Natasha trudged up the driveway, tiredness seeping through her form as she approached the front door. She had just gone to a really long Avengers meeting, and Steve somehow managed to be more boring than usual. And the worst part was that Yelena had not even wanted to come along and keep her company through it.
Which honestly sort of worried her. Yelena never turned down an opportunity to go with Natasha to the meetings even though she had figured out just how boring they were. It made Natasha concerned that there was something wrong with her sister, and she had been thinking about it since she left that morning.
Natasha came to the door and unlocked it carefully before putting her keys away. She then opened it, stepping through the threshold.
To her pure shock, tons and tons of glitter suddenly rained down on her head and body, and she just froze, totally surprised and almost unable to move as the last bits of the glitter finished pouring. She sputtered a bit, trying to get the glitter out of her mouth as she fully processed what just happened. Yelena had pranked her.
"YELENA!" Natasha screamed at the top of her lungs, feeling the hot irritation of being pranked rolling over her in waves as she suddenly understood the events of the morning much better.
Normally, Yelena would have tried to convince Natasha to let her come— even though she was much more hesitant to go now that she fully understood what those meetings entailed— but apparently the possibility of pranking the Natasha was way more tantalizing than any suck-up opportunities. Natasha had been quite suspicious when she had left, and she could tell that something was weird about Yelena, but she had not had much time to really consider it because she was running late anyway.
Well… Now Natasha knew exactly what was up.
Natasha heard laughter coming from her room, and she shook her arms a bit, trying to get off at least a little bit of the glitter before she went to confront Yelena.
She then quickly headed to her room. Soon enough, she stopped in the doorway to see that Yelena was peacefully relaxing on the redhead's bed. Yelena looked up innocently from her phone, very obviously trying to hide any semblances of laughter. Natasha knew precisely how ridiculous she must look, and another flash of aggravation washed through her.
"Hey! You're back! Did you stop by the spa or hairdresser or something on your way back, because you're practically sparkling?" Yelena told her, unable to keep the chuckle out of her voice as the beginnings of a grin came onto her face. Natasha narrowed her eyes in pure irritation.
"You set up a bucket to dump glitter on my head when I came through the door," Natasha accused, and Yelena shrugged, widening her eyes and trying to look surprised. Natasha recognized that technique, and she was not about to fall for it.
"What?! It must have been that Peter-Tingle boy. I knew I heard something suspicious in the other room," Yelena clicked her tongue and waved her fist dramatically. Natasha, however, was not amused at all, and she knew precisely who had done it.
"Nice try. If you remotely heard anything in the other room, you would be up and trying to murder whatever was making the noise," Natasha pointed out the fault in Yelena's alibi, and Yelena shrugged, lifting her phone back up to look at it.
"Huh. I guess we'll never know," Yelena ambiguously replied, and Natasha kept an intense gaze on her, challenging her to look up and engage. However, after a long moment, Natasha let out a slight breath before just coming in and grabbing some clothes.
Yelena obviously was not going to admit to it, and Natasha was honestly ready to just get this disgusting, sticky glitter off of her. Next time she went to meet with the Avengers, she knew what their precise reaction was going to be if she did not manage to get all of the glitter off of her body.
"I'm going to get a shower," Natasha muttered as she headed to the bathroom that was attached to her room. She could feel Yelena watching her, and Natasha made a mental note to stay on guard. She knew Yelena was not through with the pranks, and she was not sure when the next one was going to hit.
Natasha shut the door behind her, strongly resisting the urge to lock it. After all, there was an unspoken promise that she would never keep Yelena from getting to her, and that policy continued even when she had the worst feeling that Yelena was going to prank her.
She swiftly shed herself of her glitter-covered clothes and turned on the shower. After a moment, she reached her hand in, and when she was satisfied with the temperature, she quickly stepped in.
However, as soon as she got inside, she realized that there was some red liquid pouring out of the shower head and sprinkling all over her. Natasha froze for a moment, not sure what exactly the stuff was, but knowing it was not blood.
After a long moment, she very hesitantly caught some of the shower water in her mouth to taste it. She immediately recognized the taste of red Kool-Aid, and Natasha rolled her eyes with a sigh, knowing that the stuff was going to make her extremely sticky. However, she decided she would wait for it to run its course so she could just rinse herself with normal water.
Once around five minutes had passed, the shower stopped running red. Natasha then moved underneath the stream of water and rinsed all the Kool-Aid from her body.
It was when she had started to lather her hair with shampoo that she realized the door was opening.
"Yelena? What are you doing?" Natasha questioned, and she did not receive a response. The redhead furrowed her brow before moving to peek around the shower curtain. Yelena was nowhere in sight, but the door was ajar. Natasha narrowed her eyes, wondering what was going on.
However, she ultimately just decided to very hesitantly let it go. She did not trust it in the least, but there was a slight chance that she could have forgotten to fully latch the door.
Although, she doubted it.
She pulled her head back inside the shower, rinsing her hair quickly and trying to speed up the process of showering. She definitely did not want to be caught in yet another prank.
After only a moment of silence, there was suddenly the definitive sound of a toilet flushing. Natasha jumped, immediately turning the water off and turning the shower head away from her to keep away the roasting-hot water coming her way. She swiftly stuck her head out of the shower.
