Okay, since someone asked me how to pronounce Fionnait's name: it's FYUN at. I hope that helps.
When Fionnait woke up that morning, she saw a note on her nightstand. Yawning, she read it.
Ait,
I got called in for a very important mission early this morning, so I won't be back till midnight at the earliest. Natasha said she will be here at noon to check on you.
Love, Clint
Smiling, she looked at the clock. It was nine o'clock in the morning. Getting up and stretching, Fionnait crossed to her dresser. She settled on a white t-shirt with the flag of her homeland, Northern Ireland, on it, a pair of blue jeans, and her converse with Northern Ireland's flag on them. She went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and started to brush her hair. Plugging up her straitner, she got a few hair bows. When the straitner was heated enough, she straitened her hair, put it up in a braid with her bangs framing either sides of her face, pulled out her makeup, and put her makeup on. By then it was a few minutes until noon. As she walked into the kitchen, Natasha Romanoff came into the house.
"You're Natasha, I presume?" Foinnait asked.
"Yes, you're Fionnait, right?" Natasha asked.
"Yep," Fionnait smiled.
"Have you eaten anything yet?" Natasha asked.
"No, I've been up getting ready for the day and didn't think about it." Fionnait shook her head.
"Do you want to go get something at a restaurant?" Natasha asked.
"Sure! I haven't eaten at an American place yet." Fionnait nodded.
"Didn't Clint take you to get something last night?" Natasha raised her eyebrow.
"No, he got called to handle some thugs and I made us some Irish stew while he was off handling them. I think that he was going to but then the call came and prevented it." Fionnait shook her head.
"He was close to strangling Stark at the site where the thugs were." Natasha laughed as they walked to her car in the driveway.
"Haha! Why?" Fionnait laughed.
"I think Clint figured out that Tony just wanted to annoy him and have a nearly complete team, since Thor is back at his home. Though, his comment; 'Did we call you away from a hot date' played a huge part in his wishes to strangle him." Natasha laughed. Fionnait couldn't stop laughing.
"Wow, hasn't he figured out not to tease Clint?" Fionnait laughed.
"Clint is a very controlled person, and doesn't let emotions show and doesn't let temptations get to him. I think Clint has neglected the punishment for teasing against Stark, but I make sure that Stark doesn't do it in my presence." Natasha shook her head.
"If I am ever around Stark when Clint is and he teases him, I'll beat him six ways from Sunday." Fionnait giggled.
"We're here." Natasha said as she parked.
"Where are we eating?" Fionnait asked.
"It's a place called Ihop. They have really good food." Natasha said.
"Cool!" Fionnait said. They sat down and ordered their food.
"Clint said that you were a good fighter, what do you like the most?" Natasha asked.
"I like swords, hammers, axes, knives, and hand to hand combat. But my specialty is Archery. I use archery for a few different purposes. I use it to feel close to Clint since we live in separate countries across an Ocean and don't see each other much. I also use it to forget that my parents fight constantly; actually I use all fighting for that. And lastly, it gives me a sense of security, so that if someone were to attack me, I could defend myself." Fionnait smiled. Their food arrived shortly after.
"Uh-oh, why is he here?" Natasha set her fork down.
"Who?" Fionnait took a bite of her pizza.
"Hey, Natasha, have you seen Clint?" Tony asked.
"He's on a mission." Natasha said as Tony sat down in the chair beside her.
"I needed to talk to him." Tony sighed.
"It can wait till he gets back." Natasha said.
"Hey, who's this?" Tony asked noticing Fionnait for the first time.
"Fionnait, Fionnait Barton." Fionnait said.
"Barton?" Tony frowned.
"Yes, I'm his cousin." Fionnait said.
"Okay then…" Tony said and then turned to Natasha. "If you see Clint, tell him that I need to talk to him."
"Okay," Natsha turned back to her food. Tony left the restaurant.
"Was that Stark?" Fionnait asked.
"Yeah," Natasha said. "Do you have anything else you like to do besides fighting and archery?"
"I dance," Fionnait smiled.
"What type of dance?" Natasha asked.
"Irish, you know, step dancing." Fionnait grinned.
"I've never seen that type of dancing before." Natasha smiled.
"I also taught Clint how to dance like that." Fionnait giggled.
"You taught Clint? I have to see him dance." Natasha laughed.
"I'll make sure you do." Fionnait grinned. After they ate, Natasha took her on a tour of the city and then they went back to Clint's house.
"I'm going to go to the archery range." Fionnait smiled.
"It's after dark, will you be able to shoot?" Natasha asked.
"Yeah, I can pretty much see in the dark like an animal. It's a good thing too. I mean, whenever the fighting gets bad I go out to my hideout in the forest." Fionnait sighed. "When the fighting was the worst I've ever seen, I called Clint and went out there. He's the best cousin in the world."
"I remember that, he was in a meeting with his boss and spent four hours on the phone. The boss was not pleased." Natasha smiled. They went to the archery range and Natasha was amazed by the girl's pinpoint accuracy in the dark.
"It's midnight, so want to go see if Clint is home?" Fionnait said as she retrieved her arrows.
"Yes, are you ready?" Natasha said.
"Yep, let's go." She nodded as they began their walk to Clint's house.
"Clint! You're back!" Fionnait grinned as they walked into the house.
"Yeah, and I'm exhausted." Clint yawned as he turned around.
"Well, I'm going to go, and Stark wants you to call him." Natasha said as she walked out the door.
"See you tomorrow, Natasha. Thanks for checking on Ait for me." Clint waved as she left.
"I met Stark today." Fionnait said as she set her bow and quiver down.
"Oh?" Clint raised his eyebrow.
"Yeah, I didn't like him much. Natasha didn't like him either." She giggled.