor, Clint gently pushed the cover of the vent outward, and caught it before it fall. He gave the equipment to Tony, and stuck his feet out the opening. Jumping through, but landing without a sound, Clint turned to look up at Tony.

"Now pass me the stuff," Clint whispered. Reaching out his arms, Clint caught the equipment and set it down on the floor.

"Um, how do I get down now?" Tony asked. He peered through the opening. It seemed like a long drop.

Clint closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You JUMP you idiot!" He yelled as quietly as he could. "How else would you get down?"

"I dunno! Will you catch me when I jump?" Tony pleaded. "I don't want to hurt myself."

"Um, hell no. You want me to catch you?"

"Yes! Then I won't make such a loud thump when I fall," bribed Tony. He didn't care about making loud noises, but if that would make Clint agree to catch him, then that's what he would say.

Clint sighed. Next time we are at SHIELD, I am going to lock Tony into the gym and force him to learn to be quiet and patient! "Fine," Clint muttered. Awkwardly holding out his arms, Clint waited.

Breathing in deeply, Tony stuck his feet out through the hole. He braced his arms against the edge of the vent, and pushed himself down and out of the vent.

Waiting with the patience of a sniper, Clint stood there with his arms out.

"AHHHHHHH!" Tony shouted quietly as he flew out of the vent in the ceiling, completely missing Clint's arms.

THUMP!

Tony landed face first into the carpet, several feet away from where Clint was standing. Clint looked over, not surprised that Tony managed to not drop straight out of the vent, but in a completely different direction.

He facepalmed. Again.

Walking over to where Tony laid, Clint pulled him up by the collar of his t-shirt. "Help me find it," Clint urged. "We don't have much time!"

Both men stood up, and looked around the freakishly neat bedroom. The walls were painted white, and the huge comforter on the bed was red, white and blue striped.

They hurried over to the closet and started to search for it. Finally, Tony brushed aside some clothes and found the red, white, and blue shield. "Here," Tony pointed. Clint grabbed the edge of the shield and began to pull it out. Grunting, Clint moved it, barely.

"A little help here?" Clint nudged Tony who began to assist in pulling the heavy shield out.

"Alright, hurry up and start painting!" Tony rubbed his hands gleefully. Grabbing a paint brush out of the bag, he dipped it in a random bucket of paint and started splattering it on the shield.

Clint joined in, and together, they made a ginormous mess of Steve's shield. The paint quickly dried, and during that time, Tony got an idea. He took a smaller paintbrush and dipped it in the white paint, a color that would show up against the rest of the paint. Then, he wrote I LUV FURY in huge letters.

"Awesome!" Clint smirked. "Now let's leave before he gets back."

Since the door wasn't locked from the inside, they put the decorated shield back in the closet. Cleaning up the brushes, they slipped out the door, remembering to lock it from the inside.

They rushed back into the elevator, and went to the common room where they stashed the paint in a random cabinet.

"He'll never know what hit him!" Tony laughed.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

Two hours later

"TONNNNYYYYYY! CLIIIIIIIIINNNNTTT!"