Avengers x Child Reader
Background Bruce Banner x Reader
The Avengers get their nails done. ‘nuff said it’s just a good ol fluff fic
Tony and Bruce were both stationed in the lab, they were SUPPOSE to be doing important work but all you could hear throughout the lab was an echo of Tony’s laughter. Bruce was currently sitting AWAY from Tony and trying to do work in favour of ignoring him.
“I’m sorry! I can’t breath! I mean I’m not sorry at all! Tony bellowed at as he took another selfie with his disgruntled science bro.
“It’s not that funny Tony.”
“Yes it is!”
“You’ve been going on for 20 minutes Tony, I’m starting to get annoyed.”
“Oh! Do you think the green bean will come out?!” Tony only laughed harder, leaning over against the work bench as he clutched his stomach, tears forming in his eyes.
“Imagine the Hulk with nail polish!!!”
True to his word Bruce had on a messy coating of a shimmering purple nail polish. There were splotches of purple staining all across the tips of his fingers.
Bruce finally got up to move and began walking away. Tony quickly grabbed his arm to stop him.
“Okay okay okay! I get it. You’re being a good dad, the kids at that age. I won’t tease you anymore.” Tony said grinning at Bruce as he wrapped his arm around Bruce’s shoulder. He held up his other hand for a fist bump and Bruce begrudgingly gave in. Tony quickly grabbed the hand, displaying the nail polish in full as he snapped one more selfie.
“Starting now!” He chuckled as he wiggled out of Bruce’s grip and made his way back to his work bench, snickering.
When lunch time came Tony dragged Bruce out of the lab for a well deserved break, meeting up with the rest of the team (who weren’t on a mission) for “quality bonding time” and for Tony that meant some form of greasy food and today it was pizza.
“Mrs Banner has arrived for a visit Boss.” Chimed FRIDAY as the automatic door slid open.
A voice cried out as the pattering of feet thundered against the floorboards. Bruce quickly shuffled to his feet and bent down with his arms open as his 5 year old son dive bombed into Bruce’s arms. “Hey there champ!”
Calmly following behind him was Bruce’s wife and holding her hand was his 8 year old daughter. Bruce smiled and walked towards them. “Hey sunshine!” His wife said smiling as Bruce leaned forward to press a kiss to her lips, ignoring the “ewwwww” coming from his son.
Bruce watched as his daughter let go of her mothers hand and immediately went to crawl onto Vision’s lap and have a conversation with him. His daughter had taken after Bruce intelligence wise and with her calm and smart demeanour she had trouble making friends her own age. She didn’t see a point in interacting with anyone who wasn’t her brother their age so Vision was her best friend.
His wife held up her phone and across her screen all over social media was the selfie Tony had taken in the lab. She herself had a clear coat of nail polish with rainbow sparkles while their daughter had a deep ocean blue.
“Well!” His wife announced loudly gaining the other Avengers attention. “I saw how much our dear friend Tony LOVED Bruce’s nail polish and I said to myself you know what? I bet ALL the Avengers would love their nails done and we were just so excited that we came right down.” She grinned and raised her brows suggestively at Tony whose face dropped causing the others to snicker, Clint outright bursting into laughter.
“I love you.” Bruce breathed and hugged his wife after their son had ran towards the couches with his blue backpack clacking, filled with a variety of coloured bottles.
“Auntie Nat gets sparkly pink because she’s the prettiest!”
“Oooh you hear that? I’m the prettiest.”
“Uncle Thor gets red because it’s like blood!”
“A colour of battle indeed little one, certainly befitting to a warrior such as myself!”
“Uncky Steve gets red, white and blue!!!”
Steve didn’t say anything but smiled softly at the choice that was made.
“Uncle Buckyroo gets black because black is a cool colour!”
“This’ll come off metal right?” Bucky whispered to Steve and was gently nudged by him. “Uh, l mean I’m glad I get the cool colour, sport.”
“Uncle Tony gets hot pink!”
“Wait, why do I get hot pink? Thor got blood!“ Tony whined, his face scrunched up, feeling offended.
“Because mummy said it was your faaaavourite colour but you would be too embarrassed to say so! Don’t worry uncle Tony I’ll keep your secret safe!” Tony felt his face get patted by the boys small pudgy hand.
“Yaaaaay.” He strained out as he glared at Bruce’s wife.
“And and and Uncle Vision gets yellow!!! Because yellow!”
“He really likes yellow at the moment.” Bruce’s daughter stated, still comfortably perched on the Vision’s lap.
“Well then I am honoured to get your favourite colour.”
The small child pouted as he looked at the bottles splayed out across the table.
“Uncle Clint I can’t think of what colour to do for you!” He cried out, looking up at Clint, nearly in tears.
“Aww come on buddy! Don’t be sad I have a great idea! I want the same colours as YOUR nail polish.” Clint announced, smiling as Bruce’s son looked up at him with the widest starry eyed gaze before grinning like mad.
And just like that each individual nail on Clint’s hand was painted in a rainbow of different colours, perfectly matching the boys own.
After everyone was done and dry Bruce’s wife proudly held up her phone.
“How about some selfies?”