Some birds can't fly...

Barbara Morse-Barton. Spy. Scientist. Still Alive. A cracksmash RP blog.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  More worried that you’ll get yourself into trouble because someone will think you and Arrow here are fair game since you know.. what kind of idiot goes running at 3am?

And that will end unfortunately for the idiot as we both know. *gives him another kiss*

I figure I can offer you some exercise that’s a little safer.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*tightens his arms around her waist*

If you want me to stay in, just say so, Birdie. *rubs his stubble over her neck, growling*

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*pulls his face closer against her and laughs* I want you to stay in. *lifts his chin* We can go for a run in the morning. If we've got any energy left. *winks*

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *smooches at his cheek, then ruffles his hair* You cannot replicate perfection. *yanks out a stray grey* Hey there, old man. *kisses his cheek* 

You don’t have to go for a run you know. I can send Arrow out and we can stay here.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Ow! Hey! *chuckles and rubs his head*

Are you that worried I’ll pass out? At three in the morning. With only the helhound to worry over me? *gives her rear a squeeze*

Or did you have something else on your mind, Birdie?

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

More worried that you'll get yourself into trouble because someone will think you and Arrow here are fair game since you know.. what kind of idiot goes running at 3am?

And that will end unfortunately for the idiot as we both know. *gives him another kiss*

I figure I can offer you some exercise that's a little safer.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *makes an O face* Ooh, do they have action figures? I want a Hawkeye action figure. 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*grins at her, snaking an arm around her waist*

You bet there is.

They never get my hair right though.

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*smooches at his cheek, then ruffles his hair* You cannot replicate perfection. *yanks out a stray grey* Hey there, old man. *kisses his cheek* 

You don't have to go for a run you know. I can send Arrow out and we can stay here.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *can’t stop herself from cracking up at that one* Oh, never. Ever. Of course.

*boops his nose* Well that’s probably illegal somewhere, isn’t it? Anyway, they’re creepy. Arrow doesn’t like them.

*eyes his beanie* Did you knit that? Why do you always have to plaster H on things? *smirks a little* I am concerned that you want to label yourself. 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*winks at her and snaps his teeth at her finger* 

No. Why? I bought it. *grins* Lots of people looking to get into the Hawkeye merchandizing business. 

*mutters something unintelligible about not knowing why and walks towards the kitchen*

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*makes an O face* Ooh, do they have action figures? I want a Hawkeye action figure. 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *grins at him then stands up, smooshing his cheeks a bit as she looks into his eyes* That’s my way of saying I’m worried you’ll pass out if you push it. Emotional walls and all that crap. *kisses him*

Also watch out for those guys who own the building. I’m pretty sure they’re dealing drugs or doing something illegal. We’ll find out what soon enough I bet.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*kisses her back*

I’ll be fine. Seriously. When have I ever done something I wasn’t ready for?

*pats his leg at Arrow and cants his head at Bobbi* I thought they were a inexplicably white do-wop group.

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*can't stop herself from cracking up at that one* Oh, never. Ever. Of course.

*boops his nose* Well that's probably illegal somewhere, isn't it? Anyway, they're creepy. Arrow doesn't like them.

*eyes his beanie* Did you knit that? Why do you always have to plaster H on things? *smirks a little* I am concerned that you want to label yourself. 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *smirks* No, you don’t come when I call. 

*watches the squaring off with some amusement* I honestly think he only sets things on fire by accident. He looks so guilty after too. *looks at Clint, then addresses the dog*

When he passes out you have my permission to drag him back by the foot, okay boy?

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*lets that comment go as he ties his shoe and looks for his H knit cap*

*looks between Bobbi and Arrow* 

Heeeeey!

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*grins at him then stands up, smooshing his cheeks a bit as she looks into his eyes* That's my way of saying I'm worried you'll pass out if you push it. Emotional walls and all that crap. *kisses him*

Also watch out for those guys who own the building. I'm pretty sure they're dealing drugs or doing something illegal. We'll find out what soon enough I bet.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *nicks his coffee* I named him Arrow because I missed you you ass, and I don’t think Clint is a good name for a dog because when you have to call it a lot it ends up being embarrassing for people.

