From: procastinatingmushroomfangirl in

Idea: Pirate Captain!Natasha and Privateer Captain!Steve are rivals at sea until Nat captures Steve.

Special Request: Tony and Clint (in crows nest) are in Nat's crew and Bruce in Steve's.

Ok, this is written in an unorthodox way. Just bare with me ok, it turned out great , if I can say so myself XD.

The waves crash against the wood of the ship, the water splashing over the edge and into the deck. Just minute droplets, but still, Peter frowns and passes the mop over them once again. It's like they never stop appearing! He raises his eyes to the sky when a seagull cries overhead and when he returns them to his feet, those damned droplets are there once again! He groans out loud and buries his face into his free hand, passing his mop over the deck without looking what he's doing. He taps something with the end of the mod, and when he opens his eyes they almost pop out of his skull.

"Captain!" he stands at attention, and she laughs. Captain Romanoff really is a remarkable woman, she managed to succeed and thrive in a world that most considered was for men and she became in a few years one of the most wanted pirates in the world. She's smart, fast and strong; she's an amazing tactician and even a better fighter, she could drop to the deck even the biggest of her crew in a fight. No one that saw her lived to tell, so she was practically a legend. In ports they heard stories of the famous Black Widow, the female pirate that was as deadly as she was beautiful. Most stories told that she was tall and slender, with a big bosom and strong legs. And even though she is slender and her legs are strong, she's rather short and her chest is average. That's one of the reasons she's usually underestimated, and most pay the price with their lives.

"You really should watch where you point that mop, Pete; I don't really care about the looks of my boots, but you should be careful around Stark." That was the thing with Natasha Romanoff: ruthless to her enemies, the perfect combination of tough and nurturing to her crew, specially to the youngest ones on board; he happened to fall into that category.

"Aye-aye, Capt'n." he laughs when she ruffles his hair and watches as she walks away, up to the stern where the wheel is being held by Riggan. The man salutes her with a big, toothless smile and she rolls her eyes and points the horizon. Riggan nods, and the ship shifts its trajectory at the same time he shifts the wheel.

"Parker!" he looks down and to the open door that leads to the captain's quarters and the study room. Tony leans out and ushers the youngest of the crew out and towards him. "Your turn, hurry up!" the girl trots to him, takes the mop and leans towards him in a conspiratorial way.

"He's pissed about something, be careful." Peter nods and fist-bumps the girl.

"Thanks, Lila. Mop over there," he points over to the bow of the ship. "this part here is impossible." She nods and starts working as he moves over to Tony. Hey, just because they're pirates doesn't mean they don't get the proper education.

"Keep your eyes on the sea, son!" Cooper tears his eyes away from Deks and Askian and returns them to the sea. He sighs, he really wanted to know who'd win! He scans the horizon and sees the same he's been seeing for the past two hours and thirty minutes: nothing. He groans out loud and drops to the floor of the crow's nest.

"But there's nothing in the sea, Dad! This is so boring!" his father grabs him and makes him stand upright again.

"Maybe to you, but you're not getting out of here until your three hours are up. If Lila, who is two years younger, can do it, so can you. So stop whining and keep your eyes on the sea. Maybe there's nothing now, but that could change any second." Cooper looks at his father with a petulant pout but returns his eyes to the sea once again. Once he hears the sound of the spyglass being unfolded, he lowers his eyes to the deck. Unfortunately, the fight has been stopped and he sighs again in disappointment. He decides to watch as the Captain helps the elder to his quarters and then returns, calling for Jackson to straighten the ropes and for Caspian to start sharpening the knives. Suddenly she looks up and her green eyes clash with his black ones.

"Eyes on the sea, Barton!" she shouts and he straightens, looking straight ahead. He feels his cheeks burn in embarrassment when he hears his father chuckle at his back. God, he's never going to live this down.

Ten minutes pass and Cooper is ready to start whining again when he sees a black spot in the distance. He frowns and squints, but it's too far away. Without a word, he turns and snatches the spyglass form his father's hands and points it to the spot. He adjusts the graduation and a big, black ship comes into view. He gasps and tries to see the flag, but the wind doesn't blow in his favor.

"There's a black ship in the horizon, Dad!" he bounces and passes the spyglass over. His father looks through it for a second before cursing and making the bell sound. Everyone looks up at them and his dad leans out.

"There's a HYDRA ship coming out way! They'll be onto us in fifteen minutes!" he's unable to hear what the Captain is saying, but by the way she's acting and his sister's big eyes, it must be some pretty harsh swearing. From what he's heard, HYDRA is an organization with almost a hundred ships that takes children form towns and sea alike and leaves a path of blood in their wake. After a minute of pacing she looks up.

