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“So I got you something. It’s kind of small I guess         but I hope you’ll like it.”

He hold onto a very small package and doesn’t hand it over just yet. Almost nervously, he chews on his bottom lip.

1. Trick or treating

Ok, Clint may have felt a little bit dumb walking through the streets at night dressed in a makeshift duck tape Ultron costume. Especially since he was surrounded by three feet tall munchkins all dressed up as various members of his team (no one wanted to be Hawkeye). But it was a charity event and who was he to deny children the once in a life time opportunity to actually hang out with a real Avenger for a night. 

It wasn’t really that bad anyways. It was just glorified babysitting with free candy. He couldn’t complain too much. Besides, the kids were actually pretty cute aside from none of them wanting to dress up as him (seriously, even two of the kids went as Ant-Man of all things.) He got to lead them around, take em where ever he wanted, because who better to look after children than an honest to god super hero. So as long as he could get past the arguing over if Ironman or Captain America was the best Avenger, then he could have a pretty great Halloween.

They were in DC, because apparently New York was to shifty a place, and Clint knew just the place to stop. Now the children wondered why they were in a apartment building of all things, but he just explained he knew this one place that had the absolute best candy. 

That was how he found himself knocking on Bobbi’s door surrounded by an army of kids, all of them holding out bags. Together, they all shouted.