Ana, Morgan, Cooper, and Lila were at Morgan's room hanging out, when Nathaniel came in. "You guys," he closed the door, "I've brought the party…"
Ana who was working on case files on Morgan's bed sat up, "Huh?"
The youngest Barton sibling revealed a bottle of Russian Vodka Morgan, Cooper, and Lila stood up and gathered around Nathaniel all taking their turn of sipping from the bottle.
All except Ana.
Ana knew how strong that alcohol was and did not plan to get caught drinking one of her mother's alcohol. Ana sighs, "Careful don't drink too much that thing's really strong…"
What she said fell on deaf ears, as her "cousins" continued to drink. Ana packed up her papers and decided to leave the room. She found the living room couch empty and sat on it. "Hey," Natasha sees her daughter on the couch alone, "why aren't you in the room?"
"Crazy things are happening in said room and I'm working…" Ana stated without tearing her eyes away from the paper.
"Nat?" Steve comes out of the kitchen, "Pepper and Laura are asking which vodka to open…"
Ana's pen's ink exploded at the sound of those words, "Oh shit!" Ana started to wipe off the ink on the pages. She stood up and threw the pen away before washing her hands, she then grabs her phone and started texting Morgan.
No reply…
After fifteen seconds of no reply, Ana decided to confront her "cousins". She enters the bedroom once more looking for the bottle, and finding it empty discarded on the floor with all four were either lying on the bed or passed out drunk on the floor. Ana had to think fast then she remembered that this room had sprinklers that would emit icy cold water and Cooper always carries around a lighter.
Ana grabs Cooper's lighter from his hands and turns the flame on and puts it up to the fire detection. As Ana hoped for, the alarm sounded and the sprinklers were activated soaking all four awake and sober. Ana immediately drops the lighter shut, as their parents walked in. Ana also kicked the bottle under the bed.
A few minutes later, as they all stood outside with towels, Natasha looks at her daughter, "So why'd you do it?"
Ana looks at her mother, "I assure you, I have no idea what your talking about…"
Ana looks at her "cousins" and walks over to them. As Steve walks over to his wife, "Did you get it out of her?"
"Thank you." Morgan smiled.
"Yeah! Ana, you saved our butts." the Barton siblings agreed.
"Just don't do it again," Ana sighs, "okay?"
"Okay." all five agreed, as a fire martial came to talk to Tony.
"Mr. Stark, we found this in your daughter's bedroom." the fire martial handed Tony a zip lock bag in it was the bottle.
As soon as Morgan saw the bottle she hid behind her mother. "MORGAN. HARPER. STARK!" Tony yells.
Natasha and Steve looked at their daughter but Ana just looked at them, "Wasn't my fault."
"Were you, three, drinking?!" Laura asked her children.
The Barton siblings all froze.
Steve looked at his daughter, "Were you drinking?!"
Ana bends her head to the right, "Come on, dad, me drink?! Plus, do you, honestly, believe that I would drink something out of mom's stash?"
"Breathe on me!" Steve ordered.
"Fine." Ana grins, as she breathes close to her father's face.
"Nothing…" Steve then looks over to his wife, "Nat?"
Natasha grabs her daughter's face looks in her eyes, "Nope, she's clean."
Ana grabs her mother's hand, "Are we done yet?" Ana smirks, "I told you I was not drinking. The irony is the only one not drinking is the half Russian."
"I'll just say good bye to everyone and then were leaving." Natasha glares.
"Awesome." Ana smiles at her parents, as they both went to say their farewells to their friends.
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Widow's Shield
FanfictionYears after the death of Natasha Romanoff, a 21 year old Ana Stark comes looking for answers. Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Ana Stark.
