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FIC Caution: Archers!
Title: Caution: Archers!
Characters: Clint Barton, Ariana Barton, Tony Stark
Fandom: Avengers
Series: Assassin Baby
Written For: whogeek
Prompt: see picture at bottom
Summary: Clint is helping Ariana get some practical training. Tony objects to their choice of location.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: just for the series
Warnings: snark, Stark, and well…Ariana
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me, still not making any money.
Author's Note: So whogeek sent me the linked picture. And Clint started laughing. And Tony started complaining about how they are a menace! And then this happened. But hey! Words! And hopefully tomorrow I’ll get something else done. So far this is the oldest I’ve written Ariana. She’s nine here.
Five Years After the Attempted Chitauri Invasion
Tony ducked as an arrow went whistling by his ear, lifting his eyes from his tablet. “Hey! Watch where you’re aiming that thing! I have important thoughts in my head! And you’re not supposed to fire unless you’re on the range anyway!”
“Sorry, Unca Tony,” Ariana called back. “I wasn’t actually aiming for you!”
“Yeah if she was aiming for you, she woulda hit ya,” Clint added.
“Cause that’s really comforting, Barton and Mini-Barton,” Tony replied sarcastically. He glanced back at the arrow shaft stuck in the wall. “So why are you shooting up my hallways?”
“Practice,” Ariana chirruped. She indicated a floating target just behind Tony. “I missed cuz you startled me.”
Clint tugged her ponytail. “And we need to work on that, Button.”
Tony pointed a finger at them. “Not. In the hallway. You two are a menace.” He looked down, jotting a note on his tablet. “I’ll make sure the range gets a couple of hallway situations set-up. But no more shooting out here before you take someone’s eye out. Or at least… I’ll get a sign or something up for the hallway you’re gonna use.”
Ariana skipped over to Tony, stretching up so she could kiss his cheek. “Thank you, Unca Tony!”
“Yes. Thank you, Unca Tony,” Clint replied, moving towards Tony.
Tony fended him off with the tablet. “Don’t you kiss me, Legolas!” When Clint backed off laughing, he continued, “Go away now. I’ve got work to do.”
“Come on, Button, you’ve got homework.” Clint took her bow, slinging both over his back. “We’ll practice more later.”
Clint didn’t really expect anything to come of Tony’s promise of a sign, but a few days later when he took Ariana back up to the floor to practice again, he had to laugh. Stuck to the wall at varying intervals were signs that resembled the wet floor signs from office buildings. Except instead of Caution: Wet Floor, each of them read Caution: Archers with arrows sticking out of the little man. Clint laughed so hard he had to hang onto the door frame the first time he saw one. He had to admit it was a good cautionary sign though.
Characters: Clint Barton, Ariana Barton, Tony Stark
Fandom: Avengers
Series: Assassin Baby
Written For: whogeek
Prompt: see picture at bottom
Summary: Clint is helping Ariana get some practical training. Tony objects to their choice of location.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: just for the series
Warnings: snark, Stark, and well…Ariana
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me, still not making any money.
Author's Note: So whogeek sent me the linked picture. And Clint started laughing. And Tony started complaining about how they are a menace! And then this happened. But hey! Words! And hopefully tomorrow I’ll get something else done. So far this is the oldest I’ve written Ariana. She’s nine here.
Five Years After the Attempted Chitauri Invasion
Tony ducked as an arrow went whistling by his ear, lifting his eyes from his tablet. “Hey! Watch where you’re aiming that thing! I have important thoughts in my head! And you’re not supposed to fire unless you’re on the range anyway!”
“Sorry, Unca Tony,” Ariana called back. “I wasn’t actually aiming for you!”
“Yeah if she was aiming for you, she woulda hit ya,” Clint added.
“Cause that’s really comforting, Barton and Mini-Barton,” Tony replied sarcastically. He glanced back at the arrow shaft stuck in the wall. “So why are you shooting up my hallways?”
“Practice,” Ariana chirruped. She indicated a floating target just behind Tony. “I missed cuz you startled me.”
Clint tugged her ponytail. “And we need to work on that, Button.”
Tony pointed a finger at them. “Not. In the hallway. You two are a menace.” He looked down, jotting a note on his tablet. “I’ll make sure the range gets a couple of hallway situations set-up. But no more shooting out here before you take someone’s eye out. Or at least… I’ll get a sign or something up for the hallway you’re gonna use.”
Ariana skipped over to Tony, stretching up so she could kiss his cheek. “Thank you, Unca Tony!”
“Yes. Thank you, Unca Tony,” Clint replied, moving towards Tony.
Tony fended him off with the tablet. “Don’t you kiss me, Legolas!” When Clint backed off laughing, he continued, “Go away now. I’ve got work to do.”
“Come on, Button, you’ve got homework.” Clint took her bow, slinging both over his back. “We’ll practice more later.”
Clint didn’t really expect anything to come of Tony’s promise of a sign, but a few days later when he took Ariana back up to the floor to practice again, he had to laugh. Stuck to the wall at varying intervals were signs that resembled the wet floor signs from office buildings. Except instead of Caution: Wet Floor, each of them read Caution: Archers with arrows sticking out of the little man. Clint laughed so hard he had to hang onto the door frame the first time he saw one. He had to admit it was a good cautionary sign though.