Right, since I feel like celebrating today - I passed 150 followers, 100 favourites, 100 reviews and 50,000 visits with this story this weekend, so, yay! - I'm posting this chapter sooner than planned. Inspired by my Hot Toys Hawkeye. *grin* Enjoy! And thank you so much for your continuing interest in this story! You're awesome! *group hugs*

Aaaand – Action!

Tony handed Bruce the large bowl of popcorn, grabbed the remote and plopped down on the couch.
"Ready to get started?" he asked.

The others – Steve, Tasha and Thor – nodded.

"Isn't Clint coming?"
Bruce turned around, looking for the archer.

"Feathers?" Tony shook his head. "Nah. He's in his room, playing with his little Hawkeye."

He got a glare from Tasha, a disapproving frown from Thor and Steve almost choked on a mouthful of beer he'd been drinking. Bruce only rolled his eyes.

"What?"
Tony looked from one to the other.
"I checked on him ten minutes ago and he was really busy. I don't think he's finished –"

"Tony!" Steve cut him off. "That's more detail than we needed."

Tony frowned.
"I really don't get it. Why are you making such a fuss about Feathers playing with his little –"

A cushion hit him square in the face with quite some force.

"Hey!"

"Will you shut up about Clint now and start the movie?" Tasha almost snarled at him.

Steve, Tony noticed, had blushed a really pretty shade of pink, Thor was still fixing him with a disapproving look and Bruce was making a point of studying the DVD's cover text.

What the – oh. That's what they're thinking I said.

Tony folded his arms across his chest and glared right back at Tasha. And the others.
"You dirty-minded lot. Really, just because I usually mean exactly what you think I mean that doesn't mean it's also true for Feathers and his little Hawkeye."

"What about my little Hawkeye?" Clint suddenly asked from behind him.

Tony bent his head and twisted his neck until he could see him – upside down.
"Help me out here, Feathers, and show them your little Hawkeye, will you?"
Another cushion hit him in the stomach.
He righted himself.
"Would you stop that? It's movie time, not 'Let's use Tony for target practice' time."

"We don't want to see Clint's little Hawkeye", Steve told him with a stern look.

"Why not?" Clint asked. "I was gonna show you anyways. Gimme a minute."

Steve straightened in alarm and even Bruce looked up from the DVD cover now.

"You don't have to –" Steve started.
And stopped, puzzled, when Clint left.
"Where's he going?"

Tony grinned.
"Getting his little Hawkeye ready for the show."

He raised his arms when Tasha reached over Steve to grab another cushion.
"What did I say? No more throwing! Cap, take that thing away from her!"

Steve did – only to throw the cushion at him.
"I can do very well without seeing his little Hawkeye", he hissed.

"Aw, don't say that."
Tony gave him a wide-eyed, innocent look.
"It'll look fabulous next to little Captain America."

Steve's cheeks went several shades pinker.

From the corner of his eye, Tony saw that Bruce tried hard not to grin. Tasha just rolled her eyes.

Steve opened his mouth to say more but just then, Clint returned.

"There, little Hawkeye", he said and showed them what he was holding.
"Or, as I call him, Mini Me. How do you like him?"
He beamed at them.

The others stared at the twelve inch action figure in his hand. Well, except for Tony, who was grinning. And Bruce wasn't exactly staring, either. Rather looking like he was about to start laughing.

Tony thought he heard him murmur: "Dirty-minded lot indeed."

The action figure indeed bore a striking resemblance to the archer. So much so even that it looked almost creepily like its proud owner, right down to the clothes – made of real fabric – the glare and the mini-sunglasses.

"He's got a bow and arrows, too, and believe it or not, you can actually shoot them from the bow", Clint told them.

Tony folded his arms across his chest and pointedly looked at the others.
"Well?" he asked.

"Well what?" Steve asked back.

"Well, I guess you two owe me an apology. Thor doesn't since he's not from round here so, of course, he couldn't know and Bruce doesn't – well, he seems to have got this right from the start and."

Bruce glanced at him and grinned.

Steve and Tasha did apologize eventually.

Two days later, Fury sent Tony a memo, though, telling him that he wasn't allowed to buy any Avengers action figures. Or play with any Avengers action figures anyone else might own. Especially not Black Widow.

Which, of course, wasn't going to stop him ...