Oh, man. You managed to pick one of the old ones. This is a fic that I still owe my younger sister as part of her 2012 Christmas gift. 😬🙈 And while I know she's definitely forgotten she asked for it, I still feel like I need to finish it. Some day. 😆

Okay, so keep in mind that this was requested in 2012, the height of All of the Avengers Live Together in Stark Tower as One Big Crazy Family fics. It's important that you remember that. So, it's supposed to be a Darcy Lewis fic where I write my sister in as Darcy's best friend from high school and Casey comes to visit Darcy at the tower and high jinks ensue. And if I remember correctly Darcy & Steve are supposed to be dating and I think Casey is supposed to end up on a date with Clint.

Anyways, you get all of what I've written so far because it is not a lot. It's like, two paragraphs. And the dialogue is so cringe so I apologize for what you're about to read. 😆 “Darcy, who’s this?” Tony asked while leering at the young woman currently standing in front of him. “Someone who’s not afraid to taze you if you don’t stop looking at me like that,” the young woman replied with narrowed eyes before Darcy could introduce her. Tony tilted his head and squinted at the young woman, “Are you related to Lewis? Does being tazer happy run in the family?” Darcy sighed and rolled her eyes before saying, “Casey, meet Tony. Tony, meet Casey.” “Wait," Tony said in shock. "Casey? THE Casey? As in the Casey you went to high school with? The Casey who stars in almost all your stories about your adolescent high jinks? You’re that Casey?” “Uhm, yes?” Tony turned to Darcy. “She’s not allowed to meet Clint,” he turned to Steve. “Keep her away from Clint. JARVIS! Make a note. Clint and Casey. Scratch that, Clint, Darcy and Casey are not allowed to be in the same room together. EVER.” He turned back to Steve. “Has Darcy told you about her high school days? Do you know about Short Stuff’s childhood? Of course you do. What is it with you and girls with guns?” “I really hope you’re not talking about shooting stuff with out me,” Clint said as he walked into the common room. Tony pointed at Clint. “No. Barton, you are not allowed in here.” “Why not?” “Because.” “Because why?” “Because of me, I think. Hi, I’m Casey. I’m a friend of Darcy’s.” Casey said, introducing herself. “The Casey who in high school, on the weekends would run around town sniping the local Mean Girls with a paintball gun?” “It was only one time! But yes, that’s me.” “Awesome! I’m Clint and I’ve been wanting to meet you since Darcy told us all of her high school stories.”

Casey turned to Darcy. “One, Hawkeye has been wanting to meet me and you never told me and two, WHAT stories have you told them?” “All of them.” “All of them?” “Yep.” “I hate you so much right now.”

Thanks for asking! 😊