ON HOLD | Little Romanoff | Avengers Fanfiction

23. Battle Of New York

"Stark, we're on your three, headed northeast," Natasha informed Tony through comms as she sat beside Clint who flew the Quinjet that they had practically stolen.

"What, did you stop for the drive-thru? Swing up park, I'm gonna lay 'em out for you," Tony responded in his usual smart-like attitude through the comms in his Iron Man suit.

Natasha glanced at her best friend from where he sat piloting the Quinjet as he fired at the Chitauri. "So, what's new then? You look slightly nerved and something tells me that it's not just over this whole situation with Loki," Clint noted the redhead's facial expression.

"I found out that Amelia used a gun today," Natasha confessed to the man.

"What, seriously?" Clint turned to look at Natasha completely taken aback. "You mean to tell me that your 9-year-old got hold of a weapon and openly fired it at somebody," he said in disbelief.

"I'm still as surprised as you are," Natasha muttered to herself as she looked out at the sky to see Tony flying through in his suit. "I couldn't believe it when I heard about it but I also can't help but wonder how she knew to work a gun," she continued to explain.

"Well yeah, I mean, it's not every kid that knows how to fire a gun as simple as that," Clint said confused.

"No, you are right there," Natasha agreed as she exhaled a sigh.

Clint glanced at his best friend and frowned, "So, are you going to punish her for what happened?" he questioned.

"I know that she only used it so she was able to protect herself and for that, I am proud but it was still dangerous and I can't let that go, can I?" Natasha questioned uncertainly about what to do in this situation that she was in.

"I guess if you did that then she will think that she can get away with it," Clint shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, if either Cooper or Lila did that then I wouldn't think twice about it," he admitted.

"Exactly," Natasha said as she exhaled a sigh as she got lost in her own thoughts.

The one question on her mind right now was how was her 9-year-old daughter able to fire a perfect round of shots without any experience. How was it possible?

"I win!" Amelia cheered aloud as she celebrated her victory against Hunter.

"Again? Awe man, are you sure that you're not cheating at all?" Hunter couldn't help but smirk at Amelia.

"Nope! You can't help but be a sore loser, Hunter!" Amelia said as she playfully stuck her tongue out at the man.

"You little–" Hunter started to say.

"Hunter!" Bobbi interjected as she looked at her partner with disbelief.

"What? Oh, come on, Bobbi! The kids' winding me up on purpose!" Hunter all but practically whined to his blonde partner.

"Seriously, Hunter? She's 9, just let it go!" Bobbi said as she chuckled.

Amelia couldn't help but look at Hunter and smirk, "Yeah... Let it go," she mocked the man.

"Bobbi, can't you see what she is doing!" Hunter pointed in the kid's direction.

"Oh come on Hunter, she's harmless and she's family. You know that" Bobbi reminded the man. "Uncle Clint wouldn't be too happy with you if you upset Millie, and neither would Romanoff," she added.

Hunter resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Alright, well I'm not going for another game. It's your turn, Bobs," he said and handed the controller to his partner. "You're lucky that you're family pip-squeak," he pointed his finger in her direction.