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My Pleasure

Clint was jumping up and down, holding his new elastic arrows. He was practically vibrating with happiness, and Tony couldn't help but grin at him.

"You're so weird sometimes," Natasha said, shaking her head at her boyfriend. "Why are you so happy about elastic arrows?"

"The possibilities are endless, Nat," Clint replied, a wide smile on his face.

"Somebody is happy," Steve said, entering the kitchen. He walked straight to Tony, pressing a kiss against his lips. "Hey you."

"Hey yourself," Tony replied. "Did you have a good run?"

"I did," Steve confirmed. "Are you ready to leave soon?"

Tony nodded. "Yep yep. All packed. Pepper did it for me because she said I'm useless, which means we have the fuschia suitcases. She's such a troll."

Steve shrugged. "I don't mind those ones. It's the orange ones I don't like."

"A suitcase is a suitcase," Clint said, looking at the two of them, baffled. "Why does the colour matter?"

Steve chuckled, and with another kiss to Tony's head, left the room for a quick shower and a change of clothes.

Tony stared at Clint for a long moment. "You know, I'm not even slightly surprised that that is your attitude."

Clint snorted.

"How many suitcases do you have that you have such in depth colour selections?" Bruce asked, sipping his tea.

"Erm. A lot?" Tony offered. "I don't know. Pep deals with it."

"How did you ever survive without her?" Natasha asked, shaking her head.

"I had a Rhodey," Tony replied promptly. "And before I had a Rhodey, I had a Jarvis. Now I have a Pepper and I have a Steve."

"You're literally never going to be an adult, are you?" Clint asked, smirking.

"Did you just swear at me?" Tony asked, hand on his chest in mock offense. "How dare you?!"

"I can't believe you let Steve talk you into going skiing," Bucky said, entering the room in a fresh t-shirt. He must have gone straight to his room from their run. He walked across the room to grab a bottle of water, and then hopped up on the counter. "I can't see skiing being your thing."

"We're going to a ski resort."

"Right?"

Tony smirked. "Just because there is skiing available, doesn't mean I'll be letting Steve out of bed long enough to actually do it."

Bucky wrinkled his nose, but then nodded as if that made sense. "Fair. Well played."

Tony grinned at him. "Look after the kids for me, Snowflake. They get angsty when nobody goes to see them."

"My pleasure," Bucky agreed, smiling.

"Actually, you'll find this weekend is going to be all about my pleasure. Don't burn my tower down while we're gone, children, and I'll fetch you all something shiny back."

The team watched him go and smiled amongst themselves. It was nice to see their leaders happy together.

Especially when they were taking their sappiness elsewhere for the weekend.

Written for:

North Funfair: Sing Along: 29. One more Sleep til Christmas: 2. Pleasure

East Funfair: Christmas Cracker: 1. "You're so weird sometimes." / Jumping / Happy

South Funfair: Menorah: 21. Fuschia

365: 358. Elastic