Tony's antics part II

4 hours ago~

Clint was making his way to kitchen to sulk in some ice cream about his crushing defeat against cap and widow. On his way there he couldn't help but notice Tony mumbling to himself on the porch. Finding it more strange than usual, his curiosity got the best of him. A dubious thought came to mind; who would give up a chance to scare Tony, not him. Clint slowly crept up behind the billionaire and when he was in close range he shouted…

"HEY TONY!" This made the genius jump into the air with a girlish scream. The only thing to greet him once he came down from his mini heart attack was Clint's hysterical laughter.

"Clint you piece of shit!"

"Hahaha sorry haha I couldn't resist, but anyways what cha doing out here shouldn't you be working on fixing something?" Clint leisurely questioned.

Tony took a moment in choosing his words, "Actually I put that on hold for a bit something interesting came up."

"What's more interesting to you besides tech, women, money, and alcohol?"

"Oh you poor, poor man you think way to little of me…" Tony brought Clint to look over the edge of the porch. He pointed out where Natasha was sitting, "You see there right…"

"So you're creeping on Nat now didn't you try that before and got your ass kicked by both her and Pepper, are you going for a round two man." Clint said flatly.

"No asshole, look closer who is she looking at hmm…" Clint's eyes followed Tony's finger in the direction he was pointing out. His eyes went wide when he realized that Steve was running away from the Russian beauty on the beach. But it didn't quite all click in his head.

"Why is Cap running away from Nat?"

Tony rolled his eyes, "Haven't you noticed something between them, the little dinner date last night, making breakfast together, hanging out with each other more often than usual."

"Hmm y'know you do have a point…NO you don't think that he…that she…" The realization hit Clint like a ton of bricks.

"NO WAY they like each other!?"

"Clint please focus, God where's your damn brain today, but yes I have a feeling that widow and cap do have something brewing between them but I'm not too sure and I want to find out."

"You're gonna mess with them aren't you"

"Oh big time, you in?" Tony offered.

"Fuck yea! Payback is way over due for that crazy bitch" Clint grinned devilishly alongside Tony.

After a couple hours of planning Clint and Tony concocted, what they believe, the most perfect plan if you ever want to mess with a world-class spy and a super solider. It was childish but they guaranteed that it would produce the desired results. The plan consisted of a series of very unfortunate and embarrassing encounters, which will ultimately place the couple in very awkwardly intimate situations, if everything goes right. The paper Tony gave them was not only a list of suggested items but of locations to ensure that the couple will be there.

Present~

Natasha steadily slowed the boats' speed as they pulled up towards the docks. The ride there had been nothing short of an awkward silence for the most part. It seemed to her that Steve was trying to avoid all physical contact with her; even talking was far and few of words. This was both irritating and very disappointing. She was hoping for more of the fun-loving playful captain whose company she's grown accustomed to, instead she's stuck with Mr. grumpy pants. Granted it was her mischievous actions, which resulted to this version of Steve. She had to do something and fast.

Natasha quickly got off the boat once Steve secured it to the docks, "So where is our first stop cap?"

Steve pulled out the contents of his pocket, unfortunately everything fell out at once. Instinctively, they both tried to catch the falling objects ultimately leading them to bumping into each other's head. Steve was the first to react to the situation not even bothering with the slight throb on his forehead; his only concern Natasha's well-being.

"Hey you ok, I'm sorry Nat." He brushed his hand softly over the spot where his head met hers.

"How's it looking doctor?" she played off which got a smirk out of him.

"Doesn't look too bad I think you'll live to see another day" he lightly smiled. Steve realized how close they were and became easily flustered all over again. He purposely put some distance between them to her distain. Reaching down he picked up the paper and gave another quick apology for his clumsiness.

Steve looked over the paper, "Looks like Tony wants us to check out a clothing store called Gazi."

"Gazi…sounds really familiar, I think I went undercover there once."

"I think we should save your war stories for later Nat, undercover remember." Steve pointed between them.

Natasha raised an eyebrow at him slightly, "Are you patronizing me Rogers?"

Steve took the lead before replying with a shrug of his shoulders. It made her scoff in disbelief at his choice of response but she was happy that his mood was lightening up little by little. It wasn't long before they arrived in the shopping area of the town. Surprisingly the shop was found sooner than expected. The couple walked into the shop and was immediately greeted by a very hefty set mannish looking woman.

"Oh customers!" the woman hollered enthusiastically. The sales woman shook their hands vigorously; Steve's eyes averted her altogether afraid that something might spill out that he wasn't suppose to see.

