Natasha's POV
All I heard was my own breaths. All my focus was on my own breath. I knew my body did as I commanded it to. My feet didn't make a sound as I quickly walked through the corridor, careful not to be seen. Or heard. My breaths was all that could make them notice me. I held the object steady in my hand so that I wouldn't drop it. As much as I tried, I couldn't take of the smirk on my face. I stopped for a moment as I reached the end of the corridor and carefully looked around the corner. They were all sitting in the sofas. Bruce, Tony, Thor, Steve and Clint. To my luck, Clint was sitting with his back against me. Suddenly Steve's eyes met mine and I was surprised at how quickly he had noticed me. It almost made me angry. I gave him a serious look and put my finger to my lips, hushing him from saying anything. He played along the best he could. He wasn't really made to be an actor if I put it that way. The others were busy talking and I slowly, quietly stepped towards them. Towards Clint. I held the plate with whipped cream steady in my left hand and creeped up behind Clint before I quickly smashed it in his face. He didn't react at first. He sat completely still as the other avengers just stared at him. Everyone of them wearing a smirk except me. I finally managed to hold it in. Clint slowly stood up and turned around.
"Natasha." He said as some whipped cream fell from his face to the floor.
"Clint." I said as my serious face slowly disappeared into a big smirk. We were all quiet for a while. They sat in the sofas watching, trying not to laugh as Clint and I stared at each other.
"No strawberries?" He asked and I raised an eyebrow.
"Are you in a porn movie?" I asked and he smirked as he started to dry of the cream from his face.
"Your getting back." He said more seriously as I cracked up in laugher.
"Good luck with that." Tony muttered and I saw Steve nod along.
"This is the tenth time this week and you haven't managed to get back at her once." Bruce said and I sat down pleased in a sofa as I licked of a little whipped cream from one of my fingers.
"Oh I will." Clint said as he dried of his face with some paper he had found.
"I'm starting to enjoy this April fools thing is it?" Thor said and Steve laughed.
"It's usually just the first day of April. Not the entire month." Steve said and looked at me with a smile. I smirked back at him.
"A whole month is so much more fun." I said and Clint grunted.
"Yeah I don't know about that." He said and I chuckled.
"I'm just happy we aren't involved." Steve said and I looked at Clint who already stared at me. He gave me a smirk and I smirked back.
"What's that look?" Tony said worryingly.
"Yeah I think we just got involved." Bruce said nervously.
"And I think it's Cap's fault." Thor said and I looked at Steve.
"Shit, I'm in trouble." Steve said.
"Language." We all said and he sighed.
• • •
It was finally official. I could prank anyone I wanted. And I knew just who to pick as my victim. Steve had surely missed a lot of April fools and I just wanted to be kind and help him live out the ones he missed during his sleep in that ice. Or I just liked to pick the most kind one's since they always got away.
It was late. Late enough to be in deep sleep. I picked up the enormous back and silently walked outside the door. We were all living in the avengers tower together. It made it all very easy. Almost too easy. I took the elevator to Steve's floor and cracked his door open as quietly as I could. I had only been inside his apartment three times before but I knew my way around. It was dark and quiet. I sneaked towards his bedroom door and slowly opened it. Steve was laying on the bed, asleep. All he wore was a pair of grey pyjamas pants and I studied him for a while. I wondered what he was dreaming about. He looked extremely comfortable, and hot. I suddenly realised why I was there and turned to the closet in his bedroom. I quickly took out all his clothes, which wasn't all that much) and replaced it with knew ones. I smirked at the sighed of his closet before I closed it and taped up the note on it. I took the bag with his clothes in my hand and looked at Steve again to make sure he was sleeping before I slipped out of his room and went back to my apartment.
This was going to be hilarious.
