🕷What's in Long Island?🕸

                                    

                                          
A/N:
                          
Okay, so my friend helped me come up with the plot for this chapter and gave me a bunch of great ideas, scratch that, she didn't help me, she pretty much came up with the idea for the plot of the chapter all on her own, so huge thanks to dragongecko108 for helping me with this! 
                          
You should check out her story 'Off the Page', it's amaZhang! I have it on my reading list called: I ❤️ these books
                          
Also, sorry for that last cliffhanger. Hopefully, none of you died, because according to the comments section a lot of you are very allergic to cliffhangers.
                          
🇺🇸 Steve's POV:
                          
  I had just gotten back from my run, and I was exhausted. I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water because I drank all my water in the first half of my run. 
                          
  When I got to the kitchen I saw Clint sitting on the couch, on his phone, smiling bigger than I thought was humanly possible.
                          
  "Umm, what are you doing Clint?" I asked.
                          
  "Listening to 'CGB''s boyfriend's rant about how awesome Hawkeye is," Clint replied, his eyes still glued to his phone.
                          
  "How'd you get 'CGB''s boyfriend's number?" I asked.
                          
  "'CGB' added him to the chat," Clint said.
                          
  "Oh," I responded.
                          
  Before any of us could say anything else, the elevator dinged, and Tony stepped out looking really happy.
                          
  "What happened while I was gone? Why are you two smiling like maniacs?" I asked.
                          
  "I found the location of 'CGB', his boyfriend, and 'Joker Blowtorch''s camp!" Tony stated.
                          
  "What! Really?" Clint and I exclaimed at the same time.
                          
  "Yep," Tony said.
                          
  "Where is it?" Clint asked.
                          
  "Long Island," Tony said.
                          
  "What's in Long Island?" Natasha asked stepping out of the doorway.
                          
  "Ah!" Clint yelped in surprise. "You are very good at sneaking up on people."
                          
  Natasha rolled her eyes. "Of course I am, I'm a spy." She said.
                          
  "We've been texting some kids, they go to a camp, and we just found out the camp is," I said.
                          
  "Clint, please tell me this isn't the kid you said you made friends with last week," Natasha said. Clint laughed nervously. Natasha facepalmed. "Why do you need to know where their camp is anyways?" Natasha asked.
                          
  "Here, just read through all our texts," Tony said, pulling out his phone, putting it on the group chat, and handing it to Natasha. "But don't you dare do anything else but look through the group chat."
                          
  Natasha nodded, scrolling to the top of the chat.
                          
Time skip to ten minutes later when she's done reading through the group chat
                          
  "Wow, well that was. . . interesting," Natasha remarked.
                          
  "Yeah, but they're nice kids," I said.
                          
  "They seem nice, I can see why Clint made friends with them," Natasha said.
                          
  "But we need to save them from that camp, and all the other kids there too," Tony said.
                          
  "I'm coming with you," Natasha stated.
                          
  "What?" Tony said.
                          
  "Did I stutter?" Natasha said. "I'm coming with you, and that wasn't a request, it was a statement."