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Whipped Cream Wars! (Avengers)

  (Name) ran for her life, ducking behind a wall as a stream of the fluffy white substance went by her head. Bringing an arm up to her face, she wiped away the beads of sweat that had trickled down her face. The gun in her hand was brought up to her chest as she carefully looked around for her pursuer. He was a dangerous man who was skilled in the type of weaponry he carried. True, (name) had won the first battle, but the war was still undecided. It was a free-for-all, every man (or woman) for themselves. No one was safe anymore, and all past alliances had been shattered. Another Fwhoosh could be heard as the gun emptied it's contents in search of its target. (Name) smiled when she heard him curse under his breath because he had to stop and reload before anything else could be done. This was the one opening she needed, the one chance she had. Putting a hand to her gun, she jumped out of her hiding place and pulled the trigger, sending a swarm of the special ammunition right at her target:

Tony Stark.

The soft bullets landed straight on the man's face, exploding into shots of light blue whipped cream. (Name) smiled in pure satisfaction as she ran by, smashing a special whipped cream grenade to his chest. This time, it exploded into a large pile of light blue whipped cream that went directly at his face. Each member of the Avengers had specialized whipped cream weapons with color coded whipped cream inside. Tony naturally had red, Loki had green, Thor had yellow, Clint had purple, Natasha had orange, Steve had a darker blue, and you had the lighter blue. Bruce had backed out at the beginning, not wanting the Hulk to ruin the tower (again).

"Gonna have to be better than that if you want to get me, Tony!" (Name) shouted triumphantly as she ran in the opposite direction.

Tony wiped the cream from his face and shook his head. "I will get you, (name), just you wait."

"No you won't and you know it!" (Name) shouted back, rolling a cream-filled grenade over to him, causing yet another layer of light blue whipped cream cover him. With a laugh, she ran off into another room to find her next target.

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The only reason Natasha bothered to be part of the war was because she wanted to get back at Clint for several things, one being his notorious habit of vent spying. When Tony gave everyone their own cream guns, she put it down and refused to join until a certain birdy ticked her off.

---Flashback time!!---

The superspy had recently come back from a mission to find that the tower was being turned into a war zone. Tony gladly explained the rules and handed her a gun, shooting her in the face with his own red cream. Of course, he was on the ground in pain almost immediately after. Deciding that it wasn't worth it, Natasha went to shower, though she had no idea that Clint was in the vent right above her room. The warm water came on and twenty minutes later, she walked into her own room with a towel around her body. She began to get dressed when she heard Clint hit the side of the vent by accident. Eyes wide, her shocked expression suddenly turned into one of anger.
"Clint! You pervert!" Natasha yelled at him, grabbing the first gun in sight, which just so happened to be her whipped cream gun. After a few perfectly aimed shots and a wave of carefully selected words, Clint retreated, only to be followed by a now fully clothed, angry Russian.

---Present time---

Clint ran as fast as he could, Natasha not far behind. He ducked and dodged several bullets, but even he couldn't match Natasha's skill. She continued to run after him until Clint made the mistake of running into his own room. The door was shut and Natasha had him cornered.
"I'll show you not to spy on me!" Natasha said angrily, shooting several waves of cream bullets at Clint, painting him orange.

"I'm sorry! Really, I am!" Clint pleaded, ducking behind his closet door.

She shook her head. "No you're not. I know you Clint, you'll just do it again." A grenade was rolled into the closet, exploding with orange whipped cream onto the archer

"Geez Nat, are you on your period or something?" He asked, wiping off the cream. Natasha was there in an instant, pinning him to the wall.

"And if I am?"

Clint smirked and took the opportunity to press his lips against Natasha's in a soft kiss. Surprised at first, she started to kiss back. For them, time had stopped and they took in the moment, enjoying every bit.

Until a certain billionaire's phone camera flash interrupted them as he took pictures. They immediately pulled away, both spies shooting Tony their harshest glare.

"Clintasha lives!!" Tony exclaimed. "Yeah, this is going online!" He said triumphantly before running for his life. Both Clint and Natasha grabbed their weapons and ran after him, covering him in purple and orange whipped cream. Tony was definitely going to get it.

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Loki walked through the halls, his armor completely clean. Thor had been properly taken care of. The feeling of victory was very pleasing to Loki, for this was the one time he had finally beat Thor and he certainly left his mark.

----Ten Minutes Earlier-----

Thor held the gun in his hand, wondering how to work it. He noticed Loki walking by and ran up to him with a large smile. "Brother! I must ask if you know how to work this contraption. Stark informed me that I must shoot the others with it, but I know not how."

