Hey everyone! I am still writing all the other fanfictions I said I would, I just have to find time to type them all up. Anyway, I decided to make an Avengers Christmas fanfic. There will be twelve chapters, and I promise I'll finish the whoel thing within the month of December, and hopefully before Christmas. I plan to post the last chapter on Christmas day. Anyway, I hope you like it! Ok, so ther may be a little bit of OCness with the characters, it just depends on the way you look at it. Pairings: Clint x Natasha, Pepper x Tony, Loki x Darcy, Thor x Jane, and Bruce x Betty. Also, a surprise pairing with Steve in later chapters. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or the Avengers… If I did Black Widow and Hawkeye would have been together a long time ago.

Chapter 1: Snowball Wars 2012

It was a beautiful December day in New York City. The sun was just rising, making the formerly dark blue sky light up with rays of orange and yellow. Fluffy white clouds floated around above, delivering something all children wanted during the Christmas season: snow. Unfortunately for the new residents of the Stark Tower, the children weren't the only ones excited about the snow.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!" the voice of Tony Stark exclaimed as he ran down the hallway leading to the Avenger's rooms. Then he stopped, waiting for any sign that his teammates had gotten out of bed. The only thing that greeted him was silence.

"Cccooommmeee ooonnnn!" The billionaire whined, taking time to bang his fists on every single door in the hallway. All of a sudden, a chorus of groans rang out the tower, making a grin appear on the genius's face.

The first door to open was the one to his own room as Pepper stumbled out, yawning and rubbing her eyes. "Tony it's four in the morning. I don't think the assassins staying in our tower would like you waking them up."

"Our tower?" Tony repeated, raising an eyebrow. "It's called 'Stark Tower'."

"What happened to Stark Tower was my baby?

"That contract has expired," he replied, getting a small peck of the lips from the strawberry blonde. "Fine, our tower."

Suddenly, a creak echoed throughout the hallway as another door swung open, revealing a not-so-tired Steve Rogers. "'Morning Stark, Pepper. What's wrong?"

Pepper and Steve both glanced over at Tony, curious to what he had to say. Tony only gave them a mischievous smile in return. "I want to talk to everyone! Capsicle, wake everyone up and meet me in the living room."

Suddenly, all the color drained from Steve's face and his eyes widened. All the Avengers knew that only Thor, Steve, and Tony were morning people. The others would kill anyone who entered their rooms. "I-i have to wake all of them?"

"Naw, don't worry. Pepper can wake up 'Tasha."

"What?" This time it was Pepper's turn to stare at her boyfriend in shock. Waking Natasha up was like asking for a bullet to the head.

"Hey, you're both women. She wouldn't hurt you as much as she would the rest of us," Tony replied with a small shrug.

"But… What if…" The CEO began, but she couldn't find words to finish her sentence. Either way, both Tony and Steve knew what she was about to say. Although she would rather die than admit it, Natasha rarely slept in her own room. Most of the time she slept with Clint, and she absolutely hated it when anyone disturbed them.

Tony sighed slightly before forcing a smile back onto his face. "Okay then, Steve, you wake them up too."

"No!"

"Why not? You're their leader! They hate my guts, they'd kill me!"

Steve glanced between Tony and Pepper before taking a deep breath. "Fine, I'll meet you in the living room with everyone in twenty minutes. If I don't make it in time, put on the suit."

"Got a queen of spades?"

"Nope, go fish."

"But, Pepper!"

"I can't change the fact that I don't have a freaking queen of spades!" Pepper Potts rolled her eyes at Tony as she fumbled with her cards. Tony gave her a puppy dog face, earning himself a glare. Mumbling in defeat, Tony drew another card from the deck on the table in the living room.

Pepper paused for a moment before blinking as if she had just realized something. "Hey, it's been about twenty minutes. You think Steve's alright?"

Just as Tony opened his mouth to reply, a loud crash echoed throughout the living room that was attached to the hallway. Pepper and Tony exchanged a half confused, half worried glance before they heard something that made them nearly jump up in fright.

"GOD DAMMIT STEVE, WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU WAKE US UP AT FOUR FREAKING AM IN THE MORNING!"

The billionaire playboy and his assistant cringed at the sound of the furious redhead. Next thing they knew, Thor and Bruce came running into the living room. Bruce, who had dark circles under his eyes, didn't say a word; instead he just darted behind Pepper and Tony as if shielding himself. Thor was a different story.

"Lady Widow has been awakened! Run for your life, Midguardians!" the thunder god exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air as he raced towards the kitchen. Bruce whimpered behind Pepper and Tony as if he was trying his best not to hulk out.