"How big?" she shouts and his father looks again, the spot is bigger now and he can make out the shape without the spyglass.

"Not that big, actually. I thing it's one of their smallest." He yells back and when Cooper looks down he can see the determination fill her eyes. He groans internally, he knows what that means.

"We're boarding them! Get the kids down!"

The following minutes are a blur of coming down of the crow's nest and being swept away from the deck and down to the hidden, most protected room of the ship. He struggles all the way, but to no avail. In the end, he ends inside with Lila, Peter and his very pregnant mother. Unsurprisingly, Mom seems to be the one that's most miffed about the situation, but in her condition, she'd be more of a hindrance than an asset.

The only thing they can do is wait.

Lila flinches at the heavy thuds coming form above and huddles closer to her mother. She hates when they board other ships, they never let her see and the fear that either her father or her mother aren't going to make it eats her until they come get her. At least her mother is here with her this time, but she still fears for her father and the others.

She really can't wait to grow up so she can start real training and be able to help. She's so sick of studying and watching from the crow's nest, she want's for the Captain to start teaching her how to wield a knife and a sword, just like she's doing with Peter, but she knows that until she's fifteen there's not going to be any of that. There's another heavy thud and a cacophony of shouts, the thundering boom of a canon and Cooper jumps. Peter fidgets from his place seated at the other side of the room. He must be feeling even more restless than her. He fiddles with his combat knife, a gift from the Captain for his fifteenth birthday and rearranges his legs to be more comfortable.

The time passes slowly and none utter a word, but suddenly the shouting dwindles and finally stops, the pounding of boots does too. There's a cry of victory and it's joined by dozens of others.

"Long live the Black Widow!" shouts one.

"Long live the Black Widow!" answer the rest.

They're on their feet in an instant, clambering up the stairs to the trapdoor and running out. Lila is the first out, Peter hot on her heels and grabbing her hand just in case. When they reach the deck, their mouths fall open. There, at their captain's feet, kneels their most hated enemy: Captain America.

"Shh! I can't hear them!" hushes Cooper. Lila glare at him and Peter just rolls his eyes. He's so thankful that he doesn't have sibling, even though this two come close to it.

He returns his attention to his captain, seated in front of Captain America, also known as Steve Rogers or the most dangerous privateer in the world. The man has dedicated his live to hunt down pirates and the next of his list is the famous Black Widow. Unfortunately for him, she's not that easy to catch. Her ship is as small as her and seemingly vulnerable, but the highly trained crew and the dozen canons in the hold make it almost unstoppable. They're usually underestimated, and that gives them an advantage over their adversaries. After all, who would think that the most feared pirate of the world has a crew of merely two-dozen people and one of the smallest ships in the market?

"Well, looks like you made it, you found me." Her voice is low and light, the way it gets when she knows she has the upper hands. Rogers' tied to a chair than in turn is tied to the main mast in the cargo bay, there's no way he's getting out. He's been stripped from his weapons and clothes and dressed in simple cotton pants, not that he's had much to begin with. Turns out, he'd been captured by HYDRA in a sneak attack three days ago, his ship being surrounded by five others. He hadn't had a chance.

"Yeah, finally managed to put a face to the name. You know, I expected you to be taller." She snorts; after all, everybody does. It doesn't help either that he's practically a bear, with big, broad shoulders and a stature to match.

"That's no surprise. The world has the notion that to be successful you either have to be strong or big, as if being smart and fast aren't good qualities in a fight for your life." She picks at her nails with her knife and then smiles that smirk that sets Peter on edge. By Lila's suddenly straight posture, it scares her too. He really hopes to never be on the receiving end of it. "Looks like being big and strong didn't pay up in the end, did it?" the man glares at her for a few seconds before speaking again.

"Where's Cassie?" she raises a brow and cocks her head to the side, her long, red hair spilling to the side. Now that the battle is over she's taken it off of the braid it had been sequestered the entire day, and the waves distract Rogers for a second before he returns his eyes to the Captain's.

"You mean the girl that was with you?" he nods. "Why would I tell you?" the glare returns and she chuckles, clearly enjoying the man's exasperation.

"I promised her father that she would be safe, she has nothing to do with this!" he struggles with his restrains and growls. "She wasn't supposed to be in the ship, ok? She snuck in, she just wanted to be with her father. Please, I'll do anything you want, but please don't hurt her." The Captain's eyes harden and all amusement leaves her face. She stands, turning to walk away. Rogers looks panicked for a seconds before she stops and turns her head a little so she can look at him.

"Believe it or not, I'm not the monster everybody thinks I am. I've never and I'll never hurt a child, no matter where it comes from."

