Artemis made a face and just reached over to give him a shove.

"I'm still older," she said, knowing he'd understand their age-old inside joke for what it was.

Apollo snickered at that but let Clint back in control. Clint just blinked and made a face, because this he was used to.

"Aw, come on," he grumbled. "We really need to figure out a better system than you just taking over." But it was mostly just grumbling.

Artemis rolled her eyes and faded back as well. Luna blinked and rubbed her eyes hard with the heels of her palms.

"I should have expected that to happen," she said. "I keep forgetting how competitive they get when we're in the same room."

"Right?" Clint grumbled. "The two of them, gods."

Steve blinked, because that sounded normal, and no one was upset, so he took his smoothie and ventured into the living room now that it was not in danger of blowing up.

"I'm a little surprised neither one suggested going downstairs to have it out on the shooting range," Luna said. She shook her head, and then noticed Steve. "Sorry about all of that. I'm Luna. And occasionally I'm Artemis."

Steve grinned a bit. "I figured, given the sibling rivalry there," he said, motioning between her and Clint.

Clint snickered. "He's pretty calm about everything," he told Luna. "He only gets taken over once in a great while that I've seen."

"So you are one of us?" Luna asked, studying Steve for a moment. She tilted her head to the side and squinted a little, trying to place the deity. "Huh. Can't see it."

Steve grinned. "Stick around and you'll find out," he told her.

Clint snorted at that, shaking his head.

"Well, with an invitation like that, I may as well," Luna said, grinning. "Good thing I brought my bow in case I get bored or possessed."

Steve snorted. "We'll see how long it takes," he agreed.

Clint looked between the two with a little grin. Oh he could see this had so much entertainment potential.

Luna grinned as well and settled herself on the couch.

"Netflix time?" she suggested to Clint.

"Done." Clint dropped the remote in her lap. "I'll even let you pick this time." He grinned.

"How generous," Luna said dryly, grinning. She looked over at Steve. "Going to join us?"

Steve shook his head a bit. "Nah, don't want to intrude, and I've got someone to go bother."

"Sam?" Clint guessed.

"Sam." Steve grinned. "We're going to go get curry and watch a game."

"Well, have fun then," Luna said, waving. She twisted and leaned back a bit so she could see into the kitchen. "Nat! Going to join us? Netflix!" She knew Natasha was still in the kitchen, and while she hadn't been introduced to everyone, Luna had met Nat very quickly after she'd met Clint.

"In a minute," Nat called back. She was finishing making popcorn for them, because of course she'd been following their conversation.

Steve grinned and shook his head, heading to the elevator to head back down to his floor to get ready.

Luna grinned and moved over so there was room on the couch for Nat. She draped herself across Clint dramatically as she did so.

Clint snorted but just let her get comfortable there. Nat smiled indulgently and set the popcorn on the table for them all.

Luna grinned and got comfortable, making sure to leave room for Nat. She'd already figured out that she was probably going to crash on the couch for the night, and that was just fine with her.

It wasn't until a week or so later that Clint got to talk to Luna again. There was stuff happening in Hell's Kitchen, big stuff that had got the team's attention. But it was kind of close quarters in there, with lots of alley ways, so they needed a second set of eyes in the sky.

"Hey, Luna, you busy right now?" Clint asked, yanking on his tac gear one-handed and double-checking his quiver.

"Not particularly," Luna responded. She could hear interesting noise on the other end, and was a bit intrigued. "Something going on?"

"Yeah, Doombots in Hell's Kitchen," Clint said. "Tight quarters, I can't keep my eyes on all of them at once. Too many hiding spots. We need another spotter up here."

That made Luna pause.

"You want me up there with you?" she asked. "Or do you want her up there with you?"

"Both," Clint said. "Whatever you're comfortable with. If you don't want to come, that's fine. But you came to mind."

Luna considered that.

"Well, far be it from me to refuse when my sort-of brother asks for help," she said. "Where should I meet you? Or am I going to get a super hero pickup?"