A/N: Hey all! Has anyone heard the new One Direction song, Little Things? If you haven't, now you know what to look up on YouTube after this chapter! It's such a beautiful song! It saved one girl from committing suicide just because she listened to it! One Direction has saved lives.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers, One Direction, or any other band/singer mentioned.
Chapter 6: Revenge for the Stolen iPod!
Baylee woke up early the next morning in her new bedroom. For a while she just laid there, thinking about nothing in particular. She could hear the quiet noise of water, signalling that either Clint or Natasha was in the shower in the huge bathroom. There was also the faintest sound of talking in the background; the tv must've been turned on by one of them.
When Baylee found the will to get out of bed, she padded quietly down to the lounge, where she found Clint watching the news and drinking his coffee.
"Morning," he greeted her.
"Morning, Clint," Baylee repled.
"There's some breakfast cereal in that cupboard if you're hungry. Nat snuck it up here the other day and Pepper thought it just ran out. There's a carton of milk in the mini fridge hidden in the cupboard next to that one. There's also coffee if you want coffee, just make sure there's enough for Nat, coz if there's not, she'll eat you. Or something along the lines of that," Clint informed Baylee, grinning at the end.
"Okay, thanks, and I don't drink coffee, so I guess I'm in the clear," she grinned back.
"Mhm," Clint agreed as he took a sip of his coffee. Baylee walked over to the cupboards that Clint had pointed to and easily found the milk and some cereal. She scanned her brain, trying to remember if Clint had told her where the bowls and spoons were.
"Next one over," he answered before her brain had fully formed the question.
Natasha appeared in the doorway then. "Morning, Baylee," she said as she walked over to sit by Clint.
"Morning, Natasha," Baylee called from the cupboard, grabbing another bowl and spoon for Natasha. She balanced everything in her hands as she walked over to the coffee table, dumping it all down and pouring the cereal and milk into the bowl. Baylee passed the extra bowl to Natasha and dug in as she watched the uninteresting news.
"Thanks," Natasha muttered. Baylee nodded, turning back to the tv, just as One Direction popped up on the screen. She squeaked and nearly knocked her bowl of breakfast on the floor. The uninteresting morning news just got much more exciting.
Clint and Natasha exchanged a look before looking back at Baylee, who was almost drooling at the tv. They both stifled laughs, and she didn't even hear them, she was completely lost in the tv.
When the show finished, about five minutes later, Baylee whined. Then she got an idea. She scarfed down the remains of her breakfast and ran off towards her bedroom. Natasha looked at Clint and let out a laugh. Clint took her breakfast bowl from her and put it on the table, then he tickled her. She jumped from the couch like she had last night squealing, and this time, Clint ran after her.
He chased her around the couch and down the hall, and she eventually made it into the elevator. Clint just made it, nearly getting squashed in the closing doors. He caught her and picked her up in the elevator, and she squealed and kicked around as he carried her into the kitchen, where Pepper was getting breakfast for Tony, Bruce, Thor and Steve, who were all seated at the table, talking about random things.
Clint carried her over to the table and dropped her in one of the chairs, them sat on her. The rest of the group started laughing. Then Natasha stomped on his foot, and he jumped back up and scrambled onto the next chair over, rubbing his foot once seated. Everyone laughed louder.
The elevator dinged them, the doors opening, and out stomped Baylee, looking furious. Pepper quickly walked over to her, concerned that their new resident was upset after less than twenty-four hours of being there. "What's wrong, sweetie?"
"Tony stole my iPod!" Baylee fumed, glaring at the billionaire, who smirked back, taking the iPod from his pocket and waving it in the air. Baylee stormed past Pepper and across the room to stand behind Tony's chair. He took it back and unlocked it, somehow knowing the passcode.
"You're right, you do have the strangest selection of music on here: AC/DC, Guns N' Roses, Nirvana, Alice Cooper, Bon Jovi, I mean they're alright. But really? Miley Cyrus, Selena Gomez, One Direction, Taylor Swift, Paramore, Muse, Bob the Builder, The Wiggles, Justin Bieber?" Tony asked, looking at her in disbelief. "Really?" Baylee didn't say anything, but snatched her iPod back from him. "And who are all those others I don't know?" he added.
"They're from the Australian version of The Voice," Baylee muttered. "How dare you steal my iPod, Tony!" she yelled. "You can't just waltz into my room in the middle of the night and take it and hack into it! I will have revenge!"
"And just what might you do?! Tony asked playfully, turning around to face her. Everyone else was stifling laughter and watching the show.
"I'm not gonna tell you! Coz you'll just try to prevent it!" Baylee shouted, storming back to the elevator and leaving the room.
"I'm gonna go make sure she's okay," Pepper said after she set everyone's breakfast on the table; she had already eaten.
"Baylee? It's Pepper. Can I come in?"
"Yeah, come in, Pepper," Baylee replied, not looking up from the plan she was drawing when Pepper walked into her room.
"What's this?" Pepper asked, looking over Baylee's shoulder at the detailed plan.
"It's how I plan to get back at Tony for stealing my iPod. No one touches my iPod but me," she said seriously, looking over her shoulder at Pepper.
