Jenessa POV
I can't believe he brought Steve into this. Well, I actually can, because he did, but, if he won't play fair, why should I? "Natasha?" I said after knocking on her door. No answer. "Natasha!" I looked in the gym. Natasha was punching a punching bag furiously. "hey, Natasha?" "what?" "wanna help play a prank on Clint?" I asked cautiously, after all, she got mad at me for pranking Clint the first time. She probably wouldn't help this time. Its worth a try though. Unless I get in trouble again. In which case, it is definitely not worth a try. "OK." I inwardly pumped a fist. We began the plan.
Steve POV
I am beyond confused. I was trying to find a way to get the pink paint off of my suit, and Clint splattered paint all over the place. Mostly on me though. "what in the world?" I said aloud. I saw Clint run off. This whole thing is getting ridicules. I wandered off to go find Jenessa and stop this disaster, I found her, before I could say a word she gasped. "why are you pink?" "long story involving Clint," "I will be right back." she ground out through clenched teeth. I asked JARVIS where she went. "it appears miss Weston is searching for miss Romanoff." "that can't be good." I muttered. "where is she headed?" "miss Weston has requested that I not reveal her location." "overruled. Where is Jenessa?" "the library." I found her glaring daggers at a book and muttering. "whats wrong?" "nothings wrong, I'm just peachy. Your pink, Steve. And its because of a misunderstanding. Which is mostly my fault. By the way, you should probably clean that stuff off before it dries." I sighed. "I probably should, but I want you to promise that you aren't going to get Clint back for this." "I'd be lying." she said, still glaring at the book. "please, Jenessa? Without lying. I would be happy to forgive Clint, but you need to apologize to him too. "it's already done Steve." "you already apologized?" I asked in surprise. "no, I already set the plan to get back at him in motion." I internally groaned. "why?" "he declared war, by pranking someone innocent. Chances are, you know how I feel on that subject, just on a bigger scale. He is not getting away with that, Steve." "we need to stop this disaster. We are going to have a team meeting and discuss the problem." "and I suppose the last five minutes of discussing it just don't count?" she smiled slightly as she said this, making sure I got the sarcasm there. I was about to call the team meeting when I got a message on my phone. It was a picture of Clint covered in rainbow sparkle paint. Oops.
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