Caw Caw, Motherfucker

(M!A Bird wings)

[arsonistblue]

you've been hit by

you've been struck by

a roman senator ₍ₓ₂₃₎

[clintbarton-suggestions]

MY BOY!

MY GIRL! I've missed you like crazy. I love you so much. More than life itself.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*pepper's kisses on his face* I missed you!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I missed you, too, babe! *wraps her up in his arms*

[romanoff-suggestions]

*sighs heavily* How was the mission?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Quite the trip, might I say... i only almost died five times. That's four less than usual! I take that as a complete win!

[romanoff-suggestions]

Clint...get some rest.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Uh, well, i haven't slept in about two weeks, so maybe?

[romanoff-suggestions]

Come on...we can snuggle.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Mkay... I just want you close, and then maybe i can sleep.

*takes her hand in his, sleepily walking along*

[romanoff-suggestions]

Lead me to the bedroom my love!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*walks to the bedroom, wraps her up in his arms, lays her in the bed, without letting go and climbs in beside her*

I missed you. I just wanted this the whole time i was gone.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*smirks* What would you say if I said I've been dreaming for this moment?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I'd say, Can we dream about it again?

*kisses the tip of her nose*

[clintbarton-suggestions]

MY BOY!

MY GIRL! I've missed you like crazy. I love you so much. More than life itself.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*pepper's kisses on his face* I missed you!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I missed you, too, babe! *wraps her up in his arms*

[romanoff-suggestions]

*sighs heavily* How was the mission?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Quite the trip, might I say... i only almost died five times. That's four less than usual! I take that as a complete win!

[romanoff-suggestions]

Clint...get some rest.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Uh, well, i haven't slept in about two weeks, so maybe?

[romanoff-suggestions]

Come on...we can snuggle.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Mkay... I just want you close, and then maybe i can sleep.

*takes her hand in his, sleepily walking along*

[romanoff-suggestions]

Lead me to the bedroom my love!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*walks to the bedroom, wraps her up in his arms, lays her in the bed, without letting go and climbs in beside her*

I missed you. I just wanted this the whole time i was gone.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

MY BOY!

MY GIRL! I've missed you like crazy. I love you so much. More than life itself.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*pepper's kisses on his face* I missed you!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I missed you, too, babe! *wraps her up in his arms*

[romanoff-suggestions]

*sighs heavily* How was the mission?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Quite the trip, might I say... i only almost died five times. That's four less than usual! I take that as a complete win!

[romanoff-suggestions]

Clint...get some rest.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Uh, well, i haven't slept in about two weeks, so maybe?

[romanoff-suggestions]

Come on...we can snuggle.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Mkay... I just want you close, and then maybe i can sleep.

*takes her hand in his, sleepily walking along*

[clintbarton-suggestions]

MY BOY!

MY GIRL! I've missed you like crazy. I love you so much. More than life itself.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*pepper's kisses on his face* I missed you!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I missed you, too, babe! *wraps her up in his arms*

[romanoff-suggestions]

*sighs heavily* How was the mission?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Quite the trip, might I say... i only almost died five times. That's four less than usual! I take that as a complete win!

[romanoff-suggestions]

Clint...get some rest.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Uh, well, i haven't slept in about two weeks, so maybe?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

MY BOY!

MY GIRL! I've missed you like crazy. I love you so much. More than life itself.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*pepper's kisses on his face* I missed you!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I missed you, too, babe! *wraps her up in his arms*

[romanoff-suggestions]

*sighs heavily* How was the mission?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Quite the trip, might I say... i only almost died five times. That's four less than usual! I take that as a complete win!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

MY BOY!

MY GIRL! I've missed you like crazy. I love you so much. More than life itself.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*pepper's kisses on his face* I missed you!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I missed you, too, babe! *wraps her up in his arms*

[clintbarton-suggestions]

MY BOY!

MY GIRL! I've missed you like crazy. I love you so much. More than life itself.