With those final words, she turns back to the stairs and leaves the man alone. The sibling scramble up and away, running to get back to their duties before Captain Romanoff catches them, but Peter decides to wait. When he doesn't hear anything more, he opens the little handmade trapdoor only he and the Barton kids know about and drops down in front of the privateer. The man jumps and Peter straightens form his crouch.

"You shouldn't have said that." He tells him, his voice gone cold. He tries to draw out his inner Black Widow, and manages it, at least a bit.

"Said what?"

"The Captain would never hurt a kid, ever. You just got her in a really bad mood, she's not going to be nice to you now. Cassie won't be touched, but you're in for a world of pain." The spark of fear in his eyes makes him proud, wait until he tells Tony.

"Who are you?"

"Just a kid she saved and has raised for the past ten years." And with that he jumps back to the trapdoor, secures it and goes back to his studies.

Cooper grumbles as he makes his way across the deck. He's been relieved form the crow's nest an hour earlier, and at the moment he'd been delighted, but now that he knows he's on babysitting duty instead, he prefers to be up there. Balancing the food tray in one hand, he uses the other to open the trapdoor that leads to the lower deck. He walks down the stairs on silent feet, already knowing where to step so as to not make a noise. He hears voices coming from where the privateer captain is located, and he tenses his shoulders. Nobody should be down here.

"You really should pay more attention, Rogers. That was way too easy!" the captain? What is she doing here?

"Hey, I haven't played this game in three years, give me a break." Answers the man and Cooper shuffles closer, peeking around the crates to see Steve rogers in his bound position, with a crate in front of him and the Captain at the other side, a chess board on the wooden box. She has that teasing smirk she gets when she's about to prank Tony and the privateer is frowning at the board. "Uhh… move my bishop to D4." The smirk intensifies and she leans back on her chair.

"You sure about that?" the man frowns before shaking his head, as if to get a thought out of his head, before nodding with determination. "Cooper, mind telling our gest why that's a bad move?" the boy jumps and squeaks, surprised that he's been made. With his cheeks burning, he steps forward and to his captain's side, scans the board for a few seconds before raising his eyes to the blond.

"Check mate in seven moves." Blue eyes widen comically and race over the board, scanning it to see what he can do to win.

"What about… queen to G3?"

Check mate in three." Rogers groans and throws his head back, and his exasperated face makes Cooper giggle. The captain pats his back and steals a piece of bread from the plate.

"Good job, Coop! Have you been practicing?" he beams with pride at her praise and looks up at her.

"Yeah! I even managed to check mate Tony once! He ended up winning, though…" he mutters last, still miffed that he'd gotten distracted by his near victory and gotten sloppy, giving the older man a chance to get the upper hand. His captain ruffles his hair and praises him nonetheless.

From the corner of his eye, ha can see Rogers watch them with a strange look in his eyes.

Screams tear through the air and Lila shrieks in fright when a big, burly man makes a grab at her. A sword comes in his path, and suddenly her Captain is standing over her, her long, red braid whipping behind her like the tail of an enraged lion. She shouts for Lila to run, to go hide and she does, scrambling to her feet and diving to the under deck. She pants and watches in terror as the captain stabs the man in the heart and lets him slide off the sword as she lands a kick to another that tries to get her from behind. The logo in their jackets flashes in the moonlight. HYDRA.

She sees more men appear over the edge of the ship, and sees as they all run to the captain. She has to do something; at this rate, they're going to kill them all! And then she remembers. She scrambles down the stairs and runs across the deck to the other side, where their prisoner resides. He's looking up, his arms struggling to get free from his bounds. She skids to a halt in front of him, panting and sweating like a pig. Her deep, brown eyes clash with his light ones, and she circles him to get to the knots on the ropes. Once he's freed and standing, she climbs a couple of crates and opens another one, taking two swords out. She turns and offers them to him.

"Please help them." Her hands tremble, the wavering of the blade making it even more visible. Tears prickle at her eyes and she blinks them back. She doesn't know where her mother is, or her brother or her father. They could be dead by now but she has to be strong. She's a big girl, she can do this. She has to be brave, like the Captain. "Please help her!"

His eyes harden and he nods, taking the swords and after telling her to go hide, he goes running the way she came. A second later, she hears his battle cry resound through the air. Instead of doing as he said, she follows and peeks up at the battle. Captain Romanoff looks so surprised that she almost looses her arm, but in the end, thanks to Rogers' help, only two members of the crew loose their lives, and Lila gets to hug her family again. When she finally manages to disentangle herself, she runs to the privateer and hugs him around the waist.

"Thank you!" she presses her face to his torso and he takes almost five seconds before returning it. And when she peeks an eye open, she can see her captain smiling tenderly from the side.