Loki rolled his eyes. "Thor, you put your hands here-" pausing, he showed Thor how to position his hands. "-and you pull this trigger to shoot the target."

"Like this?" Thor asked, shooting Loki in the face.

With his magic, Loki took the cream off his face and shot it back at Thor. Taking this as a challenge, Thor shot his cream gun at Loki. "Now we may begin this battle!" He said excitedly, continuing to empty the fluffy ammunition on his brother.

Loki rolled his eyes, uninterested by Thor's attempts at a battle. He quickly teleported behind Thor, avoiding anymore cream. "Brother, you must watch your back." He said with a smirk, making green ropes appear around Thor.

"Loki! What is this trickery?" Thor asked, struggling against the ropes.

"Didn't you want a challenge?" The trickster teased, using his magic to make a green silk bow appear on Thor's head. He put his hands down, only to find that the whipped cream still covered his person. Flashing another smirk, he magically made the whipped cream appear on Thor instead of himself. Instead of randomly being spread across Thor's body, it was arranged on his chest, forming one simple word.

"Loki'd!"

With a laugh, Loki left the room, leaving Thor where he was. Victory certainly did feel good, especially when it was won with tricks.

----- Present time!----

(Name) carefully walked through the halls, looking for any sign of possible danger. She held her gun close as she walked, soon going into a room. Loki turned the corner and entered the room a few seconds after she did.

"Ah, (name). How nice to see you." Loki greeted. "Do not bother to shoot me with your petty weapons, it will not end well. Ask Thor if you do not believe me."

"Oh, I believe you. How about we just make this a fair fight just for fun. No powers, only cream weapons." (Name) suggested

The trickster paused, considering the offer. "Alright, that is fine with me."

(Name) smiled, tossing him a second gun which Loki quickly caught. She walked across the room and stood opposite to him with the gun in her hands ready. Loki did the same.

"Ready? 3-2-1, GO!" She shouted, aiming the gun at Loki and sending a blast of cream in his direction. Loki dodged, shooing a wave of creamy bullets back at her. The battle raged on until Steve suddenly walked in.

And he was not alone.

"Hey guys, I want you to meet my friend-" Steve was quickly cut short when the most awkward thing happened in about five seconds.

(Name) ran around the room, dodging cream from Loki's gun. Having had her head turned, she didn't notice the man she was about to run into until it was too late.

CRASH

They both fell backwards and (Name) had landed on top of Steve's friend in a very awkward position, accidentally straddling the man's lap.

The man who just happened to be The Winter Soldier

(Name)'s face immediently went pink with blush. Bucky stared up at her, his expression mostly full of surprise and confusion. "Um, hi?" He asked, remembering how Steve had been teaching him how to be more like his old self. Neither of them moved, having been too shocked by the situation.

After processing what had just happened, (Name) finally spoke. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed, trying to get up. But of course, Loki, being the trickster he was, shot a blast of green whipped cream, covering both of them. (Name) swore this situation couldn't have been more awkward.

Oh how wrong she was

Tony was there in a flash, snapping pictures of the moment. "Ohh, this is great! (Name) and Bucky sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

(Name)'s face had only gotten redder and Bucky turned his head to shoot Tony the most intimidating glare he could muster. They quickly got up, staring daggers at the billionaire. Loki walked over with two cream guns in his hands. "I believe these would be of use to you at the moment." He said, handing each of them a gun. Taking the guns, Bucky and (Name) turned to each other, cocking their guns with a smirk.

"Revenge?" Bucky asked, suddenly glad that he agreed to come over with Steve

"Best served with whipped cream." (Name) replied, turning to Tony. "Let's get him!"

Tony stared at them in shock, and barely had any time to react as he was suddenly thrown back, covered in whipped cream. Bucky and (Name) advanced towards their target, ready to finish the job, when they were suddenly interrupted by the assassin duo. Natasha was the first to speak

"We've got a better idea for revenge."

---- Extended Ending! -----

Natasha, Clint, Steve, Loki, (Name), and Bucky (who had now formally met) sat on the couch in the living room.

"Do you think we took it too far?" Steve asked. Everyone knew what he was talking about. Hanging there from the ceiling was none other than Tony Stark, the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist who was currently 'enjoying' his day. He was wrapped up in a bunch of rope, almost like a Christmas present, complete with a red and gold frilly bow with the words, "Payback" smeared on his chest in green cream. And let's not even start on the fact that he was completely covered in blue whipped cream from head to toe with JARVIS recording everything.

Everybody looked up at the man, then shook their heads.

Bruce suddenly walked in with Thor, who had been rescued by the scientist, took one look at Tony, then sighed.

"Do I even want to know?"
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