He has a leash but he never runs faster than you do. *smooshes Arrow’s cheeks* Because he Wuuuuvvs you.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Yeah. Well I don’t come when you call either.

*gives her a little nudge and then squares off with the dog*

You won’t run off while we’re jogging? And no setting the other runners on fire? Unless they’re muggers. That’s fair game. But No. Killing.

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*smirks* No, you don't come when I call. 

*watches the squaring off with some amusement* I honestly think he only sets things on fire by accident. He looks so guilty after too. *looks at Clint, then addresses the dog*

When he passes out you have my permission to drag him back by the foot, okay boy?

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  Kidloki. You know, the new one. I don’t know it was a cute puppy and team Stark/Van Dyne have one too and it hasn’t bitten their heads off yet.

He kept one for himself that took down a few skrulls from what I heard at the embassy. Arrow’s just a sweetie though, he eats pizza, his poop smells like brimstone and you have to take a ceramic scooper out when he does his business otherwise it eats through them. Other than that? Normal dog. 

Your sneakers are probably in the closet dumbbell. 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Yeah. That kid’s not awful. Considering. *shrugs and looks in the closet and finds one sneaker* I thought that was a dream. The dog eating pizza.

*yanks on his sneaker and looks behind the chair, finding the other*

He’s not gonna grow another head or two is he? *looks at Arrow, who’s sitting pretty and looking at him like he is the best of dogs*

What kind of a name is Arrow, anyhow? That thing got a leash?

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*nicks his coffee* I named him Arrow because I missed you you ass, and I don't think Clint is a good name for a dog because when you have to call it a lot it ends up being embarrassing for people.

He has a leash but he never runs faster than you do. *smooshes Arrow's cheeks* Because he Wuuuuvvs you.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  Easy tiger… it’s like… three in the morning. *tilts her head at him as he starts getting ready* Not that that’s going to make any difference right? *sighs* 

And yeah, uh.. didn’t I mention that? Loki was handing them out for adoption. He caught me at a vulnerable moment. And those assholes who own the building are scared of him so I think it was a good investment personally. 

*Arrow whuffs approvingly and nudges Clint’s knee* He’s a good dog. Loves pizza.

Only burns things with fire breath every now and then.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Yeah. It’s a little early I guess. *looks under the bed* You seen my sneakers? The purple ones. *crawls under the bed, then hits his head when she starts talking again*

Loki? *shoots her a look, then one at the dog* You took a dog from that guy? It it waiting to kill me? Or maybe mind monkey around in my brain?

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

Kidloki. You know, the new one. I don't know it was a cute puppy and team Stark/Van Dyne have one too and it hasn't bitten their heads off yet.

He kept one for himself that took down a few skrulls from what I heard at the embassy. Arrow's just a sweetie though, he eats pizza, his poop smells like brimstone and you have to take a ceramic scooper out when he does his business otherwise it eats through them. Other than that? Normal dog. 

Your sneakers are probably in the closet dumbbell. 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *ruffles Arrow’s ears, then Clint’s hair* He comes running with me most days. You should come running too. Or take him on your own if you don’t like ex-wife running with you.

Kate’s taken him out a few times too. Oh and that nice red haired girl at the Tower. She looked after him while we… *she stops, then glances away*

Were out.

*looks at Arrow again, fondly* Gotta warn you though he’s got stamina. They make them pretty tough in Hel it seems.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*gets up, taking another sip of coffee*

Yeah. A run might be good. I think I’ll go for one now. *inhales the steam again because it’s soothing, then sets the mug down and starts digging through the dirty laundry for some jogging clothes — bicycle shorts and a big purple sweatshirt*

*gives her a -look-* Hel? As in a Helhound? *takes a moment to check out his rear in the mirror* 

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

Easy tiger... it's like... three in the morning. *tilts her head at him as he starts getting ready* Not that that's going to make any difference right? *sighs* 

And yeah, uh.. didn't I mention that? Loki was handing them out for adoption. He caught me at a vulnerable moment. And those assholes who own the building are scared of him so I think it was a good investment personally. 