Suddenly, Steve dragged himself into the room, his legs hanging limply behind him. "Help! Help! Please!"

"Sorry, cap, you're on your own!" Clint's voice replied as the archer darted out of the hallway, running to Bruce, Tony, and Pepper. Tony gave him a look that said, 'She's your girlfriend!'.

Clint glared at Tony for Natasha wasn't official his girlfriend, but before he could say anything Steve let out an agonizing scream as two hands grabbed his legs and pulled him back into the hallway.

"Uh oh."

"Okay… Now that that's cleared up, how about that meeting?" Tony suggested from where he sat on one of the couches, his arm wrapped around Pepper's shoulders.

Thor sat on the same couch as Tony and Pepper, but he sat uncomfortably on the far end with his hammer in hand. The blonde haired thunder god glanced over at them and hesitated before giving them a small nod.

Bruce and Steve sat on the couch to the right of the others, Bruce checking Steve's various wounds. Steve only glared at Tony, clearly blaming him for encounter with Natasha's anger. Bruce just shrugged before wrapping a bandage around the captain's left foot.

On the couch to Thor, Pepper, and Tony's left, and the final one in the room, sat Clint and Natasha. Natasha was hand cuffed to Clint and had her arms awkwardly folded over her chest, pouting. Clint looked as if he could bolt at any second as he held his wrist as he away from himself as he possibly could. Everyone swore they thought they heard Natasha mumbling, "Grow up you big baby."

"Well anyway…" Tony began once more. "I thought we could have a snowball fight in Central Park."

"WHAT?!" All the other Avengers, including Pepper, screamed. Tony blinked in confusion, not understanding why they were so angry.

"You had me wake up her because of a snowball fight!" Steve exclaimed, throwing his hand up in the air before wincing. Bruce scowled him before tending to the cut on his arm.

"You woke me up because of that!?" Natasha yelled, lunging forward at Tony. Clint yelped as he was nearly dragged off the couch. Then he grabbed his partner's arm, pulling her back to her seat.

"Nat, calm down," Clint said in the most soothing voice he could manage at the moment. Natasha paused, her balled fist relaxing slightly. Much to the archer's surprise, she slid back onto the couch, leaning into his chest. Tony raised an eyebrow at the two of them, earning himself two of their famous glares. Tony put his hands up in surrender before continuing.

"Yeah, a snowball fight. It's the first day it's snowed this year, and since Capsicle and Goldie Locks here probably haven't seen snow in a while, or forever, I thought that we could have one. How does that sound to you two?"

"It does sound fun Man of Iron," Thor replied with a small smile.

Steve hesitated before saying anything. "I haven't had a snowball fight since I lived in Brooklyn with Bucky… I guess it's a good idea."

Tony grinned before turning to the others. "And how 'bout old timers?"

"Why not?" Bruce said with a shrug, a smile grazing his lips.

Pepper laughed slightly. "The Avengers in a snowball fight? That's something I can't miss."

"I'm always up for some competition!" Clint replied with a mischievous grin.

Then all of the Avengers turned their gazes to Natasha, who shifted uncomfortably against Clint's chest. "I've never been in a snowball fight before," she whispered.

That made everyone's mouth drop. "You what?!"

"Wow, little red, you lived in Russia for most of your life and you've never actually had a snowball fight?" Tony asked, staring at her in disbelief.

Natasha shook her head. Clint stopped gaping long enough to mutter, "You're a disgrace to mankind, I swear." Natasha growled, punching her partner in the shoulder and getting a goofy grin in return.

"Then it's settled," Tony said happily. "Snowball fight in two hours."

"It's freezing!" Clint Barton whined as he stood in Central Park, his partner at his side. Natasha just rolled her eyes, mumbling, "No, it's not."

"You lived in Russia; you're use to the cold!"

"So? There's nothing I could do to make you warmer anyway, you already have a coat on. Stop complaining."

"Are you sure there's nothing you can do?" Clint replied, the sides of his mouth quirking up. Natasha gaped momentarily at his suggestion before putting on a stern face and punching him playfully.

"Ok everyone you have ten minutes to build a wall to hide behind." Tony yelled.

"Wait, how about we make this competitive? If you get hit by a snowball, you're out," Clint suggested.

A grin spread across the former CEO's face. "You're on, Barton."

"Ready, set, go!"

