The next morning after breakfast Steve and Tony sat the two miniature Shield Agents down to explain things properly.
Judging from his conversation with her last night; Tony guessed Natasha had figured most of it out, but telling them together just made sense; they'd get the same information and could ask any questions they wanted. Once this had been dealt with, they were to go shopping with Pepper to get some clothes.

"How much do you guys remember?" Tony asked them. The two kids were sat on the sofa, facing Tony who was sat opposite on the table. Steve was stood by his side
and Pepper was milling about in the background, attempting to look like she wasn't listening while tidying up.

"We ain't stupid" Clint told him, sounding somewhat defensive

"We never said you were. We just want to make sure we're all on the same page"

Clint looked the two men over before turning to look at Natasha. She'd been staring intently at her feet which were curled up next to her on the couch. She hadn't said much since she'd woken up.

"Tasha said its 2014?" Clint asked. Natasha's eyes flickered up at the nickname

"It is" Tony confirmed.

"How'd I get here? It was 1984 last I checked"

"Look, I know what it's like to wake up in a different time. But I need you to believe us when we tell you that you and Natasha are our friends, here in 2014. Something happened and turned you back into children, but we're going to work really hard to get you back"

Clint looked at him, doubting his words; "Prove it?"

The two men looked at each other thinking how to go about this, before it clicked;
"Jarvis, pull up the security footage from Romanoff and Barton's shield files?"

"Right away sir"

The TV flickered to life behind Tony; he quickly moved out of the way and watched as the images of Clint and Natasha firing their respective weapons played on the screen.

"T-thats us" Clint stuttered, it wasn't a question though. He knew it was the truth.

"Who're we fighting?" Natasha asked, sounding concerned. Tony figured she was at a stage in her training where she was very aware of what was right and wrong. She wanted to be a good person; even through everything the Red Room forced her to do, she'd kept ahold of herself to know who she wanted to be; before the Red Room broke her down and conditioned her into thinking they were the good guys, and whatever they told her was right.

"The bad guys. I told you you're a hero"

Natasha's green eyes shot a thankful look in Tony's direction and a small smile tugged at her mouth; the first real smile he'd seen from her in her child-state.

"Here" Pepper told them, passing them a photograph of the Avenger's team and Phil.

"That's you!" Clint informed Steve, pointing at Captain America. Steve nodded;

"And that is Tony" he pointed his own finger to show them Iron Man on the photo.

"Wow that's cool!" Clint gushed, leaning closer to Natasha to show her the photo.

"Is he part of the team?" Clint asked, pointing to Coulson with a guilty expression on his face

"Sort of, he's our handler"

"I hit him with a chair..."

"We know, he'll forgive you though. You two are his favourites, maybe apart from Cap here" Tony said, clapping Steve on the back.

"You guys got any questions?" Steve asked as Natasha examined the photo carefully

Both kids shook their head, both seeming happy with the explanation he and Tony had given them. Thankfully. He really didn't know how Pepper, Coulson and Hill had coped with the six of them when they'd all been in this position.

"Right okay, let's go get you some clothes" Pepper told them. The two kids climbed from where they sat. Clint ran back to the room where they'd slept to get changed
into his makeshift clothes, while Natasha walked slowly towards Pepper to hand back the picture.

"You can keep that if you want" she told her gently, reading her well after years of living with Natasha

"Thank you"