[allofthefeelings]

guys guys guys

n a t v e m b e r

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Uh, duh. More like Nat-All-The-Time

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Uh, im alive now? I missed you guysssss

-mod

-quarantine

-please send help

@romanoff-suggestions

[felicahardy-suggests]

*knocks on @clintbarton-suggestions 's window*

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*Opens the window*

If you're gonna kill me, please do it quickly. I've taken four doses of Nyquil and my body feels like someone ran me over. I'm ready to go. It's my time.

[felicahardy-suggests]

That's a no go, Hawkguy. I know Romanoff, she's cool. I'm not gonna.

*crawls in, points to the empty bed beside him* I know Romanoff is gone so she cant yell at you for being irresponsible. I gotta question.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Damn. I was really ready. And went on a mission, got hit by a truck, laid there, got up after about 15 minutes, finished the job, had to go somewhere else, got beaten about four times, then finally came home after being home for two or three months, can't remember, wanted to sleep, took some Nyquil about four times cause it wouldn't work, and here we are.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Is your wife aware of your condition? Are you in any state to take care of your infant kids?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't been home for very long. She's been gone since before I got home, and I think someone is babysitting them last I heard. I'm picking them up tomorrow. I can't think straight.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Then nevermind my question. I'll not bug you. Romanoff left a note on the fridge, just so ya know. Explains where she is.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't read it yet. No she isn't aware of my condition cause she'd rush home and I don't want that.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Good. *nods*

She was complaining to me about a mission in DC. You werent back, so she's partnered with another guy. Brock???? Rum-something or other? Ring a bell?

I realize I havent introduced myself. I'm Felicia, I've been house sitting.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

... Rumlow. I hate him. He knows I won't heasitate to kill him of he even looks at her in a way I don't like. Which, for him, is every way he looks at her.

Well, I'm the resident bird in the house, also known as the human punching bag for all the baddies out there.

*holds his hand out to shake hers*

[felicahardy-suggests]

Wow, that's intense. He must be shitty.

Normally a college student, but at night I'm some form of a vigilante.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I don't like him at all...

And ooooh, funsies. We love a good vigilante around here.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*nods* How come?

Yeah. I used to have like a thing with your nephew Peter. It was a while back.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Old stuff. He just sets me off. I can't really explain and currently can't remember why I don't like him.

Oh? OOOOOOHHHH, I know now. I never had the pleasure of meeting you, but did have some info from Peter. That boy is gonna drive me crazy.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Hm...I see. Romanoff was telling me about her feelings on him, I definitely got an ear full. One person she hates with a passion, so I've heard.

*giggles* Yeah, hes a sweet kid. He really looks up to you and his dad.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Very much so.

And I love him to death.

[felicahardy-suggests]

She said, if I remember correctly, "If I could, I'd scoop out his eyeballs with spoons and twist his balls one by one, but it probably wouldnt hurt seeing how f****** small they are".

He says you're really cool.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*smiles* That's my girl. She should try it anyway. Small Dicklow needs at least one good asswhooping by someone.

We go out for waffles. We have weekly waffle trips for the kids and Uncle Clint. You should join sometime. All my nieces and nephews are quite fun.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*laughs* Oh....after Natasha told me that, I did some, ahem, Felicia buisness. *nods* Definitely has a small dick...and as far as he knows, I'm pregnant. *winks*

Now that sounds like a great time. I'd love to come!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Oh hell yes. You, my new friend, are officially my favorite person.

Yeah, we have lots of fun. It started out with like two of is and now we have to take a whole van to take all the kids. Fixing to just put in for a school bus.

[felicahardy-suggests]

I also have his driver's license. We're gonna wait for him to realize that one.

*laughs* Oh yes. That would be a great idea. You can decorate it!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*laughs loudly* Oh, I really just want to get him pulled over now. I have some pull at the local police department. May just have to do that.

Oooooh, best art project ever.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Clint I'm home!!

