A/N: Another set of thank yous goes out to everyone who's reviewed, favorited, or followed. This chapter is for agent-HAWKEYE who requested some Clintasha flirtyness. So I hope you enjoy that! This has a bit of a cliffhanger ending (I know, I'm sooooo evil), but the next chapter is a direct continuation and it should be up soon, schoolwork permitting. If anyone wants a specific scenario or prank to occur feel free to let me know. I promise I don't bite. :)

Natasha and Clint had just returned from a shopping trip and were laden with bags. The other Avengers were in the living room trying to decide what movie they should watch next. Tony was the first to see the pair as they walked by the door.

"Well it looks like she's got you on a leash birdbrain."

"I don't have him on a leash. Well, sometimes I do, but that's strictly on a voluntary basis. Besides, he wanted to go shopping with me."

Clint popped his head around the door. "Yep. I wanted to go. We went the ammo store."

"You mean to tell me that all of those bags are full of ammunition?" Steve couldn't wrap his mind around two people going through that many bullets and arrows.

The two assassins said nothing, but they had matching grins on their faces. Needless to say, the others were very afraid of the assassins' attachment to their ammunition as well as their readiness to use it.

"Nat even bought me some gummy worms! She sure knows what this Hawk likes." Clint smirked at Natasha.

"I sure do sweetie!" Natasha made sure that she gave Clint a wink and a smirk in return. "Well, we need to go stock our firing ranges. Be back in a few minutes."

As the two assassins went to their respective ranges, the other Avengers looked at each other in silence. That is, until Bruce voiced what Thor and Steve were thinking. "What exactly did we just witness?"

Tony shuddered a bit. "I think that was...flirting."

Steve just couldn't believe it. "That was flirting? And what was the whole Clint being voluntarily on a leash supposed to mean anyway?"

Tony was about to explain when Bruce stepped in and elbowed him in the stomach. "I'll explain it to you later, Steve."

"Oh. Well, thanks Bruce."

Thor began to raise his hand as if to ask a question.

"I'll tell you later too, Thor."

Thor put his hand back down and was happy.

"Now that apparently Banner is going to explain that to you two, which I would love to see your reactions when he tells you, we need to decide what movie we're going to watch. I say we watch the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. All the extended editions."

It was at this point that Clint and Natasha entered the living room. No one wanted to watch the trilogy that night because they wanted to save that in preparation for the Hobbit when it came out.

"Fine, be that way. How about Transformers?"

"Tony, why don't we watch Last of the Mohicans? It's historic, action-filled, good music."

"Did I ask your opinion, birdbrain?"

"Nope, but I bet that I can hit a bulls-eye on your dartboard, blindfolded, facing the opposite direction as the board, with my right hand."

"Wait, you're a lefty, right? And why would I take you up on that bet?"

"Yes, I'm left handed. You would take me up because I'm going to let you record it, and if I miss you can broadcast it to all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. Oh, and if I make it, we watch Last of the Mohicans."

Tony looked like he was doing some very serious mental calculations. He ultimately agreed to the bet.

"Moron."

"Hah! See even Natasha doesn't think you can do it, birdbrain."

"No, dumbass. She was referring to you as the moron. She only calls me idiot when I do something stupid."

"You know you love it, Clint."

"That, I do." He gave Natasha a smile. "So, who's got a blindfold handy?"

"I've got one, just let me go get it." Natasha got up and went presumably to get the blindfold.

"Why does Natasha have a blindfold?"

"Steve, Thor, I'll tell you later!" Bruce looked like he wanted to punch someone. Tony just snickered.

"Okay, I'm back. Are you ready for the blindfold Clint?"

"I'm always ready."

Natasha put on the blindfold and handed Clint the dart. Clint turned; his back was facing Natasha; he rolled his shoulders and stretched his right arm. While he was preparing to throw the dart, Tony noticed that Natasha's eyes weren't on Clint's arms like the rest of the Avengers. Her eyes were a bit lower. Tony liked living at the moment, so he kept his mouth shut. Clint let the dart fly and big surprise, it didn't miss.

"Bulls-eye sweetie."

"I thought your eyes would've been on me? I know how much you like to watch me aim." Clint smirked as he was taking off the blindfold.

"In your dreams, Clint."

"Stop by any time, Nat."

"You know I will."

"Can we please just start the movie now?!" Steve was looking a bit red. Tony thought it was hilarious. He knew the reason Clint wanted to watch that movie. For some reason, it was Natasha and Clint's make-out movie. Poor Steve, he picked the seat on the couch next to the love birds. Tony gave him 30 minutes before he figured that Steve would have to leave the room due to the assassins' smooching.

Ten minutes into the movie Thor made the connection that the main character of Last of the Mohicans was called Hawkeye.

"Eye of the Hawk, this man bears your name. Is this, what do you call it, movie based upon thy life?"

"Yes, Thor. Yes it is."

"I always knew I'd end up dating a hero." Natasha snuggled closer to Clint.

~ Five Minutes Later~

Steve looked to his right because he had been hearing some weird noises. After he looked, he really wished he hadn't. On his right, the two deadliest people he knew were kissing like there was no tomorrow. Why were they moaning? How did Clint's leg get over there?! Why are they chewing each others' faces off?!

"ENOUGH! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA THROW UP!" With that exclamation, Steve ran from the room, and his face was redder than Natasha's hair.

"Pay up Nat."

Tony's jaw dropped. "What?!"

"We had a bet to see how long Steve would last if we started openly flirting and kissing. I said he wouldn't make it 20 minutes into the movie. Steve only lasted 15. Therefore I win."

"Come on Clint, the "nest" isn't going to build itself."

"You know you love me!"

"Yes I do."

The two assassins went off to prepare whatever this "nest" was. Tony felt bad for Steve. He felt even worse that if he had been in on the betting, even he would have lost to that birdbrained archer.

Bruce took the opportunity to point out a very unnerving point. "If this is their open flirting, what on earth is their hidden flirting?

"Bruce, my man. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I don't even want to know. Hey, where did Thor go?"

"He left as soon as Clint and Natasha started kissing. You were too busy checking the timer on your watch to see how long Steve would last."

"Hmmm. You know, I haven't done a prank in a while. I think I know just what to do. Let's go get Thor and Steve."