Cause we’re good and evil never beats us
We’ll win the fight and then go out for shawarmaOh my god.
internutter… here you go. just… look at this.
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Challenge #00841-B110: When Clint Met Natasha
Some men get so nervous if a lady shows up at the restaurant with a box of explosives.
Budapest. Some years ago.
He thought he had been discretely following her, right up until the moment she sat down opposite him at the cafe. She gave him a winning smile and a, “Sorry I’m late, darling. Caught up in shopping.”
Quick handsigns. Three bogies. Armed. Target you. No look.
“That’s okay, sweetie,” he said, making sure the nearby shrubbery blocked him from any sniper. “You’re worth the wait.“
She leaned forward. Held his hand. “Whatever I’m going to say is hilarious. Then we’re going to go inside for cake,” she murmured. “Hydra’s targeting you just like they’re targeting me. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, yes?”
Clint laughed on cue. “That’s exactly right. They’ve got some lovely miniature Kuglóf, here. Let’s go get some.”
Arm in arm, he walked with his target into a crowded, public area. “This isn’t going to stop them for long. Hydra’s not known for its discretion.”
“Don’t worry. I know a guy.” She signalled a man behind the counter and showed Clint the contents of her gift bag. There was enough C4 in there to blow up the entire cafe and its immediate neighbours.
It took every atom of his training to avoid going weak at the knees. “You brought a bomb to a cafe?”
“It’s one of the few places anonymous enough to meet with allies.” She handed the bag over and neatly switched to Russian. “[Here’s the parcel. Make sure my friends across the street are distracted. You never saw me, you don’t know who I am.]”
“This will get to your friend,” said the guy who worked there.
She lead Clint after him, and through a maze of alleyways and finally, down into a network of tunnels. She didn’t even flinch when the sound of the bomb reached them.
“That takes care of those three. Now, we need to sweep up the rest of the cell.”
“And what makes you think that I won’t just drag you in for questioning?”
“Because Hydra has to be stopped. Because I know this town better than you. Because although you’re good with a bow and arrow, you’re lousy at close combat. And because I poisoned your coffee and I know where the antidote is.”
Nick Fury had been right. Clint really was a trouble magnet. “Just so you know, I’d have agreed to take down hydra without the poison.”
“I call it insurance. Let’s go.”
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Avengers’ New Groove Masterpost.
oh it’s not the masterpost… not yET:
LOL BEST POST EVER
Reblogging again for the new notes
This fandom.
THIS. SO MUCH OF THIS. YES.
Reblogging because MeMum does not believe Tumblr does this all day.
There ya go, mum. There ya go.
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