*Arrow whuffs approvingly and nudges Clint's knee* He's a good dog. Loves pizza.

Only burns things with fire breath every now and then.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *she grins and shakes her head* Nah. *holds out the coffee* Here. I know it’ll just keep you awake but I figure you would have made yourself one anyway. It’s in a cup and everything.

Fancy. *winks* 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*sits up a little shakily, but playing it off*

A real cup too. *takes it, gripping it to stop the shaking, inhaling the steam*

Ex-wife coffee is the best coffee. *takes a careful sip, then decides to just hold it for a bit*

I don’t think I’m going back to sleep. *scratches the back of his head*

*watches the dog for a few moments* He needs to get out more. I mean look at the size of him. *frowns a little* Maybe we should take him out to the roof? Or the park?

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*ruffles Arrow's ears, then Clint's hair* He comes running with me most days. You should come running too. Or take him on your own if you don't like ex-wife running with you.

Kate's taken him out a few times too. Oh and that nice red haired girl at the Tower. She looked after him while we... *she stops, then glances away*

Were out.

*looks at Arrow again, fondly* Gotta warn you though he's got stamina. They make them pretty tough in Hel it seems.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *Bobbi woke up when the first of the screams started and went to the kitchen to make Clint a coffee* *she knows it’s not going to help much with the anxiety but her ma always gave her hot milk when she was upset and making that would make her feel stupid so she makes him coffee and maybe he’ll drink it but maybe he’ll just cup it until his hands warm up and he starts pretending to smile again.*

*she’s sitting in a chair near the bed when he falls, holding the cup in her hands and watching him, Arrow’s head on her knee* 

*Arrow doesn’t know why the other human screams sometimes, but he’s stopped being as worried about it as he was, and when Clint wakes up he pads over to him and noses him in the cheek*

Hey Sport. You’re gonna break a window someday with that pitch.

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*opens his eyes, startled, but manages to not swing and hit the dog*

*Arrow is a ridiculous name, but that’s the name of the dog that is nosing his cheek right now*

*looks up at Bobbi, pretending to be just fine, as much as he can be, because waking up to her is better than waking up to Skrulls and most days he’s sure she’s not a Skrull*

*he’s put a bit of weight back on so that’s nice*

*makes a passing impression of a smile*

Hey, Birdie. Did I wake you?

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*she grins and shakes her head* Nah. *holds out the coffee* Here. I know it'll just keep you awake but I figure you would have made yourself one anyway. It's in a cup and everything.

Fancy. *winks* 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

Happiness, More Or Less, It's Just a Change In Me

There’s not supposed to be Skrulls anymore. Yet, there they are. They’re streaming in from their ships, and the next thing Clint knows they’re fighting yet another battle for Manhattan.

And his quiver is empty.

Why anyone still lives in New York he’ll never know, but he runs, really fast, for the edge of the roof, to get a good start so he can vault to the next building and hopefully recover some arrows.

He doesn’t make it.

He falls, screaming. He knew this would happen one day, running with gods and superheroes. He’s just a guy with a stick and a string from the Paleolithic era. He looked it up.

As he careens towards the ground, he screams.

*Clint wakes up on the floor, on his stomach, screaming*

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*Bobbi woke up when the first of the screams started and went to the kitchen to make Clint a coffee* *she knows it's not going to help much with the anxiety but her ma always gave her hot milk when she was upset and making that would make her feel stupid so she makes him coffee and maybe he'll drink it but maybe he'll just cup it until his hands warm up and he starts pretending to smile again.*

*she's sitting in a chair near the bed when he falls, holding the cup in her hands and watching him, Arrow's head on her knee* 

*Arrow doesn't know why the other human screams sometimes, but he's stopped being as worried about it as he was, and when Clint wakes up he pads over to him and noses him in the cheek*

Hey Sport. You're gonna break a window someday with that pitch.

