A/N: I love you guys. You know that right?

Rule 8: Roller Skating is Not a Proper Team Bonding Exercise

"Scarlette!" Clint shrieked as his legs shot out from under him and he fell onto his back.

"Sucker." I said in a sing song voice, as I skated past him gracefully.

Bruce had convinced us that Roller Skating would be a great team bonding exercise, and for some reason, we actually went along with it.

As you could imagine, Natasha and I were the only ones who were somewhat good at it. Bruce was pretty bad considering how much he wanted to do this, Thor's skates were too small (they didn't have his size) and he just walked around painfully outside of the rink most the time. Steve... Nobody knows what happened to Steve... He skated into a large group of kindergarteners and no one saw him again until we left. Tony found a birthday party, paid the kid a hundred bucks, and ate his cake.

"Awh, you poor baby." I said, Turning sharply, and skating up to where Clint sat all grumpily. "Come on, I'll help you."

I extended my hand to him, and he promptly pulled me onto the ground next to him.

"Sore loser." I mocked.

"You may be better at me at skating, but you will never be able to beat me at Just Dance." He said smugly, as he struggled to stand back up.

"Just Dance is a little kids game." I said, standing up, grabbing his hand, and proceeding to drag him behind me around the rink.

"Whatever." He said jokingly.

We skated around the rink peacefully for a while. Every now and then I'd glance over at Clint, who was always beaming.

"FRIENDS" someone shouted from behind us.

I spun my head around just long enough to see Thor bumbling towards us.

"HELP SUPPORT ME FRIENDS FOR I AM UNABLE TO KEEP MY BALANCE ON THESE WHEEL SHOES"

Clint then said something in German that I'd prefer not to translate, but I'll assure you, there was children around, and that is why it was said in German.

Thor crashed into us, and we all came tumbling to the ground.

"Thor!" I complained.

"I APOLOGIZE MY FRIENDS, THESE SHOES ARE A HINDRANCE AND I CANNOT CONTROL MY MOVEMENTS WHILE WEARING THEM."

I rolled my eyes. Clint was laying face first on the ground, unmoving.

"Are you okay?" I asked laughing, nudging him.

"Don't touch me." He said muffled. "Just leave me here. Tell me when we are leaving. I'm not moving until then."

Skating is dangerous. Skating is painful. Skating is now against the rules.

Next Rule: Just Because Someone Looks like Scarlette, Does Not Mean They Are Scarlette, no Matter How Exactly Alike They Look, Even If She Actually Has the Same Freaky Hair Dye Job, And You Cannot Kidnap Them and Tell Them They Are Lying When They are Not

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-Kitty