A/N: Cheeky little one shot.
Enjoy!
"What are you doing?" Tony Stark's voice cut across the living room, raising one eyebrow when two curious faces turned to him from their spot on the sofa.
"What?" Tasha turned back to Clint who picked another piece of popcorn from the bag.
"Ready?" He closed one eye and threw it in her direction, which she neatly caught with her mouth.
"Again. What are you doing?" Tony walked in as Clint lined up another shot.
"Go wide." Hawkeye said and Tasha leant right on automatic as the popcorn curved, straight into her open mouth. She grinned while crunching.
"Our record is 340 in a row." She smirked, watching Tony's expression change.
"Rhodey!" He all but ran from the sitting room, shouting for his friend, while simultaneously telling Friday to order as many bags of popcorn kernels as she could.
That's how Popcorn Night was created.
Steve and Bucky vs. Tasha and Clint vs. Tony and James. Wanda and Pietro had been banned due to their enhanced ability, and after it was noted that she was moving the others kernels out of line with that special little skill of hers.
Instead the twins, Bruce, Sam and Vision all placed bets on who was going to win each week. Thor had labelled it as another strange human custom, but had been delighted at the kernels popping under the intense heat. In fact he had been so thrilled with the 'magic' behind it that he used Mjolnir on one of the industrial sized bags of kernels Tony had ordered.
Pepper and Jane had come home from collecting Darcy from their airport to discover a sea of popcorn trickling down the stairs and after crunching their way into the sitting room their gaze settled on heads popping out of the popcorn dunes looking very uncomfortable.
Two weeks it had taken to get rid of the smell of butter and salt from the living room.
Tasha and Clint were still reigning champions.