Disclaimer: I do not own Skye, Phil Coulson, Melinda May, Grant Ward, or FitzSimmons. I only own the variation I have created off of this very popular idea.
I firstly must thank Neeeeeal who, as the author of Turn Back Time, has done such a very interesting and lovely job on their story I wanted to give my attempt of it a go.
However, because I cannot find B.J. Britt's wiki page or his age, I'm going with Ward. But that's not the only reason. It's because with the Hydra plot, I see no room or logical way for this story to make sense. So... It's AUish. Ward isn't hydra. Yay! Because I really did love Ward.
Warning, MAY include Avengers. I upped the rating for my own comfort.
If you thought Tony and Clint were idiots before, then you're gonna need to invent a word to describe them now. Tony, the coffee addict, had brewed himself a lovely pot of it after cleaning the kitchen, sipping it. The hot drink definitely woke him up, but looking over at Skye and Leo's hungry faces, he had a genius, coffee related idea.
He got two little mugs for the kids, and poured them each what he called a special breakfast drink. He then secretly poured them some coffee, added a lot of sugar and milk, hoping it would dilute the extremity of the coffee and handed it to them. Instead of writing an autobiography, Tony should be writing a book called If you give children coffee...
When Clint came down with Grant and Jemma, he didn't want to retell what a hard time the British child gave him, he found Leo and Skye sat at the table, talking faster than normal. Tony smiled, holding a cup of coffee out to Clint.
"Tony..."
"Yes," Tony smiled, drinking his third cup of coffee.
"Why are they-" Clint stopped, intercepting Skye's cup and sipping it. He turned, glaring at Tony, "You gave them coffee!?"
"Yeah," Tony says casually, "They like it, each on their second cup."
"Tony! You're gonna turn them into coffee addicts."
"Coffee addicts!" Skye cheered in rejoice, looking at Clint and starting a rousing chant of coffee.
Clint scowled, "Tony they have enough energy to power New York!"
"Relax I got the perfect solution!" Tony smiled.
Clint glared at Tony, holding his right hand out for the glow in the dark stamp. Of all the places Tony had to pick, he chose the place with the screaming children.
"Welcome to Chuck E. Cheese's," Tony spread his arms out as the children looked around. Tony smiles, getting them each fifty tokens and handing them the little cups they came in.
"You kids go have fun, don't talk to strangers and if you need us, we'll be sitting in the booths somewhere," He smiles, gently pushing them forward. The kids look at one another before splitting up. Tony smiles, looking at Clint who just glared at him, "What?"
"Tony, you don't just tell kids to go run off. You gotta watch them," Clint says following Tony towards a booth, the billionaire waving him off.
"Relax, they're not gonna go anywhere," Tony casually replies.
Clint scowls, following the billionaire as he goes to get a nice seat. The archer sat keeping his head low as children ran all over the place with parents. Tony casually picked a menu, looking it over unfazed by the loud music and screaming.
Meanwhile, Grant was playing a racing game. The eleven year old stick his tongue out, swerving to avoid collision. His tokens sat in his lap, while he accelerated, pushing through from fifth place to third place. Jemma, who didn't think Grant would be so good at the game and take so long, got bored rather quickly and went to go play the Squash the Spider game.
Leo and Skye, not in the mood to play games, abandoned their shoes. On the way, up the SkyTubes, the two kids fill their jean pockets with the tokens and begin their climb.
"Skye, wait up!" Leo says, struggling to keep up with his little sister as she giggled, disappearing down a tube. Leo frowns, crawling after her through the tunnel, shouting that she slow down.
"Skye!" Leo grabbed her ankle before she turned a corner, "Skye wait for me!"
Skye turned, looking at Leo, "Leo, I'm right in front of you!" The four year old said, before continuing her crawl. Leo huffed, following her through the tubes and into the race car dead end. Skye smiled excitedly, looking out of the side.
"UNCLE TONY!" Skye shouts as Leo takes the wheel, "LOOK AT OUR NEW RIDE!"
Tony looked around, smiling at them and goes to take a picture with his phone. Tony glanced back at Clint, "Clint, look at them," Tony smiled.
Clint sighed, watching Skye wave from the yellow race car as Leo drove, "Leo! Look out for the dragon!"
Clint groaned, placing his head on the table. They've been there for nearly an hour and a half, with Grant playing Ski Ball, basketball, and every racing game he can get his hands on, gathering tickets like crazy. Jemma, Leo, and Skye were playing Deal or No Deal surprisingly. And so far, they were doing pretty well. Great actually.
"How long does it take to waste 50 tokens?"
"Relax me amigo," Tony says, "Before you know it, they'll be too tired to continue."
Clint glanced around; he had a serious head ache, about three different babies were crying and he was getting sick of the animatronic singing, "Tony... I want to leave."
