Day 11

Tony grinned as he woke up, feeling like a kid on Christmas. It was the day that he would finally succeed in pranking Natasha. The sewer lines were all hooked up and ready to go and he just needed Natasha to sit down in her usual spot for breakfast.

One look on Tony's face had Clint shaking his head, wondering when he would give up. Pepper only raised an eyebrow at the mischievous look on Tony's face, knowing is antics all too well. When Natasha shuffled into the kitchen, Tony schooled his features to resemble his usual cocky look. Natasha grabbed a mug of coffee and sat at her usual spot with Clint on her left and Thor on her right as she filled her plate with bacon and eggs.

Tony waited until Thor was refilling his coffee (they had just gotten him to kick the habit of throwing the mug down and demanding "ANOTHER") and Clint was rinsing his plate off to press the button that would release the slime. There was a gurgle and Tony cringed, knowing already that something was wrong.

A pipe burst over his head and sewage slime rained down, coating him and getting a few drops on those around him. Tony glared over at Natasha and was surprised to see genuine shock on her face. His plan had actually backfired. Then Natasha smiled and hit a button on a barely visible remote in her hand.

Tony braced himself for something to fall on him and there was another gurgle and pink glittery paint splattered from a pipe above Natasha, covering her with it. She gasped and looked at Tony with shock and anger in her eyes. He shook his head quickly, wanting to make it clear that he hadn't done that, but only succeeded in spraying others in sewage. Pepper jumped up, wiping sewage from her face and giving Tony a looked that would kill a lesser man. "Truce, I call truce."

Bruce nodded and Steve said "The prank war has got to stop. This is out of control."

Tony frowned. "I wouldn't call it a war. I would call it me trying to prank Natasha and her getting back at me."

Pepper looked at Tony. "Is that why you were blue and have been wearing all pink and red?"

Tony looked down. "I don't want to talk about it."

Natasha sighed. "I agree. This needs to be over."

Tony frowned and groaned. "Fine, I'll stop. I'm tired of losing my stuff, or getting my skin dyed, or my suits being bedazzled or painted."

Natasha stood up and Tony called out "Wait, I still need to know where you put all my clothes!"

Natasha smirked and left the room, trailing pink glittery paint behind her and Clint on her tail. Tony went in the opposite direction, leaving a trail of sewage and Pepper following him.

Later that night, after Natasha had returned Tony's clothes and he had returned hers, Natasha lay on her bed with Clint watching a movie. Seth jumped onto the bed and the Saint Bernard licked her cheek and laid his head on her stomach. She smiled to Clint. "So, you think Tony will leave me alone now that I covered myself in paint?"

"He does seem to have given up."

"He better have. That was getting old."

Clint chuckled. "You know you were having fun."

"Maybe. I think the best part was where I left a snake in the vents with you."

Clint pouted. "No, that was not. You scared me and then tortured arrows."

Natasha laughed. "You make it sound like they have feelings."

"They do to me."

Natasha chuckled and turned back to the movie.

A/N: Well, there it is, the last chapter. Thank you to all who reviewed, followed, and favorited. Thanks for reading! Thanks again to Sanning, who gave me the backfiring in Tony's prank.