Peter opened his eyes blearily, hearing his alarm go off. He hated his alarm- but it did its job. Peter got up slowly, wrapping his blanket around him and leaving his room. He had spent the night at the Compound, and needed to get to school.

The little spider reached the main living space, and mumbled a weary 'good morning' to a confused Mr. Stark. "Hey kid," he began slowly, " What're you doing up this early? "

Peter responded, "School. Is Happy driving me today?"

" Peter it's Saturday." Tony deadpanned.

Peter's eyes shot open. "What?"

Tony sat down wearily and stated again, "It is a Saturday. There is no school on Saturday. Even if there was, it snowed."

Grinning like a maniac, Peter flew down a hallway, his blanket forgotten. Stark shrugged, picked it up, and curled up on the couch.

Before long, Peter was running towards the front door with Sam and Bucky dragging behind him, looking as if they just woke up. Peter was screeching, "Snow! We are free! Master has given Dobby Snow!"

Coats were thrown at Bucky and Sam, and then the doors were flung open, allowing a gust of cold air to sweep into the building.

Still cackling like a madman, Peter turned to the pair of disgruntled men. "What do you want to do first?" He asked, " Snowman or Fort? "

Bucky grinned. If there was one thing he could do, it was build an epic snow fort. He expressed this to the others, and they complied.

While they were focused on making an intricate fort, they failed to notice Clint creeping outside. He put together a snow nest, and casually stockpiled it with snowballs. When he was ready, he let them fly.

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Inside, the other people could hear shrieks of terror. When Tony went to investigate, he saw a vicious snowball fight, with the air blurred because of all the snowballs. Clint was winning, with the trip cowering in their fort. He beckoned the others to the door before dashing outside to join. It was an Avengers-wide snowball fight. No prisoners, no mercy.

Natasha perched on top of Clint's shoulders, hurling snowballs with delicate grace.

Sam yelled a, "That's cheating!" In response to Wanda using her powers. Sam ended up in a snow bank.

Peter snuck up behind Tony, and dumped snow down his shirt. Tony screamed like a little girl before chasing after Peter. "Mr. Stark, I'm sorry! I won't do it again!" Peter wailed as Tony tackled him.

Tony smirked. "Pete, you and I both know that those two statements are lies." Stark proceeded to dump snow down Peter's shirt, and revenge felt sweet.

Bucky and Steve were in a fierce battle, each hurling snowballs to the best of their abilities. By best, I mean hardest. Their faces were red, but neither showed signs of stopping.

They did, however, when a sleek black car pulled up. Out stepped Nick Fury. He reached down, made a snowball, and threw it at Clint. He missed and it hit Stark straight in the face. Without it cracking a smile, Fury said, "Get your butt inside and finish the reports I sent you, Stark."

Unwillingly , Tony trudged inside with the rest following him. Steve made hot chocolate while everyone changed, and after Stark grabbed one, he left to do his paper work. When he finally left his office, he found everyone passed out in the living space, overlapping on each other.

Smirking, Stark said, "FRIDAY, take some pictures."

' Already done sir. Enjoy your day.'

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