Summary: This wasn't how you pictured your phone call with Clint going but it was just as entertaining
Warnings: none I think
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader, Clint Barton x reader (siblings)
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It had been a peaceful day at your house. Your wife, Natasha, was out with Steve and Wanda training new recruits. You had decided to stay home, opting to read the new book you had purchased instead when your phone rang, "Hello?"
"Hey," You heard your brother, Clint, say. "So, I gotta tell you something,"
"What's up?"
But before he could begin, you could hear a faint "DADDDDYYYYYYYY!" coming from the other room.
"What was that?" You asked, putting your book down, confused.
"Nothing just Nate. He's on the toilet." He said, before you heard Clint scream back to your 3 year old nephew. "Hold on! I'll wipe your butt in a second! I'm telling Auntie Y/N/N a story!" He screamed, "Anyway," the brunet said, casually.
"NO TIME FOR STORIESSSSSSSSSSS!" You couldn't help but chuckle when you heard Nathaniel's response. He had practically roared when he screamed.
"You're gonna have to wait!" Clint replied.
"You're gonna have to wait!" Nate sassed back. You had burst out laughing by now, tears were falling from your eyes as you waited for your brother's answer.
"So I was just—" Clint started up again, ignoring his son's cries.
"DAD!" Lila screamed. You heard a small pitter patter of feet before you heard Clint swear.
"What's wrong?" You asked.
"Nate's running around butt naked!" Your 11 year old niece screamed dodging her younger brother.
"Get him to stop running! He's getting his poop everywhere!" Cooper, your 13 year old nephew, screamed in disgust.
"Come back here, you little rascal." Clint said as he attempted to catch Nate. Nathaniel swerved and ran towards the couch. "Nathaniel Pietro Barton! Don't you dare take one more step towards our brand new white couch!" The archer warned. The small footsteps stopped before they picked back up again but this time they seemed to be running towards the phone. You could hear the faint rustling as the phone moved and Clint screaming "Give me back my phone!" and a door slamming shut.
"Hi Auntie Y/N/N!" Nate exclaimed cheerfully.
"Hi buddy! Are you giving your dad a hard time?" You asked, just as equally cheerful.
"Noooooo...." He said, innocently and you can practically see the puppy dog eyes he was giving you through the phone.
"Can you give the phone back to your dad? If you do, I'll give you a second scoop of ice cream next time I see you," You bribed. It seemed to have worked because the next thing you knew Clint was back on the phone.
"Don't ever have kids," Clint warned, semi-joking.
"Sure," You chuckled, "What'd you wanna tell me before?"
".... I FORGOT!!! DAMN IT, NATE!"
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