Snowballs went flying throughout the center of Central Park, making the civilians run out of the park in a mad dash. Pepper and Tony had become allies and were hiding behind the wall they built together while occasional throwing snowballs. Steve was throwing a snowball every chance he got, a joyful look on his face. It was obvious that whatever memories he had of playing in the snow as a child were good ones. Bruce was hiding behind his wall for the most part, trying not to get too into the game in fear that the Hulk might wish to join in as well. Thor was doing pretty well for his first snowball fight. He was throwing snowballs rapidly, screaming, "I shall beat you, Midguardians!" Clint and Natasha both had separate walls, and they both seemed to have strategies.

"Thor, please stop screaming!" Bruce almost begged the blonde Asguardian. Thor gave him a confused look before doing something that shocked them all. He decided to annoy Bruce even further.

"OH, I HAVE GOT A LOVELY BUNCH OF COCONUTS. THERE THEY ARE STANDING IN A ROW…"

A series of groans were let out as the snowball storm was stopped.

"Who would fucking teach him that song?!" Natasha growled.

Tony smiled sheepishly. "I may have shown him and the Star Spangled Man with a Plan the Lion King last week…"

"Seriously, Stark!"

Tony simply shrugged, making Natasha narrow her eyes. She was going to try and eliminate Tony from the game, until she noticed Thor hadn't ceased his singing yet. The thunder god was now standing up, singing intently, and obviously not planning on stopping anytime soon.

"Ready… Aim… Fire!" Natasha screeched. Suddenly, all the Avengers threw snowballs at him. Thor's eyes widened in shock as six snowballs hit him.

Thor turned to look at the Avengers and Pepper; his eyes were swimming in confusion. "Why did you do this, friends?"

"You were annoying the heck out of us," Clint shout in response, the others murmuring in agreement. Thor glanced at all of them before sighing. Then he walked over to a tree roughly fifty yards away, making sure to keep his distance from the on-going fight.

Immediately, the snowballs began to fly once more. Now the remaining six people were doing their best to throw snowballs and try to get someone out, with no success. No one seemed to even have a good opportunity to get anyone out. Well, except for Tony and Pepper that is. Since they both shared the same shelter, they could easily turn on each other, but they both decided they would team up.

"Ok, Pep, let's both try to get Rogers out, ok?" Tony whispered to Pepper, hoping no one else would hear. Pepper hesitated before nodding slowly.

Tony quickly stood up and threw a snowball over Steve's wall, which he dodged with ease. Then Pepper did the same, but she wasn't as swift as Tony had been. Before the strawberry blonde had a chance to chunk a snowball at the captain, he threw one that hit her stomach. Pepper blinked in surprise before whipping the snow off her thick coat with her hand. Then she gave Tony a small smile.

"Good luck, Tony," she said softly before beginning to walk towards Thor.

Tony gave Pepper a pitiful look before narrowing his eyes. "Dang it, Rogers!"

"What? I thought we were trying to win!" There was a pause before Steve added, "Sorry, Pepper!"

"Come on, Barton, Romanoff. Let's get Capsicle out!" Tony announced standing up and raising his right hand, which held a snowball. Before he knew it, four snowballs pelted him.

"I don't follow your orders, Stark!" Natasha snapped from behind her wall. Tony pouted as he turned to follow Pepper towards Thor.

People continued to throw snowballs, but for some reason they decided it was a good idea to aim them at poor Bruce. The scientist was huddled behind his wall that was slowly crumbling around him. Natasha, Clint, and Steve didn't exactly mean to throw all their snowballs at Bruce, that's just how it turned out. But they immediately regretted it when they heard an ear-splitting roar.

"HULK SMASH!"

There was a moment of silence before the assassins and super soldier yelped in unison, "Run!"

Steve, Clint, and Natasha seemed to completely forget about their protective walls made out of snow. All three of them jumped about and started to run away as first as they could, another roar echoing behind them.

"Guys, we need to get the Hulk out!" Steve shouted to his teammates as they ran.

"Good idea," Clint agreed, waiting for Natasha to say something. To his confusion, there was only silence. He glanced over at his partner, but she didn't return his look. She was trying to run as fast as she could, a look on her face that he hadn't seen there in a long time: fear.

"Nat?" The archer asked softly. The redhead snapped her head around to face him, terror swimming in her green eyes. "Hey, it's going to be alright, ok? It's just a game."

Natasha only shook her head violently. "It wasn't just a game last time."

That's when something clicked in Clint's head, the helicarrier. The Hulk had chased Natasha during Loki's attack on the helicarrier. He had almost forgotten that his partner had told him that. "It'll be alright, Nat. Just follow the plan."