"Oh my, such a modest young man" The busty lady smacked Steve's shoulder with force he wasn't expecting. "To-ton-Tonya we have customers!" she yelled. A lady appeared from the back of the store. She was thinner in comparison but just as masculine in features. Natasha could've also sworn that she saw stubble on her chin.

"Why hello my dear welcome to our humble shop, how may my sister Cli-Clarisse and I be of assistance to such a lovely couple?" Tonya gave them a very wide grin.

At this point, Natasha and Steve were becoming a bit skeptical about the shop owners; they weren't too sure if they were going to attack them with sales or their breast. Natasha ended up giving Steve a suspicious look, which he in turn gave her a reassuring glance as he indirectly scanned the area. Either way they decided to drop the subject and focus on the task at hand; they didn't need to worry about trivial things. And for the most part if the two 'women' did try to attack them they would be done for the count almost instantly. Acting on instinct, Steve was the first to initiate the couple act. He inadvertently put his hand on Natasha's back while making his request to the two women.

"Yes, we are actually here to look for some items as a gift we were wondering…" The fatter lady hushed Steve by putting her finger to his lips, "I know exactly what you need young man… Tonya get this woman to the dressing room!" Natasha turned her head to look at Steve who was visibly curious as to what will unfold. She didn't like the fact that he was enjoying her being prey to this situation.

"Now darling, you wait here and Clarisse and I will return with some marvelous outfits for you to try on." Tonya closed the curtains of the dressing room and headed towards the back of the store.

Behind the scenes however, Tony and Clint we're shifting through a mess of various feminine outfits courtesy of Tony himself. The plan was actually going better than they had thought. By now Clint was for sure that Natasha would've either, left the shop or blown his cover but she seems to be enjoying this unique opportunity with Steve.

Tony shoved a few outfits into Clint's arms, "Tony where did you get all these clothes, god this thong is riding up places it should never be, isn't the thong a bit much like forreal bro how are you resisting the urge to not yank the shit out of your butt?!"

"You know what's even weirder how your voice still sounds like a dude, do you want your cover to be blown or not…no right so woman up and it's called mind over matter." Clint was beginning to worry a bit about Tony's intense efforts.

Clint came out from the back and handed the clothes through the curtain. Then he sat down next to Steve and flung his head dramatically to the side, "You are going to love these outfits I guarantee it!"

Steve sat in his seat secretly anticipating what was to be revealed. However what he didn't know was what was going on behind that curtain. In actuality, Natasha kept silently spilling a string of curse words in all languages. She saw the outfits and didn't like them at all. It wasn't that they were bad, in fact she took a fancy to one of the pieces. But it was just the fact that she had to wear these outfits in front of Steve, which was making her reluctant. Nonetheless she sucked it up and stuck it out, putting on the least sexualized outfit out of the three that she had. God help me now.

On the other side of the curtain Steve was mindlessly fiddling with his keys, trying to keep his mind from wandering too much. Clint watched the captain's actions periodically while they waited. Jesus what is taking this woman so long its just three outfits for Pete sake. Steve man you need to calm your shit, you're making this thong look comfortable. Clint was just about to say something until the dressing room curtain swung open. Clint's mouth immediately shut while Steve's attention was completely enamored by the woman who stood before them. Natasha was graced in an all white sundress. The top of the dress hugged her torso accentuating her bosom, while cutting off into the loose formless skirt with white lace accents trailing along the edges of the dress. It was simply a beautiful piece that resonated youthful innocence. It left Steve utterly speechless, he didn't know what to say at this point all he knew is that he wanted to see her like this more often.

Natasha watched their reactions when she came out of the dressing room, "So what do you think, personally I think Pepper would love it don't you Steve?"

Steve had to blink a couple of times to refocus his thoughts, "Y-yea I-I think you look wonderful, it-its wonderful on you" Clint and Tony almost busted out laughing at the sight of the stuttering captain. It was such a rare display, to witness the always calm and collected leader become so easily flustered in the presence of a woman. But they got to admit he sure does know how to pick them.

"See what did I tell you, doesn't the young miss look beautiful huh" Tony's voice came from behind Steve and Clint.

"I think I'll keep my options open till I see all of the outfits." She withdrew once more behind the curtains. The next outfit was an all black cocktail dress; it was something she would normally wear to a party or gathering but those only happened far and few. She was secretly enjoying herself a bit. Finally when time came to for the last outfit, it was something different altogether. To call it an article of clothing was an understatement; this thing was pieces of an outfit, but that didn't stop her curiosity. Would I put it on to try it, yes. Now would I go out and show it to the others, fuck no.

