Chapter 8-Got away
By: MysticFantasy
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"Bruce, catch him! He got away!"
The doctor stood from the armchair in time to see a small toddler wobble into the living room with a large smile behind his pacifier.
He smiled as he made his way to catch the red haired child. James giggled when he saw the doctor head toward him and started to walk to the side in hopes of escaping.
"Oh no you don't." Bruce declared with a grin as he grabbed the child and brought him into his arms. James giggled again just as Clint rushed into the living room.
"He is definatly Natasha's son." the archer declared. "I turn around, literally, for one second and he's gone."
"He's got Natasha's spy skills and Steve's speed." Bruce mused. "I think it's safe to say that he's going to be someone of great talents when he's older."
"No kidding." Clint agreed. "He's going to make me feel like an old man."
"I think he's going to make all of us feel that way." Bruce said and chuckled as James tried to make a grab at his glasses.
"Yep. But in the mean time...Come here little guy." Clint said taking his godson. "Your bath is waiting and you're not getting away from me this time."
"Don't jynx yourself Clint." Bruce warned with a smirk.
"Considering what we do on a daily basis, not including this little guy, that's an understatment." Clint replied with a grin before vanishing down the hall. He smiled at his godson who smiled at him in return.
"You definately make me feel like an old man." the archer said as he walked into the nursery and into the bathroom. "I wonder how your daddy feels. He's already older than all of us. I bet he feels a lot older."
Sitting James on the floor, Clint checked the bath water to find that it gotten cold during his search for the child. Turning the hot water on, he checked the water until it was at the perfect temperature.
"Alright kiddo, time to...Not again!" Clint exclaimed and saw that James had made another escape. "Definately Natasha's son!"