AaAAaAAaH I MIsSeD YoU.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*chuckles and opens up her arms* Hello my love.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*runs and picks her up, spinning around and kissing her cheeks lips forehead, anywhere and everywhere he can get to*

I have literally been hit by a truck to get back home to you.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*gasps* Watch the back, please. Got bent over a desk and did not feel good.

*gasps, but this time it sounds a tad more angry* Clinton Francis Barton! What are you doing out of bed?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Babe! You did what!? Why aren't you in bed!?

And greeting you, of course. I've had worse. As long as no one else filled you in on the rest, we're good.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*shrugs* Gotta take care of the kids.

I have a missed call from Felicia, but I'll just call her back later. I really, really, really need sleep. Rumlow has never talked my ear off about how he could make me forget about you more than this week. Jesus Christ.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Babe. I got this. You do need sleep.

And she's pretty cool.

I'll kill him, Nat. I'll rip his head off with my bare hands.

[romanoff-suggestions]

Honey, so do you.

Yeah, but she can be a little intense. She has a unique way of doing things.

Not if I beat you to it. I tallied the times he grabbed my ass, 12. 12 in a week. This man has something wrong with him.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I'm okay. If the four doses of Nyquil haven't taken me out yet, nothing will.

Still love her. Especially after what she toldme about micro-dicklow.

Oh, he's going to disappear for a very very long time.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*knocks on @clintbarton-suggestions 's window*

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*Opens the window*

If you're gonna kill me, please do it quickly. I've taken four doses of Nyquil and my body feels like someone ran me over. I'm ready to go. It's my time.

[felicahardy-suggests]

That's a no go, Hawkguy. I know Romanoff, she's cool. I'm not gonna.

*crawls in, points to the empty bed beside him* I know Romanoff is gone so she cant yell at you for being irresponsible. I gotta question.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Damn. I was really ready. And went on a mission, got hit by a truck, laid there, got up after about 15 minutes, finished the job, had to go somewhere else, got beaten about four times, then finally came home after being home for two or three months, can't remember, wanted to sleep, took some Nyquil about four times cause it wouldn't work, and here we are.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Is your wife aware of your condition? Are you in any state to take care of your infant kids?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't been home for very long. She's been gone since before I got home, and I think someone is babysitting them last I heard. I'm picking them up tomorrow. I can't think straight.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Then nevermind my question. I'll not bug you. Romanoff left a note on the fridge, just so ya know. Explains where she is.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't read it yet. No she isn't aware of my condition cause she'd rush home and I don't want that.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Good. *nods*

She was complaining to me about a mission in DC. You werent back, so she's partnered with another guy. Brock???? Rum-something or other? Ring a bell?

I realize I havent introduced myself. I'm Felicia, I've been house sitting.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

... Rumlow. I hate him. He knows I won't heasitate to kill him of he even looks at her in a way I don't like. Which, for him, is every way he looks at her.

Well, I'm the resident bird in the house, also known as the human punching bag for all the baddies out there.

*holds his hand out to shake hers*

[felicahardy-suggests]

Wow, that's intense. He must be shitty.

Normally a college student, but at night I'm some form of a vigilante.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I don't like him at all...

And ooooh, funsies. We love a good vigilante around here.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*nods* How come?

Yeah. I used to have like a thing with your nephew Peter. It was a while back.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Old stuff. He just sets me off. I can't really explain and currently can't remember why I don't like him.

Oh? OOOOOOHHHH, I know now. I never had the pleasure of meeting you, but did have some info from Peter. That boy is gonna drive me crazy.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Hm...I see. Romanoff was telling me about her feelings on him, I definitely got an ear full. One person she hates with a passion, so I've heard.

*giggles* Yeah, hes a sweet kid. He really looks up to you and his dad.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Very much so.

And I love him to death.

[felicahardy-suggests]

She said, if I remember correctly, "If I could, I'd scoop out his eyeballs with spoons and twist his balls one by one, but it probably wouldnt hurt seeing how f****** small they are".