"Natasha sure is taking long with this last outfit I wonder if she's ok?" Steve said more to himself than anything. The images of the first two dresses filled his mind, he couldn't wait to see the next one. However his comment didn't go unnoticed by Tony's ears.

"Oh honey, why don't you check on her?" Tony suggested.

"Are you sure, I think she can handle herself."

"Taking this much time with that outfit she might actually need help with it." Tony was trying to convince Steve into his trap.

"I don't know…"

"Oh come, come" Clint got Tony's hint and started to shove Steve closer to the dressing rooms. Sure enough there he stood in front of Natasha's dressing room. He cautiously leaned in close to the curtain.

"Hey Tasha is everything ok?" Steve asked.

"Yea-yup-yea, got it, we are a-o-k in here Stevie boy" Natasha was caught off guard; she was so fixated in admiring how well the get-up actually looked on her.

Convinced with her statement, Steve turned around and was heading towards his seat, until suddenly the store clerks bombarded him. The clerks ganged up on Steve by thrusting a bunch of clothes into his arms telling him to give them to Natasha; ultimately causing him to loss his balance. It all happened so fast that hardly anyone could register what exactly happened in the mitts of the chaos. Tony and Clint peered into the room to survey the damage but instead they found a very unique situation. When Steve lost his balance he fell into Natasha's dressing room, and the only thing he could land on was none other than a partially clothed assassin. No one in his or her right mind would ever dare to think of interrupting Natasha while she is doing something, let alone changing. One could only imagine what she would do to the person who face planted right on top of her inside a cramped square of a changing room in a foreign country while having her top missing. Natasha looked over Steve's body and glared directly at the store clerks. Playtime is over. It was as if hell itself froze over and everything in her path was going to suffer a thousand deaths.

Clint felt a shiver go down his spine as he noticed that Natasha was swiftly untangling herself from under Steve, who was still too stunned to even move. "Ummm uhh, Tonya I think we should leave to that appointment, NOW!" Clint was urgently pulling Tony to the back of the store in his attempt to dodge Natasha's rage.

"Oh you're not going anywhere you whores!" Once she was free from under Steve's weight she bounded across the store, blocking the path of the frightened 'ladies'. It only took mere seconds for her to completely subdue the two and she had a pretty good idea of who was behind these shenanigans. By the time Steve came to his senses he rushed to his feet and started to furiously apologize to Natasha for the incident.

"It's fine Steve I know who the culprits are or should I say mother fucking Tony and Clint." Her words were sharp and venomous.

"What the fuck Tony, why the hell would you do that to me?!" Now it was Steve's turn to be completely pissed off. He marched right up to the two and reached down to pull them up by the collars of their dress. Panic clearly rose to their faces, now they had to deal with an angry solider.

"Hey c'mon haven't you guys ever heard of a joke" But to Tony's prevail the captain and spy weren't buying it at all.

"C'mon Steve ol' buddy ol' pal you, it was a prank that's all and we're gonna all laugh about this in like the next year or so ahaha…ha...ha" Clint knew he was a dead man.

"You have two seconds to convince my why I shouldn't be pummeling your faces right now." Steve threatened and he never threatened.

Out right Clint yelled, "It was Tony's idea he thought up the whole plan!"

"WHAT?! Of all the times to choke you chose now, SHIELD would be oh so proud of you, and may I remind you that you're the one who wanted revenge on Natahsa here!" Tony couldn't believe how weak Clint was being.

"Well you're the one that wanted to mess with them in the first place!"

"You agreed to it!"

"Shut the fuck up you two!" Natasha went straight up to them and knocked their heads together.

"Steve I think some form of punishment is in order."

"Right you are my dear, right you are…" After a few minutes Tony and Clint were stripped and tied to the ceiling with writing on their forehead that said, 'tweedle-dee' and 'tweedle- dum'. Natasha and Steve were satisfied with their form of humiliation of the two although she still felt that he let them off way too easy. They gathered their things before leaving the vicinity; Natasha even took the dresses she liked. And they left with their middle fingers high in the air without saying a word to the two bumbling idiots.

So this is part 2 of their fantastic plan lol I have an idea of where I want to go with this but I would love to hear what you guys have to say. Thank you for all the favs and follows, I'm so grateful for them. Please remember to R&R :)