Meet the Family

Clint

The class gasps.

"Hey Pete! Whatcha doin' back so early?" He asks, ruffling Peter's hair. Peter glares at him. "Clint. I do not need this right now." Peter signs.

"Too bad, Baby Spider." Clint signs back.
"I hate it when you call me that!" Peter exclaims.

"I know Kid! That's why I do it!" Clint says and Peter growls.
"Parker! How do you know an Avenger?" Flash asks.
"Flash Thompson, right?" Clint asks. Peter sighs and starts pushing Clint into the elevator.
"Yes I know him. Now I'm sure he has some Avenger work to attend to, so..." Peter trails off. "Nonsense kid! I got time." Clint says. Peter sighs in defeat.

"So, any questions?" Everyone raises their hands. Clint points to someone.
"Does Peter really work here?" She questions.
"Yeah. Of course, he told everyone, didn't he?" Clint asks. "Oh! Pete! Here, Bucky asked me to give them to you." Clint hands him a bag of cookies. Peter's face lights up. Bucky makes the best cookies! Clint chuckles.
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"Hey, Clint? How many of them are coming?" Peter asks.
"All of them. Tasha especially." Clint tells him. He groans.
"Hey! Peter! If you really know Hawkeye, tell us some embarrassing things about him!" Flash shouts. Peter smirks and looks at Ned who's already pulling up the music.

"On no. Pete, no don't you dare!" Clint exclaims, but it's no use.

"When you're on a team with the Hulk and Thor. And we're all up there on the movie screen. Will people believe I'm not quite as tough? Will anyone notice me? Listen I've got powers too, they're pretty sweet. Promise I can do so much more than archery!" Peter sings, running around trying to escape Clint.

"Peter!" Clint exclaims.

 "I'm serious guys. I've got a collection of scarves and berets. I play trombone in a ska band. I once got to second base on my Tinder date. And my cat has got its own Instagram." Peter sings through laughter and Clint picks him up. "I tell you now I kick ass at Mario Kart. This year I played an extra in Paul Blart. I can open a pickle jar. I'm friggin' Hawkeye. Maybe I'm as super as they are. So maybe I still haven't lost my virginity. But when I bowl I always score at least 70, after six beers. Yes I know 'bout Captain America's strength. Hulk becomes a towering man. But I got seventh place in my fantasy league. And I once butt-dialed Jean-Claude Van Damme." Peter yells after escaping Clint.
"Peter!" Clint yells. The class stares at them weirdly.

"When I go to Chipotle I get free guac. I flirt with the cashier and she says I rock. I own water-resistant socks. I'm friggin' Hawkeye. Maybe I'm as super as they are. Maybe I'm as super as they are. Maybe I'm as super as they are." Peter sings and bows.

"Kid! Seriously!" Clint exclaims. Peter laughs and shrugs.
"That's payback for Tuesday." He says. Clint stops and looks like he's thinking, then sighs.

"Yeah. That makes sense." He says in defeat.
"Hawkeye. You need to got to S.H.I.E.L.D. Immediately." Friday says.

"Oh! Well, see ya Kid. And Kids' class." Clint says and runs off.
"Peter what was that?!" Someone asks.
"I've Got Powers Too by Hawkeye." Peter says, as though it explains everything.