Natasha Romanoff blinked and yawned as she stretched her stiff limbs. She sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes with her fingers. She looked around her bedroom until she spotted her black catsuit, hung over the edge of her small bookshelf. She dragged herself out of her warm, cosy bed and headed over to the bookshelf. She lifted the clothing and screamed- a sound that not many people on the hellicarrier knew. Natasha waved her arm in front of her as if she was swiping at a fly. The little black creature crawled up her arm, seemingly oblivious to her discomfort. She swiped at the black widow spider and it fell to the floor and crawled under her bed. As she stood panting Tony Stark peeked his head through the door.
"Tony'd," he said with a sly grin. He ran away as soon as he said it and Natasha ran after him and rugby tackled him to the ground. "Wow," he said, "Never thought I'd ever have you on top of me like this."
"Shut up, Stark!" Natasha punched him a few times until he was knocked out. Director Fury would hate her if she killed him. She dragged his unconscious body over to the wall and left him there until he woke up. She didn't think he would ever want her on top of him again