When Natasha was actually laughing at the whole misery, Clint turned his head to her half amused, half offended and really pretty relieved- he sure hadn't expected her to laugh so soon after all this shit.
"Admit it, this is a conspiracy. You two are trying to overthrow me here."
He pointed a finger at her with a mock glare and tried to remember then where Angelina kept the whole housekeeping stuff. He wouldn't hurt the cat of course - he loved animals far too much for that - but he really was in no mood to deal with fleas tonight, so the broom would have to do to shoo the unwanted visitor outside.
Before he could even try, though, the little devil jumped down from the table and started strolling around Natasha's legs with a smug purr.
Clint could swear, that thing was grinning at him.
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Date: 2014-03-29 10:37 am (UTC)From:"Admit it, this is a conspiracy. You two are trying to overthrow me here."
He pointed a finger at her with a mock glare and tried to remember then where Angelina kept the whole housekeeping stuff. He wouldn't hurt the cat of course - he loved animals far too much for that - but he really was in no mood to deal with fleas tonight, so the broom would have to do to shoo the unwanted visitor outside.
Before he could even try, though, the little devil jumped down from the table and started strolling around Natasha's legs with a smug purr.
Clint could swear, that thing was grinning at him.