Bucky and Sam are each sitting in one of the arm chairs opposite each other when Clint walks into the common room. With a glance he sees that the two of them are eating their own bowl of popcorn. He watches as Bucky throws a piece of popcorn into the air and catches it easily in his mouth. Sam smirks and does the same thing only trying to get the popcorn higher than Bucky's. Clint smirks and makes his way over to the kitchen and dishes himself a bowl of ice cream. Opening a drawer Clint pulls out a spoon and freezes as he stares at the spoons before a smirk grows on his lips. He glances behind him and his smirk grows. Clearing his throat, Clint pulls out three spoons, two of them plastic, and shuts the drawer. Putting one of the spoons in his ice cream bowl Clint walks over to Bucky and Sam with it.
"Anyone can catch a piece of popcorn in their mouth when they're the one throwing it," he says haphazardly with a glance at Bucky and Sam. The two men stop in their movement and look over at Clint with a raise of their brows.
"You got something better Clint?" Sam asks as he tosses his piece of popcorn in his mouth and keeps his gaze on the blond man in front of him. Clint tosses one of the plastic spoons to Bucky who catches it without looking. He tosses the other plastic spoon to Sam who catches it without a problem.
"Use the spoons and fling the popcorn to the other person and they have to try to catch it in their mouth," Clint explains as he plops down on the couch and takes a spoonful of his ice cream. "I'll keep score. You catch it you get a point. You fling the popcorn within the radius of the other persons face you get a point."
Bucky looks over at Sam who shrugs his shoulders but sits up straight. Bucky smirks and sits up straighter himself before pulling out a piece of popcorn and setting it on the spoon. He looks over at Sam to make sure he's ready and seeing he is flings the piece of popcorn over at him. Sam leans to the right slightly and catches the popcorn in his mouth, chewing it with a grin. Sam picks up a piece of popcorn and places it on his spoon and glances up at Bucky. Seeing the man is ready, Sam flings the piece of popcorn at his face and Bucky catches in his mouth before chewing it quickly.
"Two to Two," Clint announces the score before taking another bite of his ice cream.
Steve walks towards the common room intent on getting something to eat after his workout. He looks up and sees Nat walking towards him with a glass in her hand. They smile in greeting and exchange hello's.
"Where were you throwing that? I thought you were supposed to be a sniper?" Sam's voice echoes into the hallway and Steve and Nat exchange raised eyebrows.
"It's not my fault you have a small head Wilson!" Bucky's voice retaliates and Steve and Nat can hear Clint's chuckle. Steve sighs and shares a look with Nat.
"I'm sorry. Not everyone's head is twice the normal size Barnes!" Sam's raised voice sounds and Clint's chuckle turns into full laughter. Steve and Nat quickly enter the common room to see Clint laughing on the couch holding an empty bowl. Bucky and Sam are sitting across from each other on the armchairs and they are flinging pieces of popcorn at each other with a spoon while the other person tries to catch it in their mouths.
"Uh… what's going on guys?" Steve asks as he takes in the whole scene. The three men stop what they're doing and look over to see Steve and Nat watching them.
"Having a contest. Hold on, the score's tied at ten. This is the deciding volley," Clint explains before turning his attention back to the two men. Sam grabs another piece of popcorn and flings it at Bucky but it flies a foot above Bucky's head. Swiftly, Bucky catapults himself up into the air and catches the popcorn in his mouth.
"Oh my God," Sam shouts out with a grin and Clint cheers in glee. Steve sighs and notices none of the men have picked up on the fact that in the process of trying to catch the piece of popcorn Bucky has sent his own bowl of popcorn flying and there is now popcorn all over the floor. Either that or they just don't care, Steve thinks to himself. He rolls his eyes and glances over at Nat.
"I thought I told you to keep Clint away from them," he says with a raised brow. Nat looks over at Steve and meets his gaze.
"Short of putting a leash on the guy, there's not much else I can do," Nat replies with a scowl before looking back over at the mess in front of them. The two of them sigh and quickly leave the room deciding they are just going to go out for lunch instead.