Honey, You Got A Big Storm Comin'
It was finally the weekend for the trio after a long first week at Midtown that thankfully didn’t include anymore pinning of Flash against a lunch table. Well, thankfully according to Peter. Quinn and Ari had different opinions but the sudden influx of school work and adapting to being up at 5 am every day got to them.
They were all sprawled out on the living room floor, kind of dead to the world at this point on their laptops.
“My eyes kinda feel like they’re melting, but, tumblr,” Ari groaned as she rubbed her face and cracked her knuckles.
“We should do something fun, this week was kind of ass,” Peter suggested.
“What if we…” Quinn thought for a moment, before snapping her fingers, “Prank ‘em.”
“Hoooohoooo bitch, smack cam,” Ari jumped up from her spot, causing the other two to join her.
Quinn gave her an evil grin, “Tony first.”
“Are you sure that we should be doing that to Mister Stark, I don't wanna upset him,” Peter said nervously.
“The point is to upset them.” Ari said, as if it were common knowledge that the best decision was to make Tony Stark angry.
“The worst thing he can do is hit us with his blasters and from personal experience, they ain’t that bad,” Quinn shrugged.
“You cried for a full day when he hit you and Steve almost killed him”
“See! Not that bad.”
Peter shook his head, “You guys are actually insane, but let's do it I guess.”
“Yeah, we know we are.”
They eventually decided, since Peter was being a little bitchbaby that he would be the one to film. So, naturally, Quinn was going to be the one doing the slapping, of Tony Stark.
Ari snickered from behind the camera as they slowly approached Tony.
She was extra of course, doing a small roll before hopping to her feet in front of him, “SMACK CAM!”
All was silent after the smack across Tony’s face, until the coffee cup he was holding crashed to the ground and shattered.
“You’re dead to me, all three of you kids.”
After that, all that could be heard was the shrieks of three teenagers and some very colorful language from Stark throughout the compound.
~
They escaped, barely. Or maybe Tony just gave up.
“I think we should do Clint next,” Quinn suggested, clutching her stomach as she tried to catch her breath.
“I’ll smack ‘em.” Ari said quickly, “He won’t stab me as hard.”
“Let’s fuckin do this”
~
They deemed smacking Clint more succesful because all he did was ruffle Ari’s hair afterwards. That was until they were scheming to do the smack cam on Bucky and the archer dropped from the ceiling, scaring the shit out of the three of them.
“I told you I’d get you lil fuckers back,” Clint grinned before climbing back into the vents.
“Peter, I’m pretty sure you just broke my wrist,” Quinn hissed at him.
Peter loosened his grip, “That was the scariest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Oh my God. I can feel my heart in my ears.”
“I can feel my heart in my ass, and I should have expected that,” Ari said.
~
The next victim was Bucky, and this time the trio set up a few cameras in the gym where he was training with Steve and Sam.
They were sitting on the rafters, planning out where exactly Quinn was going to drop down from and slap her father.
“Dude you haven’t slapped anyone, you’re taking on my other dad,” She whispered.
Peter’s eyes widened as he shook his head frantically, “I don’t think he’s recovered from the first time I took his shield.”
“Even better, a vendetta!” Quinn whispered, a little louder than she wanted to.
The men stopped lifting weights for a second.
“Oh shit.”
“Did ya’ll hear something?” Sam asked, scanning the room.
“Probably just Tony working on F.R.I.D.A.Y.” Bucky shrugged and they all got back to their weights.
“Oh honey, you gotta big storm coming,” Quinn grinned.
With the cameras rolling, the blonde dropped down and landed on Bucky’s shoulder’s with perfect precision (Thanks Aunt Tasha) and smacked his left cheek.
“SMACK CAM DADDYO,” She screams as she flips off his shoulder, landing on her feet.
Right after that magnificent sight, Peter quickly dropped from the ceiling, landing in front of Steve, “SMAck cAM” He screeched, smacking Steve and quickly jumped back onto the wall, scurrying away.
“YOU LITTLE SHITS,” Bucky and Steve yelled at the same time. At this point, Ari was laughing so hard she fell from the rafters onto a mat as the other two got attacked by the super soldiers.
Peter and Quinn ran into the common room where Natasha, Clint and Tony were watching a movie. Before anyone could speak, the shield whizzed through the air barely missing Peter’s shoulder. He screamed and jumped up into Quinn’s arms.
“DUDE?!”
“Tony get your SPIDER!” Steve yelled as him and Bucky came into view, out of breath from chasing the kids.
Ari was close behind, with a phone in her hand filming the whole thing.
“You should have thought about me helping you before your little blonde beast slapped me in the lab,” Tony snapped.
“Now now fellas, let’s not start a civil war,” Ari finger gunned with one hand. As seen in the YouTube video all of the adults shot her a look that should have melted the phone.
Natasha was the only one with a shit eating grin, “How come I didn’t have smack cam?”
Peter replied, still in Quinn’s arms, “You’re uh, Mrs. Black Widow ma’am, honestly terrifying and we weren’t seeking a death wish.” Everyone in the room nodded in agreement.
“Ya know, I’m an ex assassin too,” Bucky grumbled.
“Ah yes, but you won’t touch a hair on my perfect little head because I’m your princess,” Quinn said like it was common knowledge. This time, everyone in the room rolled their eyes.
“You can put me down now, Quinn,” Peter said and ended up being dropped onto the floor.
An alarm started blaring through the compound, which was met with groans.
“Who’s ass do we have to kick now?” Tony asked.
F.R.I.D.A.Y responded, “Sorry to interrupt the pranking sir but, there seems to be strange attacks in Europe with some otherworldly beings. Or at least that’s all the government is telling us for now.”
“Otherworldly beings? Where’s Thor?” Steve asked.
“He went up to Asgard to check on things.” Clint said.
The armor was already building around Tony, “Not to be dramatic but I don’t have a good feeling about this.”
“Sir, it seems to be a direct attack from space. There are dead Asgardians.” F.R.I.D.A.Y spoke over the group.
“We need to go, now,” Natasha said as she came back into the room in her suit.
Peter scrambled to his feet, “Yeah just give me a second to get my suit on.”
“If Spiderboy goes, we’re going,” Quinn interjects, point to herself and Ari.
“My ass you’re going to battle aliens,” Bucky said.
“Stop treating me like I’m five! Peter and I are the same age, I’ve got the strength of two super soldiers. Let me fight!”
“I can fight too, we’ve been training our entire lives!” Ari added.
Tony was all armored up, “Well actually, the kid isn’t coming this time either so you can all shut your traps. Stay at the compound. Let the adults handle this.”
“Bullshit!”
“QUINN! Watch your mouth,” Steve snapped.
“The Quinjet is ready to go, we need to leave before the death count gets bigger than Tony’s ego,” Clint announced.
"I'm going to allow that comment in a time of stress, Barton," Tony said.
The trio slumped on the couch as they watched their parents ready to go fight an unknown force from space.
Little did they know that soon they’d be fighting to get those same people back. And maybe the universe. How do teenagers cope? Memes, and lot’s of punching.