I OWN NOTHING! So, since Natasha and Clint are in this, do I move it to the crossover section? Or am I fine where I am. Thank you for more views and favorites and follows and reviews, it makes my day when a new one pops up! Since I intended this as a one-shot, I'm kind of just taking the ideas as they come. However, if someone has an idea they think would work really well, feel free to tell me!
"Well this is awkward." Simmons muttered to her partner as they sat alone at a table for six in one of Avengers Tower's ballroom. Coulson and Melinda had paused long enough to glare at the younger agents, then left to talk to others that they knew. Ward had finally asked Skye to dance, after a couple of wistful sighs from her and some uncomfortable fidgiting from him. They were now swaying together among the other couples, Skye looking content in his arms as he rested his chin on her head with the smallest of smiles. That left the scientists alone, since neither knew how to dance. Actually, neither of them really knew what they were doing there.
"Well you two look like you're having fun." Simmons jumped about a mile in the air, while Fitz flinched as a hand landed on his shoulder. "Don't do that to us!" Fitz exclaimed, as the spies sat down and waved to a waiter for drinks. "Sorry." Clint replied, sounding unrepentant. "Whiskey on the rocks, bloody mary, you guys want anything?" Natasha interrupted herself giving drink orders. "Long Island Ice Tea and another whiskey on the rocks." Fitz replied. The four of them sat in comfortable silence until the drinks came
"So." Clint began, knocking his own whiskey against Fitz's before toasting everyone else, "to not dying anytime too soon." Natasha laughed. "What are you two doing sitting here alone anyways?" She asked the scientists. "Neither of us know how to dance, our team is busy and we don't really know anyone else her." Fitz replied. "You know us!" Clint exclaimed, sounding a bit put-out. "Well, yes. But we figured since Stark is throwing this party under the banner 'The Avengers Welcome Phil Coulson Back from the Dead', you would have other things to do". Natasha snorted indelicately. "That's just an excuse. Tony throws a party whenever he wants, just because he slaps our names on it doesn't mean we actually have any say in what's going on." Fitzsimmons laughed. "Actually..." Clint mused. "What?" Natasha and Simmons said at the same time, Natasha sounding wary and Simmons curious. "We have RISK sitting upstairs. Are you two any good at world domination?"