Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers :(:(:(
Author's Note: Finally Tony has his birthday party, what could go wrong?
It was two weeks later and practically everyone from their classes had been invited to Tony's fourteenth birthday party, he loved to show off. His dad had let him throw the party at their house and it helped that it was huge, and had an outdoor pool.
Clint was finally back at school, but still told to take it easy, Natasha hadn't left his side. He smiled at that, the two of them were officially dating now, and he couldn't believe how happy he was. Every time she smiled at him, or took his hand when walking down the school corridors, he grinned like an idiot.
She said it was cute.
So here he was getting ready for the party, Tony had said to bring an extra pair of clothes. He wasn't sure what to make of that. He pulled on his nice jeans, the expensive ones he only wore for special occasions. Phil had almost had a heart attack when he saw the price, Clint had simply shrugged, they were Firetrap. Grabbing his black short-sleeved shirt, he pulled it on and was fastening the buttons when Phil knocked on the door.
"You can come in dad." Clint smiled as the man poked his head in first.
"Just making sure you were decent, I know how long it takes you to get ready you know." He leaned against the drawers next to the door. "So you going to be okay?"
Clint faced Phil and smirked. "Yes dad, I'll be fine. All the guys will be there."
Phil nodded. "And Natasha….?" He laughed when Clint's face went scarlet as it usually did when someone mentioned his girlfriend.
Clint knew he was just saying it to get a reaction. "Yes…she will be there too. And no we won't be doing the hanky panky."
It was Clint's turn to laugh when Phil's face went red. "Uhh..yeah…good."
"Relax dad, we're so not anywhere close to that yet." Clint informed him.
"I should hope not. You know I trust you Clint, I just don't want you getting caught up in a moment, and making a mistake. Not at thirteen." He pleaded with the teenager.
Clint just nodded. "I promise. We like each other dad, have for a long time. We're just seeing how things go. You know?"
Phil smiled and pulled Clint close. "I know….just be careful, alright?"
"Yes mum…" He laughed and jumped back from Phil as he went to grab him. Phil cornered him at the bed.
He couldn't stop laughing as Phil chose his most sensitive spot and started tickling him. "Dad…no…..stop….please..!" Phil stood up with a satisfied smirk. "That'll teach you."
Clint sat up, chest heaving as he tried to control his breathing. "That so wasn't funny."
Phil frowned. "Really? I thought it was." He headed to the door. "What time is Tony picking you up?"
Clint checked his watch. "In about an hour. Tasha is going to meet me here, and Tony's got a limo to come pick all of us up."
Phil just shook his head. There was no hope for that boy.
Phil knew Howard Stark from working at SHIELD, they hadn't really talked much though, not because they didn't get on it was just that SHIELD was huge and you didn't always get to see everyone. Howard was usually inventing things in a lab anyway.
He was half way down stairs when the door went. Phil opened it and smiled at Natasha. "Come on in Natasha."
The girl smiled back and brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"Hi Phil, where is he?" She asked politely.
He nodded towards Clint's room. "He's just about ready."
Natasha smiled and shook her head at the length of time it took him to get ready. He was worse than her. Phil's knowing look said he was thinking the same.
"I'm ready.." Came the voice from the top of the stairs. He walked down the first few steps and froze when he caught sight of her. She was wearing a black dress that flowed down to her ankles, it had a slit up one side that stopped just at the knee, and one strap that went over her left shoulder. Her red hair had been cut, not too short but sitting just at shoulder length.
He walked over to her and touched her hair smiling. "I like it…." She scoffed. "Well as long as you approve." He laughed hearing the sarcasm in her tone.
"You look beautiful Tasha." He placed a kiss on the back of her hand.
Phil cleared his throat, letting them know he was still there. They glanced at him and took a small step back from each other. "Do either of you want something to drink before you go?"
"Just a glass of water please Phil." Natasha asked, Phil smiled and headed to the kitchen.
