Chapter 3-Diaper duty
By: MysticFantasy
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Bruce walked into the room and heard the laughter of an infant. He quickly spotted James happily laughing as he was gently bounced up and down on Thor's knee.
The thunder god was being surprisingly gentle as he held the child. It was the most gentle Bruce had ever seen Thor be.
"Hey Thor. Spending some time with James?" Bruce greeted.
"Hello friend Bruce." Thor greeted, not taking his eyes off of the smiling baby he was holding. "Yes, the son of Steve and I are having a grand time."
"Sounds like it." Clint said as he and Tony walked in.
"Where are Steve and Natasha?" Tony asked.
"They informed me that they were going to locate items that are needed for James." Thor answered.
"Store." Tony stated simply and looked down at the laughing child. "Hey there big guy. Want to come with Uncle Tony?"
As if to answer him, James held his hands up to the billionare who took him in his arms.
"He seems like he shall grow to be a happy child." Thor said with a smile.
"Well, with us around to give him everything he wants, I'm sure he will." Tony said and chuckled as James grabbed his nose.
"Natasha will kill us if we spoil James." Bruce pointed out.
"We can spoil him but not as bad as I was." Tony said and lightly winced when his hair was grabbed.
"Looks like he's testing his limits already." Clint remarked with a smirk.
"Well he's about the only one that can get away with it." Tony said then wrinkled his nose. "Uh-oh. I think it's Clint's turn to have him."
"Dirty diaper?" Clint figured as Tony handed him his godson.
"Right on the dot." Tony answered with a smirk.
"Thanks a lot." Clint said as he walked out of the room and to the nursery. "You're Uncle Tony is such a jerk. You know that kiddo?"
James' only answer was a small muffled noise since his mouth was buried in Clint's shoulder. They entered the nursery and Clint gently placed the baby on the changing table. Just as he was about to undo the buttons on his one piece suit someone walked into the room.
"Clint?"
"Hey guys." Clint greeted the captain and spy.
"Got stuck with diaper duty?" Steve guessed as he walked over and took over the changing.
"Well, Tony had him and smelled it but decided that it was the duty of the next guardian." Clint said casually.
"Sounds like Tony." Natasha said putting away the items she and Steve had purched for their son. "I can't imagine how he'll be when he eventually has kids of his own."
"I think we're all going to get a kick out of it." Steve said as he tossed the dirty diaper into the trash bin.
"I know I will." Clint declared as Steve finished placed a clean diaper on his son. Once James was clean, he was held in his father's arms.
"I think he would like a little fresh air." Natasha said standing next to her husband. "How about a trip to the park?"
"Sounds like a plan." Steve answered with a smile.
"Want to come along Clint?" Natasha asked as she grabbed the stroller.
"Yeah." the archer answered with a smile.
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"Come on little man. Let's see if you like swings." Clint said holding James as he walked over to the swing set.
Natasha and Steve smiled from the bench as they watched Clint sit on a swing and lightly pushed. He held James protectively as they swang back and forth only a few inches.
"I think we picked right. Don't you think?" Natasha asked.
"I think we did." Steve answered with a smile as he put an arm around his wife's shoulders.