"Come on Legalos, just be patient."
"You're telling me to be patient?"
"Yeah, because unlike you, I'm unaffected," Tony smirked even though his eye was starting to twitch, "Now, I'm going to go get my pizza."
Tony stood, walking away from the table, leaving Clint to hold his head. The assassin groaned, pulling out his phone and began to text his partner.
Help me...
He glanced over, watching Skye, Leo and Jemma rake in the tickets. Leo was in control of the consul, the two of them talking about their next choice. He couldn't quite fathom how they were so good at this, but he assumed that their edge was Skye. He had heard that Skye as an adult could hack into anything, do anything with a computer. She could virtually erase a person from existence really.
What's wrong Barton?
I have a headache.
Why should I care?
Please come pick me up D:
Where are you?
Chuck E. Cheese's
... -_- You're on your own.
"Wait! Tasha!" Clint whined, trying to call the Russian. But after seven unsuccessful attempts, he was reduced to simply looking at his phone, completely oblivious to Tony. Clint threw his phone onto the table, frustrated and angry.
"Sheesh," Tony says, placing the pizza down and grabs a piece of pepperoni pizza, "Chill..."
Clint glared at Tony, giving him the middle finger from under the table. Glancing over, he sees Grant come running over with a little cup full of tickets. The eleven year old slid into the seat and starts to eat some pizza, telling them all about the games he was just playing. Clint simply nods along, honestly not caring either way about what games the kid was playing. He just wanted to go home, to get these kids settled and then take some aspirin and chew Natasha out for this.
Just as the archer decides to have a piece of pizza, he hears Skye scream. Immediately, he leaps out of the booth, forcing Grant under the table before running towards them. They weren't at the Deal or No Deal game anymore, they were around the corner and as Clint ran, several scenarios filled his head; an adult creeper pestering the kids and trying to get them to leave with him, a guy from the organization that experimented on them, a bully trying to take their coins or tickets.
Clint did not expect to see Skye beating up Chucky, or the poor unfortunate kid in the costume.
"BAD MOUSE!" Skye raised a pizza tray over her head, hitting the kid in the head while Leo threw the ski balls at him.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Clint muttered, watching the children as Jemma kicked the mouse in the head. He sighed, deciding it was time to break this up, "Kids! Leave the rat alone!"
The three children stopped, Leo dropped the ball and Skye threw the tray behind her like a frisbee. Jemma backed away, poor Chucky groaning as he got to his feet. He quickly ran away, afraid they'd ignore Clint after a few moments.
"Are these your children?" A woman asked in an annoying, agitating voice. Clint clenched his jaw, looking at the woman, "What kind of father let's their children beat up a poor-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Clint snapped, all his pent up rage escaping, "How in hell do you leg me as their father? They don't even look like me you bitch! I'm not even-"
Before he could say anything else, Tony got in the way, pulling Clint away. Tony looked at Grant, "Grant buddy, why don't you guys cash in your tickets and get some cool prizes ok? I'm just gonna talk to Clint." Then Tony turned to the woman, "You heard him, mind your own fucking business."
The woman huffed, turning away and dragging her daughter with her as Grant led his brother and sisters away from the two Avengers.
"What the hell Clint? I thought Bruce had the anger issues!" Tony waved his hands around dramatically. Clint just glared, not in the mood to talk to him, he'd prefer to punch Tony in the face and leave it at that.
"I'm going to the car, be out in five minutes or you're taking the bus," Clint growled, walking away and out the door.
Tony sighed, before going off to find the kids, seeing them not even close to getting an exact number on their tickets. Together the kids made a jackpot, Tony blinked, "Hows it going kids?"
"Good," Grant answered, because Leo, Jemma and Skye weren't answering. They looked down at the floor guiltily.
Tony knelt down, smiling at the kids, "You guys see anything you like?"
The kids glance at the prize counter, tilting their heads. Skye smiled, pointing to the disco ball, looking at her brothers and sister who all nodded. Tony smirked looking from there to the machine, yep they had plenty of tickets.
"I think you guys can get more than that..."
"Uncle Tony, can we get cotton candy too?"
Tony smiled excitedly, "Which color kiddies?"
Tony's gonna spoil them. Man is Clint angry, good thing the kids aren't dealing with him tonight. They get new babysitters soon! :D Can anyone guess who?
Hint: Not Black Widow.
Just trust me, it's not her yet.
Also, next/last episode... Jemma's gonna get into a shit load of trouble! Coulson is in deep shit too, he wants to keep Jemma safe but giving Skye to Raina? That's dangerous! Something could happen to Skye! I'm happy that Leo is adjusting too, but Simmon's cares Leo! Simmons cares about you she loves you! I know it! She never got the chance to tell you. But keep making friends dude...