Natasha nodded before both she and Clint glanced over at Steve. The captain nodded at them slightly. "Ok, good luck, team."

Suddenly, the three of them ran in three different directions. Much to Natasha's horror, the Hulk decided that she would be the one he would chase. The red head glanced around to see if the plan had worked to see the large green monster right on her heels. She yelped, turning back around and running even faster than before.

When Clint didn't hear the Hulk behind him, he stopped and turned around to see who had had decided to chase. When he saw that the Hulk was chasing the Black Widow. Oh, god, he thought, blinking in disbelief. Then he looked around for Steve until he found the super soldier looking at him from about twenty yards away. They nodded at each other before bending down to build a snowball.

"HULK SMASH!" The words rung throughout Natasha's ears, making her cringe slightly. It was literally a nightmare coming true. She would rather be tortured then be chase by the Hulk a second time. Suddenly, the Hulk's hand came down on her back, sending her flying through the air. She landed with a loud thump on the ground, looking up at the Hulk who towered over her. The Black Widow closed her eyes, waiting to be crashed by the green rage monster.

But the pain never came. Natasha's eyes fluttered open to see Clint crouching over her.

"Hey, Tasha," the archer whispered, offering her his hand. The assassin shakily took it, pulling herself to her feet. She glanced around in alarm to see Steve throwing snowballs at the Hulk who was roaring in defeat. The large monster suddenly began to shrink until only Bruce stood in his place.

Bruce gave his teammates a sheepish look before starting towards Tony, Pepper, and Thor. "Sorry, Natasha."

Natasha didn't reply, she just slowly leaned back into Clint, breathing heavily.

"You, ok?" Clint asked quietly, getting a small nod from the redhead. He pulled her into a hug, which she uncharacteristically accepted. Steve watched, slightly confused. They were still having the snowball fight, right?

Next thing Clint knew, he was pinned to the ground by his partner. "Wait, what?"

"We're having a snowball fight, Barton. I'm not just going to give up," Natasha replied as she made a snowball. Then she turned back to her partner, who was trying to struggle against her hold. "К сожалению, моя хок." (I am sorry, my hawk)

Clint opened his mouth to protest, but before he could speak Natasha threw the snowball at his chest. Then the redhead unpinned Clint to the ground allowing him to get up and join the others who had been eliminated.

Natasha watched her partner leave before turning to Steve. "Nowhere for either of us to run now, huh?"

Steve nodded slightly. "I suppose so, Agent Romanoff."

"There's also no one to handcuff me to my partner for getting revenge on waking me up so early."

Steve froze, staring at Natasha with widened eyes. "It was Tony's idea! I really didn't want to- Ahhhhh!"

The Avengers all sat in the living room back in Stark Tower, just about in the same positions they were in before they left. The only thing that was different was the tv was on, and the first Indian Jones movies was playing. Tony seemed to think that Steve and Thor needed to see that movie.

Tony and Pepper were on the same couch, Pepper leaning back into Tony. Thor was intently watching the movie, repeating random lines, and occasionally going to the kitchen to obtain a box of poptarts. Steve had ice packs all over his arms and legs, but most of his countless wounds from being beaten by Natasha seemed to have healed almost completely. He was a super soldier after all. Bruce was sitting on the same couch as Steve, and he seemed to be trying his best to pay attention to the movie. Clint and Natasha were on the same couch they had been earlier that morning. Natasha wasn't handcuffed to Clint, even though all of the Avengers had wanted her to be. Somehow, she had managed to talk to Clint.

"I'm cold," Natasha complained to her partner in a whisper.

"Then go get a god damn blanket," Clint grumbled.

Natasha glanced at the archer curiously. "You're not still mad about me getting you out, are you?"

The only response she got was a grunt. Clint turned his attention back to the tv, trying to ignore her.

"Please, Clint?" The redhead whispered, sticking out her bottom lip. "I'm cold, моя хок."

Clint whirled his head around to face her when she spoke to him in Russian. They stared at each other for a few moments before Clint pulled her closer to him. Natasha laid her head on his chest; a satisfied smirk grazing her lips as they both turned their attention to the movie.

Suddenly, Tony asked, "So what are we going to do tomorrow?"

"Nothing, Stark," Steve mumbled a reply.

"Come on! It's not called the twelve days of Christmas for nothing!"

So that's the end of Chapter 1! I hope you liked it, and please review, follow, and favorite! Comments and critique are gratefully accepted. I want to know what everyone thinks before I continue, but I am very excited about this fanfiction so I'm probably continue anyways. Thank you everyone!

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