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[bowsniper]

Who: Clint Barton (bowsniper) and Natasha Romanoff ( widows_kiss)
Where: Clint's room, 7th floor
When: April 4th mid afternoon
Rating: PG? PG-13 for swearing
Summary: Someone follows Clint home, obviously Natasha needs to fix it.
The Story:

It had been a normal day so far, well normal for Clint. He woke up, grabbed breakfast, had a quick sparring session with Natasha, then spent the rest of the morning out fixing up the shooting range down by the beach. He grabbed a quick bite in the cafeteria and then made his way back up to his room, debating what he should do with the rest of the day.

Which was about the time that he noticed he was being followed. He doubled back and tried to lose them but they were persistent and Clint gave up and turned around looking down at the tiny black and white kitten that seemed intent on coming home with him.

"Well, this is probably a mistake." He said to it as he opened the door to his room and walked in, the kitten prancing behind him.

He turned and sat on his bed and the kitten sat at his feet. He stared at it, and it stared back at him. "Really really making a mistake cat."

The cat ignored him and jumped onto the bed, settling it's self in a patch of sunlight that was coming through the window. It looked at him again and meowed demandingly.

Clint did the only thing he could think of. He picked up his phone and texted Natasha one word.

Help.

Comments

[widows_kiss]

She'd been finishing up her own batch of training when the text comes through and she blinks at her phone for a moment before typing out a reply. It wasn't urgent - they had codes for that - so the one word request gets a faint smirk from her as she heads for the door.

What did you do this time?