[comewithmeifyouwanttobeawesome]

Earth CS-2: Post-Not-Pancake-Planning

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*pokes her head around behind Clint’s* Collaborations eh? Y’all should let Kate do the directing on that because sometimes it gets complicated and she’s the one who knows how things need to end, if you get my drift. *winks*

*tilts her head forward* Oh hey, Sport, it’s the alien boy. I didn’t know he was back. *waggles her eyebrows*

[cracksmashkate-blog]

*covers her face with the pillow and swears a streak into it*

*throws it at Clint*

You know, some people understand things like privacy, knocking, or that a phone call or text might be more efficient.

*pulls the sheet around herself* Hey, Dr. Morse. *flops back and groans* Are we seriously all in my apartment?

[comewithmeifyouwanttobeawesome]

*Noh Varr sits up, seemingly the only one unconcerned* *nods politely to Bobbi and Clint* 

It is fortunate you did not come inside twenty minutes ago, Dr Morse, Hawkeye. We were a little more busy then. *grins*

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*rubs a hand over his face because Bobbi* 

Yeah. You young kids. If that’s how you’re doing the team planning now, I’m glad I’m out of the game. So, no offense, Noh-Varr. I’m glad I missed the show. I’m sure you were big top worthy.

If anyone has a backup now that Caplet is out, you know how to reach me.

[ourdadistwelve]

*stretches out on his side, facing the interrupting Bartons, one hand propping his head up and the other is somewhere under the sheet*

*smirks* That is unfortunate, friend Clint. I find our team planning to be most satisfactory.

And we do know how to reach you.

*arches an eyebrow* Unless, of course, you would like to join us for the rest of our brainstorming. *hand moves under the sheet*

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*slaps Clint across the back of his head, even though it was Nori who made the suggestion* Come on, kid, we don't sleep with under fifties, it's gross. Also you don't know any of the good stuff yet.

I've got schematics and things from my sources at SHIELD, I'll email them to you.

[comewithmeifyouwanttobeawesome]

Earth CS-2: Post-Not-Pancake-Planning

[ourdadistwelve]

*Is in the process of shifting on top of Noh-Varr and heading toward something more interesting when he hears the MOST UNWELCOMEsound of Clint’s voice and freezes.*

*Curses viciously in Aesir under his breath before glancing darkly at Clint*

Friend Clint, can this wait a moment? We are in the middle of some collaborations.

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*pokes her head around behind Clint's* Collaborations eh? Y'all should let Kate do the directing on that because sometimes it gets complicated and she's the one who knows how things need to end, if you get my drift. *winks*

*tilts her head forward* Oh hey, Sport, it's the alien boy. I didn't know he was back. *waggles her eyebrows*

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

Earth CS-2: TW: FUTURE BARTONS

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *loses it and laughs for a little while before tugging him towards her*

You. I like you.

Even when I fucking hate you. *punches his arm again, then leans forward and whispers in his ear*

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

You should speak into my good ear. Except I no longer have one, Birdie. *cups her bottom and hefts her up with a grunt because hey, he’s kinda old* I like how you think.

*kisses her neck and sighs into her hair* I can’t seem to stop loving you.

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*laughs delightedly, wrapping her legs around his hips* 'Course you can't. I'm fucking awesome. *grabs his head and kisses him thoroughly* 

Don't break a hip old man. You need your leverage. 

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

Earth CS-2: TW: FUTURE BARTONS

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

  *chuckles against his neck* You know me too well. At least you’re in an apartment now and we didn’t have to do this in the restroom at a cafe.

*pulls back and considers him for a minute* Reckon you could still pull that off? *the question is very much speculative* 

[arrowsoutyourass-blog]

*chuckles in a growl* 

If we shove the foot of my leg under the door, it not only locks people out, but I take up less room. *slides his hands down her back*

[cracksmashbobbi-blog]

*loses it and laughs for a little while before tugging him towards her*

You. I like you.

Even when I fucking hate you. *punches his arm again, then leans forward and whispers in his ear*