"YELENA!" Natasha yelled as she spotted her sister escaping through the door and slamming it behind her as she laughed like a nutjob. Natasha groaned deeply with irritation.
When she finally managed to finish her shower, she stepped out, her towel wrapped around her. It was then that she saw that the clothes she had picked out for herself were not sitting on the edge of the sink anymore. She headed out of the bathroom to find herself more clothes. She knew exactly who had taken them, and she was now considering her options with plotting some manner in which to turn the tables.
She headed out to open the drawer, and she withdrew some clothes from her dresser, looking around suspiciously in an attempt to figure out if Yelena was nearby. The blonde was very strangely nowhere in sight, which was not very reassuring for Natasha.
When she finished getting her outfit together, she shut the drawer. To her shock, an airhorn suddenly went off, and she jumped out of her skin. She groaned with irritation, and she could hear Yelena's loud laughter ringing somewhere in the house. Natasha narrowed her eyes before heading into the bathroom to change her clothes.
As soon as she had pulled them on, she hesitated in her room. It was clear that if she followed Yelena, there would likely be more pranks. And if she stayed in one place, Yelena would no doubt come to her with a prank.
Natasha suddenly felt a wicked grin spreading across her face as she realized precisely how she could get Yelena back for her constant pranking and aggravation throughout the morning.
She headed to her bed and laid down on it, deciding to pretend that she was asleep. She knew Yelena would not be able to resist pulling some kind of prank on her while she was supposedly unconscious and none the wiser.
So she settled carefully in the blankets, closing her eyes and patiently awaiting the blonde's appearance.
Natasha soon heard Yelena come into the room, her almost silent footsteps carefully padding across the floor. She heard a slight huff of laughter nearby her, and she then heard what sounded like a marker being opened.
Natasha just remained perfectly still until she felt Yelena's soft breaths washing over her face. It was then that she chose to lunge and grab onto Yelena tightly. She opened her eyes quickly, meeting the younger girl's honey-green gaze. Yelena looked positively shocked out of her mind, and Natasha grinned evilly before flipping Yelena over onto the other side of the bed. She wasted no time in clambering over and pinning the blonde down firmly onto the mattress.
"I've got you now," Natasha laughed like a madwoman before wasting no time in digging her fingers deeply into Yelena's ribcage, skittering her fingers up and down as she mercilessly assaulted the younger woman with tickles.
Yelena collapsed into giggles, trying valiantly to fight the laughter bubbling up against her will. Yelena helplessly tried to guard her sides, clutching the marker in her hands hard before bucking against Natasha and trying to throw her off of her.
Natasha was thrown somewhat off-balance, and Yelena leaned her marker forward and marked across Natasha's face. Natasha swiftly grabbed Yelena's wrist in her hands and started trying to pry the marker from her fingers. Yelena then reached forward with her free hand, trying to tickle Natasha's side. Natasha quickly crumpled sideways, trying to cover her side as well as she could as laughs escaped her. Yelena could not help but breathlessly laugh along.
Natasha swiftly managed to get the marker out of Yelena's hand, and she lurched her lower body forward to pin Yelena's arms underneath her knees. She then leaned forward with the marker, her full weight on Yelena's arms.
"Well, well, look who's stuck," Natasha much too sweetly acknowledged, enjoying this way more than she should be, and Yelena shrunk her head away from Natasha, her chest heaving as her eyes glinted with defiance.
"Preying on people while they're asleep," Natasha clicked her tongue in mock disappointment as she looked down at the blonde.
"And this… This is a permanent marker, too, isn't it?" Natasha noticed as she moved the marker around to better read it, and Yelena suddenly tried to buck her off. Natasha, however, was not deterred.
"Trying to get rid of me that fast? I haven't even got my revenge yet," Natasha told her with a wide grin, and she then met the marker with Yelena's face, drawing words on Yelena's cheek. Yelena did not fight her, much too tired to even try and she seemed to know that if she messed the markings up, it would just be a harder mess to clean off of her face.
"There, all done, sweet girl," Natasha declared when she was finished, and Yelena groaned deeply in aggravation, looking at Natasha with something between glee and irritation. Natasha knew that even though Yelena hated Natasha getting the upper hand, the blonde still loved Natasha's attentions.
"What did you write?" Yelena questioned, and Natasha just smiled softly before leaning forward and kissing Yelena's clear cheek. Yelena huffed, pretending to be unhappy and grumpy, but Natasha could see that adoring glint in her eyes.
"Go see for yourself," Natasha moved off of the blonde, and Yelena hesitantly rolled over and got off the bed. She headed to the bathroom, and Natasha just leaned against her headboard, silently anticipating the reaction she would receive for her handiwork.
"NATALIA!"
Natasha grinned widely, laughing as Yelena stomped back in the room.
"'I'M NATASHA'S SOFT LITTLE BEAN?!' Nobody's going to take me seriously anymore! And it's PERMANENT INK?!"
Natasha just laughed even more.
A/N: This one was a suggestion from someone on Tumblr, and I had a ton of fun writing it. Tasha and Yelena are one of my favorite sister duos ever :)
I hope y'all enjoyed, and please let me know what you thought!