Loki's back and has some magic up his sleeves. When one of his pranks go wrong, he turns the Avengers (and himself) into toddlers. Memories wiped and oblivious, the baby heroes (and villain) are being babysitted by the very much alive Phil Coulson and Maria Hill. Watch out for laughs, cuddles, friendship and foodfights.

When Steve finds Bucky homeless in an alley near his home, their whole world changes.

What exactly happened in Budapest? All that we know is Clint Barton was sent to kill, Natasha Romanoff.

"You and I remember Budapest very differently!" Maybe. But you know that my way was the only way that counted.

What happened in Budapest?

After the Chitauri's invasion, Nick Fury can't afford to be caught off guard again. Of course S.H.I.E.L.D. is keeping an eye out for possible threats but he knows that the big guys are going to go after the Avengers. So the Director calls up the only Avenger he knows that has absolutely nothing to do. Hawkeye. Clint has to see what the Earth's Mightiest Heroes are up to and report everything back to Nick Fury. Without getting caught. Easier said than done. Follow Hawkeye as he embarks on Project Time Bomb.

"What if a load of the fictional characters were in a school together?". This fanfic includes Dr who, Sherlock, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus, Merlin, Avengers and perhaps others.

~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex appeal. I play to the common weaknesses of men, pulling them in on an invisible thread, ensnaring them in my inescapable web and striking mercilessly like a poisonous spider. For that reason, they call me the Black Widow. I'm cunning, ruthless and utterly unstoppable. I am a one woman fighting machine. I can do more damaged unarmed than most people could do armed. ❞ ❝My name is Clinton Francis Barton and I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm the deadliest agent they have on a squad of suits and scientists. I'm the masked vigilante with a bow and arrow and I never miss. I have keen eyes. I have perfect aim. I have agility. I can shoot down any adversary from any distance, and they never see me coming. They call me Hawkeye, because I have the vision of a bird of prey and I strike just as precisely. I'm strong, I'm dexterous and utterly remarkable. I'm a one man invasion. I can cause more destruction with a Palaeolithic weapon than most people can do with a gun.❞ Two nomadic souls; one American, one Russian. Completely unlike one another. Or so they think. This is a tale of prejudice, politics and passion in Budapest. #60 in Fanfiction (23/10/2015)

A Clint and Natasha/Hawkeye and Black Widow Fan fiction. Set after the Avenger Initiative. Why don't you read to find out what happens?

(Book One) The war is over; the battle is won. The Avengers are taking a month away from their duties as a thank you from Fury and co. However, Natasha and Clint head out to Morocco in search of peace and quiet, but nightmares, the past and mutual feelings will tear the tranquility apart. (Book Two) She's gone. He's lost. She's losing it. He's going insane. They finally had what they wanted, they finally had that little piece of heaven in their fingertips, only to have it snatched away from them with no warning. Clint is dead set on one thing and one thing only; getting Natasha back. Red ledgers, red rooms and a rescue mission.