It was Natasha's turn to eye up Clint. His jeans were tight and looked great on him, the shirt had two of the top buttons undone and she could see the chain she'd got him for his thirteenth birthday underneath, it was a native American arrow-head on a black surfer chain. And whatever he'd sprayed on himself, smelled amazing.
She reached out to touch the pendant. "You still have it."
He looked down at her fingers holding the arrow-head. "Of course, you gave it to me."
Natasha blushed, Clint smiled.
Phil walked back through and handed her the glass. "Thanks."
"So what time will this party finish? You want me to come pick you up, or are you getting dropped off?" Phil asked the pair.
Clint shrugged. "I'm not sure, I'll let you know though."
"So what are you going to do Phil, since you don't need to baby-sit tonight?" Natasha smirked at Clint's outraged look.
Phil laughed. "I will sit with my feet up, maybe read a little, or watch some TV."
Clint shook his head in sympathy.
They heard a horn and knew there transport had arrived. "Bye dad, see you soon."
"Bye Phil." They made their way to the door and Phil followed.
"Be good, no drugs or alcohol, no sex, no fighting…" He called from the door step, smiling at their shocked looks.
"Uhh…yeah…bye.." They climbed into the back of the Limo, Tony and Bruce were there, both laughing at their shocked expression. "Well…you heard the man…." Clint punched Tony's shoulder as he sat next to him, Natasha took the space next to Clint.
"Let's get this show on the road." Tony grinned as they headed to pick up the others.
It was almost an hour later that they finally arrived at the Stark Mansion. The chauffeur dropped them at the front door and Tony herded them all inside. Even though all of the group had been to the house many times, they always looked around in awe at the sheer size of the house and all the cool things Mr Stark had invented. There was usually always something new they discovered each time.
They headed upstairs to the third floor, where Tony's room was and one of the large games rooms, that's where the party had been set up. Tony led the way through the double doors into the room.
All the friends jaw's dropped at the sight.
It looked like another wall had been knocked through, it was even bigger than the last time they'd stayed. A large L shaped couch sat in the corner facing a huge 50inch Flat Screen TV with an Xbox set up, there was a half sized bowling alley at the far end of the room, two pool tables, a table that ran the along the left wall as they walked in the door was filled with food, a variety of snacks that all teenagers loved. A large square had been set up in the centre of the room with a DJ setting up just behind it.
The one that caught their eye was the bar to their right. They all glanced at Tony, he just shrugged. "It's not real alcohol they're serving guys. It's Shandy's and cool fruity drinks, but they kinda look alcoholic and that's all my dad was willing to go for."
The group shrugged, that was fine. They already knew Mr Stark wouldn't let them drink. Tony was wired enough without it.
Steve and Bruce headed to one of the pool tables while Natasha and Pepper went to the couch, already whispering to each other. Tony and Clint looked nervous, they knew it was probably something to do with them.
Tony nudged Clint in the arm. "There's something I want to show you."
Clint arched an eyebrow, but followed his friend. Tony took him to the far corner, where a target had been secured to the wall. Clint looked at Tony confused until Tony pulled out a recurve bow and arrows. Clint smiled at his friend and they pumped their fists. "Thanks Tony." Clint said seriously.
Tony just grinned. "Only for you my friend….only for you." Tony patted his shoulder and headed back to the girls as Clint picked up the bow and an arrow from its quiver. Clint sighed deeply as he knocked the arrow and pulled the string back to his cheek. He hadn't used his bow in over a month now and he deeply missed the feeling of freedom it gave him. He didn't have to think about anything when he fired, just the feeling of accomplishment as he hit his target.
He eyed his target and exhaled as he let the arrow fly, it hit the centre with a thwack. He grinned as he turned to see his friends watching him.
A little later Tony's dad popped in to tell Tony there were more of his friends at the door, the birthday boy grinned and headed down to get them.
"You guys get ready for a party!" He laughed as he headed down the stairs.
Clint moved to sit with the girls, Pepper smiled at him as he sat and quickly excused herself. Clint gave Natasha a look and she simply shrugged and took a sip of her red coloured drink.
"What was that about?" He asked, eyeing her drink curiously.
