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"WAKEY, WAKEY" (Natasha)

You jumped to your feet quickly to see that your girlfriend was laying on the striped bed unamused. Then you smirked.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N, I SWEAR TO GOD!!!" your girlfriend screamed as you bolted from your room into the hallway, having just enough time to close the bedroom door on your way out to slow down your now very angry girlfriend.

As you ran down the hallway you had a split second to come up with a plan. At this point you knew that you were in for it so it was no longer a grueling training that you ran from, it was your assassin girlfriend.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit..." you quietly muttered as you frantically jammed the elevator button.

You heard a door open behind you and your heart dropped. As the elevator door began to open you slowly turned your head to peer down the dark hallway. You let out a small whimper as you saw your girlfriend standing in the shadows directly in the center of the hallway. Suddenly you felt as though you were the main character in a horror film about a girl running from an axe murderer. Shit was about to go down.

You whipped your head back around and quickly scrambled into the tiny moving box. You turned around slowly as if you thought of your girlfriend as a T-rex, if I dont move it won't see me. Boy were you wrong.

She ran, and when I mean she ran, she BOLTED at the literal speed of light towards the impending slowly closing elevator door. Your face went pale when you realized you werent gonna make it. That's when it happened.

Wanda's door happened to be closest to the elevator, and you felt a rush of luck as a sleepy dazed Wanda wandered carelessly into the hallway, obstructing the path of the bolt of light that was your girlfriend.

It all happened in slow motion. Wanda looked towards you in confusion. When she saw your frantic state she furrowed her eyebrows and turned to look towards the bush of red hair that was plummeting towards her. She only understood the situation once it was too late.

Natasha braced herself as it was too late to slow down now. The last thing you saw was a bush of red hair colliding with another bush of red hair through the sliver of the nearly closed elevator door. Once closed you hear a loud bang which you could only assume was the bodies of your two favorite people hitting the floor.

You couldn't help but feel guilty knowing that you were part of the reason Wanda got roped into this whole mess, but in this moment the only thing that mattered were your next moves. Soft elevator music filled the tiny box as you ran possible ideas through your head.

You knew that at this moment at least Steve, Tony, Peter, Clint, and Wanda were awake. You knew that Tony was most likely going to be in his lab and Peter was most likely watching television. You also knew that Clint would help Natasha in this situation, and Wanda was probably out for blood, specifically yours. You also knew that there were stairs along with the elevator and that Natasha had most likely begun her climb. Your options were limited.

You took the safe gamble and thought to go to the common room. If you had any luck there you would find Peter who would most definitely help you out of this predicament.

Almost immediately after the elevator doors opened you picked up your feet and nearly collided with Steve holding a steaming cup of tea. Luckily you were able to dodge the man and took a run towards the couch. You nonchalantly took a seat next to Peter who was in the middle of a Sponge bob episode. Given your still jumpy state he gave you his whole undivided attention.

Once he realized what was happening, his eyes lit up and his jaw dropped, he knew you were in trouble.

You were surprised with how long Natasha was taking to catch you, but when you heard heavy footsteps coming your way it all clicked.

After Natasha had consulted Wanda and brought her in on the mission, Wanda made the suggestion that they expand their search party. Now Clint, Bucky, and a slightly confused Steve were closing in on you. You were too late.

Tony had heard the commotion and decided that it would be something interesting to watch, he brought Bruce with him as he walked into the common room that was currently displayed as a wild west showdown. Amused and wanting to see what would happen next Tony called over Peter as a way of taking away your last line of defense. Peter wanting to oblige to his superior stepped away from you while you looked at him with the face of betrayal.

"Traitor," you muttered harshly towards Peter.

Across the room you could see your beautiful girlfriend stepping into view with that infamous smirk plastered on her little face, you couldn't help but reply with an innocent smile of your own.

Your heart pounded in your chest as your girlfriend slowly inched closer, closing in on you. Her steps were slow and careful as if she was approaching a stray dog that could turn and run at any second.

By now the only thing that separated you from your girlfriend was the couch. As she eased her way around it you were stuck in place being blocked in by her fellow teammates. She stopped in her tracks and slowly opened her arms to welcome you into a hug.

"I'm not mad, I just want a hug" she stated simply.

"Bull. Shit." You stated as you slowly backed away after furrowing your eyebrows, this was a trick, and you knew it.

You watched as Natasha's face changed from a welcoming smile to an intimidating scowl.

"Fine have it your way" she said as she crossed her arms and lifted her chin up

"Boys, do your thing" she said proudly.

Your eyes scanned the room jumping from person to person as you realized they were slowly closing in on you. You lifted your head to lock eyes with Wanda and pleaded for help, she simply smirked and shook her head.

That was when Peter stood up and made a small clearing in between you and the closet.

"Y/N, RUN", he called out to you.

It took you a second to process what Peter had done for you, but once you realized you took the opportunity and began to run.

Your quick plan of escape was then dismissed as someone collided with you and you landed on the ground hard. You tried to wiggle your way out of their grasp, but were met with defeat. Your girlfriend straddled your body to keep you down and pinned your wrists above your head to stop you from squirming. You locked your eyes in preparation for what was to come.

All too quickly your wrists were released as your girlfriend's hands collided with your armpits. Her plan was to tickle you to death.

"NATASHA, N-NO, NO, S-STOP, PLEASE, STOP, I BEG OF YOU, P-PLEASE" you pleaded, but it was no match she had gotten you into the perfect position for the tickle monster and was not going to give up the chance to make you pay.

Your heavy laughter filled the air as everyone grew a smile on their faces. Natasha giggled lowley while watching you attempt to squirm out of her strong grip. Then you realized, your hands were free, so what did you do, the only thing possible. You tickled her back.

Soon you were both a jumble of hands and giggles as you switched places with her and sat on her while your hands found her sweet spots.

When the laughter died down and people started to walk away deciding that you had served your punishment, you pulled Natasha into a long hard passionate kiss. You both smiled into the kiss, but when you pulled away Natasha whispered in your ear, "That was only the beginning of your punishment young women". Your face dropped as she smirked and stood up and walked away leaving you in your thoughts of what she would do to you later.