Clint was tempted to sneak a few bacon or ham bits into Natasha's eggs to make sure she got strength back, but as long as her stomach was giving her a hard time, he couldn't risk it. Also, she'd have his balls for it and even sick she was still very capable of doing that.
So scrambled eggs it was for her and he made at least sure to spice it as interesting as possible. His own stuff was far easier to make, like crack that egg over a pan, slide it around a few times, splash it onto the next plate and drop ketchup on the whole thing. It wouldn't win a beauty price but he thought he could get at least most of it down his throat.
When he carried the plates next door, Natasha still had little one on her arms, a picture that hurt today, as ridiculous as it was. It was far too easy to picture her with another tiny bundle of life on her arms. Imagine how she would give all this love and care she treated him with to another human being, a kid that would be just like her, beautiful and strong, and if he didn't get his brain to shut up immediately, he'd end up kicking things again.
"I tried." He held Natasha's plate up shortly but didn't put it down on the sofa table as long as the kitten was in the house. He definitely had learned that lesson.
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Date: 2014-06-20 08:16 pm (UTC)From:So scrambled eggs it was for her and he made at least sure to spice it as interesting as possible. His own stuff was far easier to make, like crack that egg over a pan, slide it around a few times, splash it onto the next plate and drop ketchup on the whole thing. It wouldn't win a beauty price but he thought he could get at least most of it down his throat.
When he carried the plates next door, Natasha still had little one on her arms, a picture that hurt today, as ridiculous as it was. It was far too easy to picture her with another tiny bundle of life on her arms. Imagine how she would give all this love and care she treated him with to another human being, a kid that would be just like her, beautiful and strong, and if he didn't get his brain to shut up immediately, he'd end up kicking things again.
"I tried." He held Natasha's plate up shortly but didn't put it down on the sofa table as long as the kitten was in the house. He definitely had learned that lesson.