He says you're really cool.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*smiles* That's my girl. She should try it anyway. Small Dicklow needs at least one good asswhooping by someone.

We go out for waffles. We have weekly waffle trips for the kids and Uncle Clint. You should join sometime. All my nieces and nephews are quite fun.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*laughs* Oh....after Natasha told me that, I did some, ahem, Felicia buisness. *nods* Definitely has a small dick...and as far as he knows, I'm pregnant. *winks*

Now that sounds like a great time. I'd love to come!

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Oh hell yes. You, my new friend, are officially my favorite person.

Yeah, we have lots of fun. It started out with like two of is and now we have to take a whole van to take all the kids. Fixing to just put in for a school bus.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Clint I'm home!!

AaAAaAAaH I MIsSeD YoU.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*chuckles and opens up her arms* Hello my love.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*runs and picks her up, spinning around and kissing her cheeks lips forehead, anywhere and everywhere he can get to*

I have literally been hit by a truck to get back home to you.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*gasps* Watch the back, please. Got bent over a desk and did not feel good.

*gasps, but this time it sounds a tad more angry* Clinton Francis Barton! What are you doing out of bed?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Babe! You did what!? Why aren't you in bed!?

And greeting you, of course. I've had worse. As long as no one else filled you in on the rest, we're good.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*shrugs* Gotta take care of the kids.

I have a missed call from Felicia, but I'll just call her back later. I really, really, really need sleep. Rumlow has never talked my ear off about how he could make me forget about you more than this week. Jesus Christ.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Babe. I got this. You do need sleep.

And she's pretty cool.

I'll kill him, Nat. I'll rip his head off with my bare hands.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*knocks on @clintbarton-suggestions 's window*

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*Opens the window*

If you're gonna kill me, please do it quickly. I've taken four doses of Nyquil and my body feels like someone ran me over. I'm ready to go. It's my time.

[felicahardy-suggests]

That's a no go, Hawkguy. I know Romanoff, she's cool. I'm not gonna.

*crawls in, points to the empty bed beside him* I know Romanoff is gone so she cant yell at you for being irresponsible. I gotta question.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Damn. I was really ready. And went on a mission, got hit by a truck, laid there, got up after about 15 minutes, finished the job, had to go somewhere else, got beaten about four times, then finally came home after being home for two or three months, can't remember, wanted to sleep, took some Nyquil about four times cause it wouldn't work, and here we are.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Is your wife aware of your condition? Are you in any state to take care of your infant kids?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't been home for very long. She's been gone since before I got home, and I think someone is babysitting them last I heard. I'm picking them up tomorrow. I can't think straight.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Then nevermind my question. I'll not bug you. Romanoff left a note on the fridge, just so ya know. Explains where she is.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't read it yet. No she isn't aware of my condition cause she'd rush home and I don't want that.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Good. *nods*

She was complaining to me about a mission in DC. You werent back, so she's partnered with another guy. Brock???? Rum-something or other? Ring a bell?

I realize I havent introduced myself. I'm Felicia, I've been house sitting.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

... Rumlow. I hate him. He knows I won't heasitate to kill him of he even looks at her in a way I don't like. Which, for him, is every way he looks at her.

Well, I'm the resident bird in the house, also known as the human punching bag for all the baddies out there.

*holds his hand out to shake hers*

[felicahardy-suggests]

Wow, that's intense. He must be shitty.

Normally a college student, but at night I'm some form of a vigilante.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I don't like him at all...

And ooooh, funsies. We love a good vigilante around here.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*nods* How come?

Yeah. I used to have like a thing with your nephew Peter. It was a while back.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Old stuff. He just sets me off. I can't really explain and currently can't remember why I don't like him.

Oh? OOOOOOHHHH, I know now. I never had the pleasure of meeting you, but did have some info from Peter. That boy is gonna drive me crazy.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Hm...I see. Romanoff was telling me about her feelings on him, I definitely got an ear full. One person she hates with a passion, so I've heard.