Cassie can't understand what happened. One second she's in the room she's been sequestered in for the past three weeks, and the next Captain Rogers comes in with a big smile on his face and tells her that they're free. At first she thinks that he's gotten free and that there's a scape boat waiting that will take them back to her father, but it's actually that he's gotten the trust and the respect of the Black Widow and that she'll help them find their way back to their ship. She doesn't really understand how she'll manage that, given that she's one of the most wanted pirates in the globe and the second her ship gets spotted by theirs, she's screwed.

She doesn't voice her concerns, though, because it seems that, apparently, Captain Rogers has a plan. Unfortunately, she hasn't been included in the people that know it, so she's left without anything to do but watch Romanoff shamelessly flirt with her captain all day. It certainly doesn't help that he returns the flirting 100% of the time, and although it was cute and entertaining at first, now, a week later, it's more nauseating than hanging upside-down from the main mast.

"We should do something…" she complains to the Barton siblings, Lila makes a noncommittal noise and continues moping while Cooper's only answer is a snore.

She's gotten rather close with them and Peter, hanging with them and even taking on some chores so as to not feel so useless. Lila had told her she was crazy, but the mere thought of having to lay around all day like she'd been doing for three weeks is repulsive, so there: work. Furthermore, a nice lady has been teaching her some rather awesome moves to fight bad guys, and she can't wait to show her father. That is, if he doesn't kill her for stowaway-ing when they'd left port. Oh, well, maybe Hope can teach her something to knock her dad out and make him forget about it.

"I'm serious, it's so painful to watch!" she exclaims again, this time to Peter when the teen comes down from his three hours in the crow's nest. He turns to the direction she's exasperatedly motioning with her hands, and snorts. Romanoff is seated on Captain Rogers' shoulders and is yelling at him to stay still as she disentangles a knot in one of the sails. They're laughing, and her captain's hair is mused from Romanoff messing with it every few seconds.

"Working on it, Cass." He tells her, patting her shoulder before continuing on his way.

Three days later at seven in the morning, the four children are waiting, crowded over the doorway of the study room, eyes locked on the door to the captain's quarters. Few minutes pass after the hour mark when the door cracks open and a sleepy, satisfied-looking Captain Steve Rogers emerges and pads down the short hall, completely missing the triumphant and smug looks from the youngster. In the end, Cassie is the first one to crack.

"Sleep well, Captain?" she singsongs, and the way he freezes is so exaggerated that both Cooper and Lila burst into snickers. They can see his ears turn a deep shade of red before he turns back and scuttles inside the room again. At that, the laughter can't be contained anymore and their cackling can be heard all over the ship.

BONUS:

"You're kidding, right?"

Steve just grins and shakes his head, bouncing the seven-month-old baby nestled in his arms. Bucky continues gaping, Sam at his side and Scott just keeps hugging his daughter. They've been searching his old crew for almost two years, so it's understandable. They finally did in a neutral port-town.

"You're saying that you're going to join a pirate crew, now?"

"That's what you got from everything he said? He has a kid!" exclaims Bucky again, now glaring at Sam and pointing at the babe. He gurgles happily and reaches for the finger.

"Well, I think it's wonderful." The three men turn to the newcomer and Steve smiles.

"Bruce! It's so good to see you!" he gives the man a one-armed hug and a pat in the back.

"Likewise, Captain. It's been a long time. Obviously." He adds as an after thought, his eyes on the baby boy. Steve grins again in fatherly pride and combs his fluffy red hair to the side. Little, chubby hands make a grab at the fingers and they sneak down and tickle an equally small tummy. Bruce chuckles and pats his back.

"Well done, my friend, well done." Bucky switches to gape at Bruce and Sam finally smiles.

"I'm proud of you, pal. Never thought I'd see the day! So, who's the unlucky lady?" if possible, his smile becomes even wider.

"Natasha Romanoff."

There's a second of silence before:

"YOU HAD A BABY WITH THE BLACK WIDOW?!"

Ok, so sorry that Bruce came so late, I kinda forgot about him XD. And you could say I hate him (like a lot), so I made a big effort in not making him a bad guy, so be proud of me, people! Just kidding, but it really was difficult XD.

Also, I'm going to insist on the Pokémon GO thing, I really need this three more friends. If anybody is interested, my trainer code is 4039 7385 8892, feel free to send me a request.

AND! Something I keep forgetting to tell you! If you are a writer, feel free to continue any story that you like and you have an idea to keep going! I just ask to be warned so I can read it! Same goes with artists, if you want to draw something, do so, my only request is that you tell me.

And, clue to the next one: a dance school and children!