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Clint woke up in an odd position. He was tied to a chair. He was the wrong way up. He was dangling from the ceiling. The only thing he could do was look around. On the wall he was facing was a note that read:

Clint, I am going to Italy on a mission. I will be gone for a few days and Agent Small is with me. You are probably wondering how/why I did this to you. How I did it will remain a secret. My reason for doing it is that you need to practice your 'awesome assassin ninja move thingys'. I know that you will not practice while I am away, so I have started your escape training!

From Natasha xxx

P.S. You are being timed. Get out quick enough and you will receive a prize. I have also placed items in the room that will help archer looked around the room and saw three items on the floor: a spray-can of something, a box of matches and a stick. He sighed. This was going to take a while.

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It took Clint fifteen minutes to get his left arm free. It took ten minutes to get his right arm free. It took half an hour to get rid of all ropes and realize that his clothes were glued to the chair. It took one minute to remove his shirt and trousers. It took two seconds to fall on his he had regained balance, he looked around the room and at the objects. There was no door, there were only small cracks in the walls at the corners of the room. There was an air-vent, but it was too small to fit through. The window was tiny, and all that was behind it was a light-bulb. As for the objects, the man didn't have a clue. His first thought had been explosives, but he soon discovered that the can was full of water. He had matches, but all that he could burn was the rope and chair he had been attached to. The stick turned out to be a cat toy with a dangly ball of brown feathers attached to the string at one end, and he had no idea what that could be used for. Well, until he heard Agent Houghton walk past.

"Houghton my man!"

"AAAAAHHH!"

"You wanna let me out?"

"Where are you? What are you doing?"

"Tasha shoved me in here."

"You're in the big shiny box on the roof? I wondered what was in there, but Tony said it was a secret."

"Tony will need protection once I'm outta here... D'ya think you could you let me out?"

"I dunno... Why are you even in there?"

"Escape training." Clint said as he started shoving the end of the toy through a crack in the corner.

"I don't think I shou-" the Agent started to say, but his eyes locked onto the toy, "Brown. Beautiful brown."

"You can have the beautiful brown if you let me out."

"Wait a second, are you bribing me?"

"Of course I'm not. I' m just saying that the beautiful brown will be yours if you get me out."

"Anything to get the beautiful brown..."Agent Houghton started taking bolts out, and a few minutes later Clint was free. But he didn't hand over the toy. He was going to keep it. It could come in handy later...

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"Clint?" Tony asked when he saw the mostly naked man jump from his couch to the air vent above it.

"Yeah?"

"Why only wearing underwear and carrying a cat-toy? Cause if you're into-"

"Shut it Tony. And if you tell the others-" Clint looked around the room. It was empty. He couldn't hear anything either, "Wait, where are the others?"

"Well, Nat and Lou-"

"They would kill you if they knew what you just called them," the archer interrupted.

Tony simply rolled his eyes and carried on, "-are in Italy on a mission. Thor went back to Asgard for something. Bruce is on the Helicarrier packing 'cause he's properly moving into the tower. Steve is out shopping for a jumper that isn't brown and our beloved Agent Houghton is still here. And I'm going out later on a test flight in a few minutes."

"Right..." Clint fully disappeared into the vent and moved towards his room as he plotted his revenge on Tony.

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The archer stepped back to admire his work and nodded in approval. Tony's bedroom looked much better in brown. There was just one element that it was lacking and Clint knew how to lure him in.

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His target was in front of the T.V. drinking coffee. Clint lowered the toy in front of the screen, and it was clear that the Agent had seen it. The man jumped to get the toy, so Clint pulled it back and headed towards the next vent. He dropped the toy from it, but the Agent was too busy trying to get inside the last opening."Over here!" He said, and the man ran over to the new spot.

"Lovely brown."

"Yes, it's very lovely."Clint then moved to the next vent and repeated. Then the next, then the next. He kept on going until the man was outside of the door that led to Tony's improved bedroom.

"Nooooo! Where'd the brown go?"

"It's through the door. Just open it and go in."

The Agent walked in and gasped. Clint smiled at his reaction, closed the door, and walked off.

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Clint had always been a light sleeper and it didn't take much to wake him. So how he had been sleeping through this, he had no idea. He ran into the Avengers' main living area and his suspicions were confirmed. There was, indeed, a fire. And a large one at that. Tony was smiling evilly as he threw stuff onto his orange mountain.

"Tony, it is way too early to exist. So why the hell are you burning your stuff at 2am? And did you have to do it on the new table?"

Tony turned to Clint, and it was obvious that he had gotten less sleep than usual and had way too much coffee. The genius then walked up to the archer and whispered in his ear, "It's the only time it can be done. When he is asleep. That Agent. That stupid Agent. That stupid Agent and his obsession with the colour brown. I am ridding the room of all brown items. Then I will burn the brown stuff in my room. Then every room. I can't take it anymore." Tony then ran back towards the flames and threw a couple of wooden spoons onto it. Clint looked around the room in desperation, for anything that might help him be responsible, considering that he caused this. And there it was. The orange case shone brightly and it called to him. He glided over to it and flipped the lid up. Using both hands, he removed the syringe and examined it. It already contained the Hulk-strength anaesthetic. Would it be too much for Tony? Would he survive it? Clint decided that he would as the caffeine would just neutralise it or something. So he jumped onto the sleep deprived man and shoved the needle into his arm. Tony was on the ground in seconds, and DUMMY finally got to use his fire-extinguisher for it's correct purpose.

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It took an hour to get the flames out, and a lot of water to get everything to cool down. Clint was too tired for heavy lifting, so he decided to leave Tony on the floor. He then managed to get Agent Houghton into his own room. Clint then remembered his door was locked from the inside (he usually uses the vents) and he was too tired to find an alternate way in. His feet shuffled across the floor in the direction of the couch. He then saw that Tony had moved to the couch, so the archer just fell asleep on top of the genius.