*giggles* Yeah, hes a sweet kid. He really looks up to you and his dad.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Very much so.

And I love him to death.

[felicahardy-suggests]

She said, if I remember correctly, "If I could, I'd scoop out his eyeballs with spoons and twist his balls one by one, but it probably wouldnt hurt seeing how f****** small they are".

He says you're really cool.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*smiles* That's my girl. She should try it anyway. Small Dicklow needs at least one good asswhooping by someone.

We go out for waffles. We have weekly waffle trips for the kids and Uncle Clint. You should join sometime. All my nieces and nephews are quite fun.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Clint I'm home!!

AaAAaAAaH I MIsSeD YoU.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*chuckles and opens up her arms* Hello my love.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*runs and picks her up, spinning around and kissing her cheeks lips forehead, anywhere and everywhere he can get to*

I have literally been hit by a truck to get back home to you.

[romanoff-suggestions]

*gasps* Watch the back, please. Got bent over a desk and did not feel good.

*gasps, but this time it sounds a tad more angry* Clinton Francis Barton! What are you doing out of bed?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Babe! You did what!? Why aren't you in bed!?

And greeting you, of course. I've had worse. As long as no one else filled you in on the rest, we're good.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*knocks on @clintbarton-suggestions 's window*

[clintbarton-suggestions]

*Opens the window*

If you're gonna kill me, please do it quickly. I've taken four doses of Nyquil and my body feels like someone ran me over. I'm ready to go. It's my time.

[felicahardy-suggests]

That's a no go, Hawkguy. I know Romanoff, she's cool. I'm not gonna.

*crawls in, points to the empty bed beside him* I know Romanoff is gone so she cant yell at you for being irresponsible. I gotta question.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Damn. I was really ready. And went on a mission, got hit by a truck, laid there, got up after about 15 minutes, finished the job, had to go somewhere else, got beaten about four times, then finally came home after being home for two or three months, can't remember, wanted to sleep, took some Nyquil about four times cause it wouldn't work, and here we are.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Is your wife aware of your condition? Are you in any state to take care of your infant kids?

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't been home for very long. She's been gone since before I got home, and I think someone is babysitting them last I heard. I'm picking them up tomorrow. I can't think straight.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Then nevermind my question. I'll not bug you. Romanoff left a note on the fridge, just so ya know. Explains where she is.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I haven't read it yet. No she isn't aware of my condition cause she'd rush home and I don't want that.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Good. *nods*

She was complaining to me about a mission in DC. You werent back, so she's partnered with another guy. Brock???? Rum-something or other? Ring a bell?

I realize I havent introduced myself. I'm Felicia, I've been house sitting.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

... Rumlow. I hate him. He knows I won't heasitate to kill him of he even looks at her in a way I don't like. Which, for him, is every way he looks at her.

Well, I'm the resident bird in the house, also known as the human punching bag for all the baddies out there.

*holds his hand out to shake hers*

[felicahardy-suggests]

Wow, that's intense. He must be shitty.

Normally a college student, but at night I'm some form of a vigilante.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

I don't like him at all...

And ooooh, funsies. We love a good vigilante around here.

[felicahardy-suggests]

*nods* How come?

Yeah. I used to have like a thing with your nephew Peter. It was a while back.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Old stuff. He just sets me off. I can't really explain and currently can't remember why I don't like him.

Oh? OOOOOOHHHH, I know now. I never had the pleasure of meeting you, but did have some info from Peter. That boy is gonna drive me crazy.

[felicahardy-suggests]

Hm...I see. Romanoff was telling me about her feelings on him, I definitely got an ear full. One person she hates with a passion, so I've heard.

*giggles* Yeah, hes a sweet kid. He really looks up to you and his dad.

[clintbarton-suggestions]

Very much so.

And I love him to death.