"We were just discussing who we thought was more handsome, you, Tony, Bruce or Steve." She replied as a matter of fact, then taking a sip of her fruity drink.
Clint arched his eye at her. "So who won?"
Natasha seemed to think about it. "Well we thought Tony looked pretty good but we both agreed you have really nice arms."
Clint flushed. "My arms….?" Natasha simply nodded. "Yeah, when you fire your bow, your muscles flex and they look really nice."
She giggled and shifted closer to him. "Your cute when your embarrassed."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am n-…" He was cut off as she leaned in and kissed him. Clint grinned when she pulled back.
"I think it's going to take me a while to get used to that." He told her.
Natasha squeezed his hand. "Just as well we have plenty of time to practice." Clint was about to answer when the door burst open and a crowd of students from their classes poured in. The party was finally starting.
Everyone seemed to be having a good time. Tony was glad, he wanted things to get back to normal, Clint was one of his best friends and Tony knew his friend hated the way people were acting towards him, like he was something that was about to shatter. His friend was strong, he'd been through a lot before all this and came out the other side. Tony didn't see why it couldn't happen again.
Steve was beating everyone at bowling, Bruce was hard to beat at pool, even Tony knew that from experience, Clint was showing off his moves on the dance floor, and the girls were laughing when Tony joined him to do his own dance.
It was only three hours later that everything went south. Darren Driscol showed up at the party, he was Barry's big brother and after finding out his little brother was going to Juvenile detention, decided to find the boy responsible.
Clint had just come out of the toilet when he was roughly slammed against the wall, he barely had time to realise what was happening before he focused on who it was in front of him with their forearm pressing against his windpipe.
Clint grabbed at the arm that was cutting off his air supply in panic, when the others heard a scream from a girl who was nearby, they rushed over. Tony growled deep in his throat as he ran over and pulled at Darren's arm that was restraining his friend, but the older boy struck out with his other arm and caught Tony in the face. He fell back into Bruce who managed to stop him falling.
Natasha pushed her way through just in time to see Clint fall in a heap to the floor and Darren get decked by their new friend Thor. Natasha and Steve helped Clint up and over to one of the seats while Thor took care of the party crasher.
"What the hell Thor? That guy is the reason my brother is going to Juvi." Darren shouted at the other boy.
Thor stood tall over him, arms folded across his chest. "No Darren, your brother is the reason he's in Juvi, Clint was attacked and almost died."
Darren shrugged unconcerned. "He'll be wishing he was dead when I get through with him." He struggled to get up only to be knocked to the floor again.
"If you come anywhere near Clint or any of my friends, you'll be dealing with me." Thor stated and glanced back to see how Clint was doing.
Natasha fiery gaze was focused on Darren and Clint managed to give him a thumbs up. He was okay.
"Leave now Darren, before you join your brother in juvenile detention."
Darren grunted and with a glance around seemed to realise how many people were standing there watching him. Thor stood back letting the other boy stand and pointed toward the door. "Go…..before I really lose my temper."
Darren knew Thor from school and really didn't want that. He made a hasty escape glancing back to make sure he wasn't being followed.
Thor ushered everyone back inside and then headed towards the small group. Clint was waving away his friends concern, he looked up at Thor when he appeared and nodded his thanks before shaking the older boys hand.
"Thanks Thor." Clint said.
"No worries my friend, he will not bother you again, you have my word." Thor stated.
Tony sat next to Clint, an ice pack against his jaw. Pepper was already fretting over him and promising to make him feel better. Natasha still looked ready to murder someone. Clint reached out and squeezed her hand, silently telling her he was alright and not to freak out.
She nodded, still not happy but she was glad Thor had come to the party or she might have been done for murdering someone.
The rest of the party was uneventful, everyone had a good time and most had their parents come to pick them up when it was over. The lucky few that were friends with Tony were asked if they wanted to sleep over.
So after everyone else was gone, it was just Pepper, Clint, Natasha, Steve, Bruce, Thor and Jane that were left.
This would be interesting.