This is the last chapter. *sniff*


"Nineteen!" Clint called out as he took down another Doombot.

"Ha! I've got twenty one!" Tony said through the com links.

"I have defeated twenty five of our foes!" Thor declared.

Natasha rolled her eyes at the boys' immature behavior, but was smiling as she took down another robot.

"Just focus on the battle." Steve reminded them. "And Clint, no jumping off building to see if you can fly, because now is not the time.

"I wasn't going to," Clint grumbled.

Soon, the Doombots were defeated, and Clint looked around. SHIELD agents had arrived to clean stuff up. He started heading with Natasha, Bruce, and Steve to the quinjet and stopped as he watched Tony fly off. Thor was starting to twirl his hammer, preparing to fly.

A light bulb turned on in Clint's head as he ran as fast as he could towards the god. Just as Thor started flying, Clint attached himself to the god's legs.

And suddenly he was flying. Actually flying. He whooped for joy. "I'm flying!" he yelled, excited. Thor stared at him, confused. He looked ready to shake the archer off, but Natasha's voice stopped him.

"Leave Clint there," she said, sounding exasperated as well as fond. "He really wants to fly."


It's over. That's it. Finished. Done. Complete. Wrapped up. And Clint finally got to fly.

C'mon, surely you can give one last review as a parting gift?