~ ~ Never Again. ~ ~ [DISCONTINUED]

Clint Gets Punched Some More (and a niece)

"HUH?!" Tony yelled.

"That's what I said, boss. Annabeth Chase and an unidentified person are coming up the elevator. Shall I say it once more for your tiny human ears?"

"Shut up, FRIDAY," Tony scowled.

"I have researched the term shut up, and I will now tell you to shut up and dance with me, by WALK THE MOON." FRIDAY replied.

"You shouldn't have given her Wikipedia.." Steve groaned. 

"Hey, FRIDAY, not another pop culture reference outta you for the rest of this time," Clint muttered. He was quite pale upon hearing about Annabeth.

Tony's eyes turned distant. Peter. Peter Parker.. Peter Stark? Maybe, if he'd tried hard enough.. he could have saved everyone.

Even weird wizard guy.

"CLINTON FRANCIS BARTON!" came a shriek.

"He pulled the full name card," Natasha smirked, looking at the person who had entered.

Tony scanned the dude. Annabeth's boyfriend or husband, perhaps?

Sun kissed blonde hair, a slight tan, blue eyes, and a surfer's figure. 

"Hi, there," the dude waved hi to everyone before his gaze settled upon Clint. It lingered for a moment, before he burst out.

Tony approved.

Clint, however, was whiter than a sheet. 

"Hey, h-hey there, bro." Clint squeaked.

"Y-YOU SON OF A HERA!" Will scowled, enraged. "No call, no form of contact, left us all to think you were dead - then you show up on the news that only Annabeth watches and YOU'RE EATING POP-TARTS WITH A NORSE GOD?!"

"Are these two related?" Bruce mouthed to Tony. Tony shrugged and turned back to the drama, with a box of popcorn in his hand. 

Wait, popcorn? Where'd he get that? 

Anyways.

"F**k this shit, give me a hug.." Clint tried. He really didn't want to get punched today.

"ONLY IF I'M STRANGLING YOU!"

Apparently, that didn't work..

—Time skipparoo to after Will punches Clint sponsored by Zoë—

Clint doubled over in pain.

"You.. son of... our father!" Clint groaned in Ancient Greek.

"I missed you," it was now that Will decided to wrap Clint in a big hug. Being the supportive brother he was, Clint returned it.

"Who are you?!" Tony demanded at last. "And Annabeth, I'm so glad you're okay!"

"Why wouldn't I be okay?" Annabeth raised an eyebrow.

"You jumped out the window," Bruce piped up. Tony nodded vigorously.

"Right," Annabeth muttered.

"Anyways!" Her expression brightened. "This is my cousin, Will Solace, and he wanted to meet Clint, soo..."

"He's also my brother," Clint added absentmindedly.

"There's also that," Annabeth clarified.

"HUH?!" Tony was confused again.

Ignoring Tony, Will continued to tell Clint, Nat, and Steve (in Greek of course) about Nico and how they'd found him.

"YOU FOUND NICO!" Steve exclaimed happily.

"Yeah," Will nodded. "Also.."

He held out his left hand which had a Stygian iron and gold band on it.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Clint let out a fangirling squeal.

"SOLANGELO FOREVERRRRR!"

He ripped his jacket off to reveal a 'SOLANGELO PROTECTION SQUAD' t-shirt.

"Not you too," Will mumbled.

"When's the wedding?" Clint asked excitedly.

"Two years ago."

"Great! I'll get my-" Clint froze for a second.

"Oh.."

"Do you want to meet your niece?" Will asked happily.

"NIECE?!" the whole room questioned, including Annabeth.

"Solace! You adopted a baby girl and you didn't tell us?!" She scowled.

"Yes, Ms. Godmother," Will rolled his eyes.

Annabeth smiled a bit.

"In fact, Nico's coming with Bianca now!" Will continued.

"Bianca?" Annabeth gasped.

"I thought she was.." Steve trailed off.

"Rebirth," Will said simply. From the shadows, out stepped an Italian man in his 20s holding a little baby girl with dark hair and olive skin.

Nico and Bianca.

"YOU'RE SO CUTE! COME HERE YOU.." Natasha cooed, taking the baby from Nico before he had the chance to speak.

Tony, Bruce, and Steve were speechless. They'd never seen her like this. Ever. 

"ZIO! ZIA!" Bianca giggled, reaching for Clint and Natasha.

"What?" Clint asked, taking Bianca from Natasha.

"Aunt and Uncle." Nico clarified.

"Hey, Steve, how're you doing?"

"NICO!" Steve, a protective 'dad' figure, ran over and gave Nico a hug.

"Geez, old man," Nico mumbled.

"Hey! We're only 14 years apart!" Steve protested.

"CAN Y'ALL BACK THE HELL UP?!" Tony, by now, was lost, as was Bruce.

"No." Nico said darkly.

"MAMMAAAAAAA!" Bianca wailed, kicking her legs. 

"She doesn't have a Mom, though." Natasha faltered.

"She calls Will... she calls Will... she calls Will M-Mamma!" Nico burst out laughing and Annabeth joined in.

Will's cheeks flushed and he took his daughter gently from his brother and friend.

"Well, I suppose we'll go now," Annabeth waved.

"WAIT!" Tony yelled.

"You still didn't tell me how you got in my tower!"

"We're demigods," Nico said eerily, with a  wink, and he stepped through the shadows with Will and Annabeth gripping his hands.