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I say why does it feel so good?
So good to be bad
Getting what I want, boy
Why does that make you so mad?

You see, why does it feel so good?
So good to be bad
Cause if it's struggle that you're looking for
Oh baby, here I am

Bad - David Guetta ft. Vassy

"Fuck the excuses Barton! What the hell makes you think you two will get away with this?!"

Clint and I were looking at the floor trying to stop smirking. But I guess you yourself should know why Fury is matching up to his name. Here it goes!

Clint and I had quickly become friends while Grant was stuck in the cell and Penny was still in the hospital bed. Fury was away reprimanding Stark about hacking into SHIELD's newly secured files – AGAIN! Clint and I were bored and we had nothing to do, so we had a bright spark and decided to make Fury's life hell for when he got back…..

~Time warp, back one day. Crash, Boom, Bang~

I giggled as Clint whispered his plans into my ears, and as I looked him in the eyes I nodded. We were about to play the biggest, most immature prank ever – on Fury.

Casually we walked the halls, acting as though we were on our way to see Fury in his office. Actually, hidden in our bags were rolls of duct tape so that we could duct tape Fury's belongings to the roof of his apartment.

After we had finished that, I went and filled up a bucket of water to soak our cotton balls in. Thankfully Fury had left the best vehicle behind when he had gone to visit Stark – the helicopter!

Now, did you know that if you dip cotton balls in water, they'll stick to anything cold? Well I did! And soon Fury's black helicopter had had the paint redone, a few shades lighter.

Our eyes were starting to get droopy and we kept looking around, making sure that Fury hadn't arrived back early. Natasha was still supervising my brother, who wanted to visit Penny. Time to go ahead with prank number three!

I glanced at Clint

"Do you think this is going to work?"

He shrugged

"I've done worse."

I shared a grin with him as we ran back to Fury's private apartment. Already the furniture from the living room (that was on the roof) looked normal. We had left the bathroom till last, because what we were about to do would need an alibi straight after.

We picked the lock to Fury's bathroom cupboard and took out his soap and his deodorant. I handed Fury's deodorant to Clint and I watched as he took the cream cheese out of his backpack. Clint saw me watching and shook his head

"You're not gonna get anything done while your staring at me."

I rolled my eyes and took out the nail varnish in my bag. Setting the soap down on the toilet seat, I covered both sides in nail varnish so that it would be impossible for Fury to slather himself in soap – or to even get a small bubble!

Hastily I put the bar of soap back under the sink and grabbed the rubbish from Clint as he finished replacing the deodorant with cream cheese (roll on deodorant) and put the stick back where it was. He re-locked the doors and we quietly exited Fury's personal bathroom.

Smiling at Clint we went back down our original path and went to our own quarters. We sighed as we laid back on our beds, the sun coming up in the small window beside Clint.

"Agent Barton and Miss Kennedy, report to the Director's office."

So, yeah…..That's how we ended up in Fury's office, being yelled at.

Fury directed his next statement at Clint

"What makes you think I shouldn't just fire you?!"

Before Clint could reply I spoke up

"It was my idea, if anyone's to blame, it's me."

Ok. That was a complete lie, but did I care, no!

"Miss Kennedy, why are you trying to blame this on yourself? And if it was your fault, shouldn't Barton have stopped you?"

I sighed

"I don't want to take the blame, no. But I think telling the truth is always better than a lie, because it hurts to be told a lie, it's better to be just told the truth. Clint did try to stop me, but I said I would kick his ass if he told anyone. He decided to come along and make sure I didn't go too far."

Fury looked at me sceptically and then sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Get out of here you two. I've made a deal with Stark that he will take a few of my agents off my hands for a few weeks, I wasn't expecting it to have to be you two."

I put my hand up self-consciously and spoke

"I'm not even an agent, I mean even if you wanted me to be, I haven't been trained."

Fury shook his head

"Welcome to SHIELD Agent Kennedy." Then he looked at us with a half glare "Now scram and come back with better behaviour."

Clint and I smirked at each other as we left to gather our belongings, this was turning out to be fun!