AN: so… I've been away for a bit… Hehe. Sorry. I have no excuse, um. Yeah. Thanks to all you guys who reviewed and all that jazz, y'all have no idea how much it means. But enough with this mushy stuff, on with the show.

"Percy," Clint's voice sounded out, "you suck." the glare sent towards the demigod promised pain. Clint ran his hands through soaking wet hair, puddles of water forming around his feet.

Percy stood there, amusement covering sharp facial features. "Clint," Percy said, "you started this prank war," here, the demigod smirked, "I just finished it."

Clint stood, drenched in water, eyes silently promising Percy pain. "This is so not over, Percy." Clint growled out. With that Clint attempted to spin around but ended up slipping on the pool of water surrounding his feet.

Percy stood there and crackled, Clint's attempt at storming off failing miserably. Clint quickly stood up, glaring at the laughing man. "Fuck you, Percy." Clint swore, pushing past the demigod.

Glancing around him, Clint noticed the random SHEILD agents staring at him, looking away as they were noticed. As Clint walked down the hallway, he would give a lethal stare towards people looking at him.

As he turned a corner, Clint heard the sound of laughter behind him. Clint stopped quickly, spinning around and going towards the laughter. The agents who were laughing didn't notice him, mocking the way he fell.

Stalking up behind the agents, Clint's face was a stone mask, not a single emotion leaking out. As Clint got closer, he started making noise, letting his prey notice his presence.

Hearing Clint's footsteps, the agents mocking his fall fell quiet, knowing the danger they were in. The agents spun around, the agent closest to Clint coming nose to nose with him. Startled, the agent jumped back, crashing into his friend.

"H-hey, Agent Barton." the agent stammered, voice dripping with fear. Clint heard the fear in the agent's voice, making him give a devilish grin and take a step forward. With that single step forward, the agents flinched, turning tail and running. Clint watched them go, watching them slip in the puddle of water that he himself slipped in.

"You, Clint, are so mean to the newbies." Percy deep baritone sounded out from behind, causing Clint to spin around, this time not tripping. Percy stood there, sea-green eyes churning with emotion. Clint quickly saw tears building up in Percy's eyes, making the archer pull his adopted brother into a tight hug.

"Yeah," Clint spoke into Percy's shoulders, "but I couldn't let them get away with laughing at me." Clint gave one more tight squeeze before releasing Percy. Clint looked into Percy's eyes, making sure the demigod felt better.

Percy felt the punch before he saw it. Clint's right hook glanced off of the demigods nose, breaking it cleanly. Quickly, Percy tried to stop the bleeding, praying to to anybody that Natasha didn't show up then. The sounds of heels against concrete dashed that hope.

"What the fuck-Percy are you bleeding?" Nats voice holding a tinge of care. The Russian assassin quickly asked what happened. Clint told her, and at the mentioning of the agents, knew that they would be quitting come morning.

"So you mean to tell me that you tripped, heard agents laughing at you, and decided that you'd scare them off?" Nat knew the answer, the smug smile on both of her boys faces giving it away. Shaking her head, Nat took her boys by the arm, pulling them in the direction of their quarters.

"Can we get my nose fixed up?" Percy asked, blood still pouring out of his nose. Looking at how Percy had his head tilted back, Clint and Nat both laughed, pulling the demigod into a hug.

"Yes," Clint told Percy, "we'll get you fixed up, you big baby." the archer teased the man he saw as a brother, knowing that the woman he saw as a sister enjoyed their bickering.

AN: alright, I'm sorry this took so long. You know how it goes, no motivation, school starting up. But whatever it's here now, and hope you enjoy. Please, if you enjoy review. I enjoy reading the review thingys.