"Can I ask what your plan is?" Baylee nodded and moved closer to whisper in her ear.
"Hack into JARVIS when Tony's not here and change his ringtone to 'Barbie Girl', then call him when he's in public." Pepper laughed. "I know it's not much, but I don't want to get on anyone's bad side just yet."
"Is there any way I can help?"
Baylee thought for a second. "Is there some way that you can get him out of the house?"
"I could make him go to a meeting at work for once. That would be pretty funny."
"Yep, we'll do that. Now I just have to hack into the security camera in the conference room where the meeting will be held. I'll need someone else to help with that. Anyone you would recommend?" Baylee asked Pepper.
"Natasha hacked into Hammer Industries' mainframe about a couple of years ago, and I'm sure Clint would have some computer skills as well with the job he has," she replied, shrugging.
A quiet 'ding' signalled that Clint and Natasha were back from second breakfast. "Speaking of the devils," Baylee told Pepper before walking out of her room, Pepper following.
"Hey guys, would you like to help me out with something?" Baylee asked them sweetly.
They exchanged a look. "What do we have to do?" Clint asked.
Baylee walked over to them and whispered in their ears so Tony wouldn't hear or see what she was saying in the security cameras. "Hack some computers."
Natasha's eyes widened and she smirked. "I like your plan. We're in."
"Yay! Thanks guys!" Baylee exclaimed excitedly. She turned to Pepper. "Time to start putting the plan into action, Pepper."
Pepper nodded. "Okay, I'll see what I can do," she said, pulling her phone out of her pocket and dialling a number.
Baylee turned back to Clint and Natasha and started talking in Russian. "Once Tony's gone, meet me down in the control room. Who's better with computers out of the two of you?" Baylee switched to Russian instead of whispering, knowing Tony was probably watching.
"Natasha," Clint answered instinctively in Russian. Natasha nodded.
"Okay, can you hack into the Stark Industries security cameras so we can watch this go down?" Baylee grinned, rubbing her hands together like the evil genius that she was. Natasha smiled and nodded.
"Great! Clint, I need you to search through Tony's music for 'Barbie Girl' by Aqua. No doubt he has it somewhere. Once you find it, I'll have hacked into Tony's phone by then, so I'll tell you where to copy it across tom then I'll make it his ringtone." Clint smirked and nodded excitedly.
"Last, but definitely not least, we all call Tony on my phone and watch the video on the camera that Natasha found. Gosh, it's gonna be hilarious!" Baylee squealed.
Pepper pressed the 'end' button on her phone and turned back to the others. "All set. The meeting's at ten, so you have just over an hour to do what you want."
"Thanks so much, Pepper. I owe you one!" Baylee said, running over to Pepper and hugging her.
"That's okay, Baylee. I better go get ready for work now," Pepper told her once she let go.
"Okay. I'm gonna go have a shower and calm down a bit or Tony'll suspect something's up," Baylee told them before turning and skipping off down the hall. Pepper walked to the elevator and went off to get ready. Clint looked at Natasha.
"Wanna watch a movie, Nat? You can pick, my darling wife," he offered, switching to Hungarian at the end.
"Mr. and Mrs. Smith," Natasha smiled.
Clint put a hand to his head as he remarked in chuckling Italian, "Oh, the irony!" Natasha laughed and hit him across the chest. Clint picked her up and carried her upside down over to the couch, dropping her on the end and sitting next to her. She put her feet in his lap and asked JARVIS to play Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
They knew that no one would be coming up to this level of the mansion anytime soon, and Baylee would be in the shower for a while, so they would have about half an hour to themselves without needing to hide. Someone may have thrown a knife before the movie started and it may have been aimed at the camera, which now had a suspicious-looking object sticking out of it.
Throughout the first half hour of the movie, Clint was tickling and massaging Natasha's feet. When Baylee walked through the doorway drying he hair with a towel, they were still seated like this. Natasha glanced at Clint, who asked JARVIS to pause the movie.
Baylee was still standing in the hallway, towel in hand staring at the pari suspiciously. "Is there something going on between you two?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at them.
"Do you speak Hungarian?" Natasha asked in Portuguese. Baylee waved her hand, gesturing half-half.
Natasha gestured between her and Clint. "We're married." Baylee's eye widened in shock, although she did half expect something like that.
"How long?"
"Three years," Clint replied, smiling sweetly at his wife.
Natasha kept eye contact with Baylee. "No one knows but you and Pepper."
Baylee got the message. "I won't tell anyone, I promise."
"Okay," Natasha sighed in English, turning back to the movie, which she asked JARVIS to resume.
"Ooh, can I watch, too?" Baylee asked, pulling a hairbrush from her hooded jumper pocket. She started brushing her had, waiting for an answer.
"Yep," Clint answered. Baylee walked over and sat down in the recliner next to the couch, still brushing her hair. She dried it once more with the towel, dumped in on the floor in front of the chair and began puling her hair into a plait on the side. When she was done, Pepper texted her to say that the meeting had started, and they stopped the movie to make their way down to the control room.
You're up for a bucket-full of hilarious revenge next chapter! If there are any mistakes, please tell me and I'll fix it. Reviews are always welcome! :)