Title: These Are a Few of My Favourite Things / Fandom: The Avengers
Genre/Type: 'Song Fic'/General Fluff / Characters/Pairings: Natasha/Clint
Series: None / Rating: G / Warnings/Spoilers: None / Setting: Pre-Post Avengers
A/N: I don't own The Avengers or any of the characters/pairings in this fic. This is my first attempt at 'Song Fic' and the song is 'My Favorite Things' from the movie 'Sound of Music'. Update: Each paragraph relate to certain parts of the song, I've just removed the lyric titles.
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Clint had laughed at her when she brought 'it' home. A poor, lost little kitten, Rose, all alone and afraid in the big, bad world. Natasha stroked its head as she dried the raindrops of its silken fur, a warm feeling settling around her as it purred…
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A warm kitchen, filled with life, laughter and love. A mother kissed her husband on the cheek enfolding her daughter into her soft embrace. She squealed and tried to pull away, but never wanting to let go. The woman laughed and rubbed her daughter's head, pushing her gently away and out the door into the slowly falling Russian snow…
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Stark Tower was quiet, too quiet. Natasha dropped her gym bag on the floor and went out and to the end of the hall. Looking left and right she saw nothing. She shrugged and went back inside. There. On the bed. A small box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Natasha smiled and she sat down on the bed and held the present in her lap. "Happy Birthday, Nat." Clint said, appearing from the bathroom. Natasha smiled. He never forgot…
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In a park in New York, Natasha sat cradling a take-away coffee in her gloved hands, blowing in a vain attempt to radiate some heat. Several people were in the Winter Wonderland. A young mother played with her son, an elderly couple smiled at her as they passed and two little girls ran around their parents, laughing. They ran ahead, their white dresses trailing behind them like halos. They stopped in front of Natasha's bench and smiled. Natasha smiled back…
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The snowflakes fell lazily down, landing on Natasha and the two girls. One in her coffee and one on her nose. The girls laughed and skipped away. Natasha smiled and watched them as they ran. Clint sat down next to her on the bench and laughed. She tried to frown but another flake landed on her nose to join its fallen brother. Clint put an arm around her and flicked it off….
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The ground was cold and hard. Natasha struggled to get deeper into her thread-bare coat that Yuri had begrudgingly given to her. But it was almost done now. She stopped outside a café, enthralled by the noises of laughter inside. She smiled slowly until a waiter shoed her away. She went, stopping to pick a newly formed flower before she went. The first signs of life…
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Shawarma he called it. Natasha didn't quite know what it was, or even if she liked it. She paused mid bite and looked around. Tony chewed halfheartedly, Bruce looked at it like it might suddenly rear up and attack him and Steve didn't even chew. Thor was the only person who was really eating, but then again… he ate anything. She glanced next to her. Clint chewed slowly, looking at the table. He glanced up at her and winked a soft smile on his lips. Natasha smiled and turned back to her Shawarma. She liked it…