Hello! In this story, I delve more into one of my favorite pairings, Clint & Bobbi. GOT IT? This is HAWKEYE & MOCKINGBIRD! You, the Clintasha shipper just waiting to harp on my story, bug off.

Disclaimer: All characters used here belong to Marvel, which belongs to-

Hawkeye: The devil company. I'm still reeling after what they did to me in that movie.

Percy Jackson: Hey, you had it easy. Did you see what happened to me?!

Author: You're not even in this movie. GET OUT!

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Hawkeye walked into Avengers Mansion.

"So," he said to himself, "so far today I've saved the city from Electro-amateur-I've ticked off Fury, and I've escaped Tony's boring conference about 'proper handling of our technology.' Hmmm...I suppose now would be a good time..."

He searched the mansion until he ran into Jan.

"Hey, Wasp," he said, "Do you know where Morse is?"

"That depends," smirked Wasp, with a knowing smile, "Why do ya want to know?"

The archer turned red. "I'm just curious."

The size-shifter giggled. "I think she's at the pool."

"Thanks."

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When Clint came to the Avengers Mansion's pool, he immediately saw Bobbi Morse, AKA Mockingbird, in a beach chair nearby.

"Hey, Bobbi," Clint said. "What, uh...what are ya doing?"

"Hey there, Hawkeye," she replied. "I'm just taking this chance to relax. S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't exactly give a lot of time off."

"Oh, right. Bucha stiffs."

The girl laughed. "Pretty much." She stood up. "Now, did you want to say something?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah...I...uhhhh..." Clint tried to form words, but...he was a little distracted.

Bobbi was wearing only a white bikini and a pair of sunglasses.

Geez, and I thought she looked good in the costume, the archer thought to himself. Come on, Clint, you're an Avenger, and you're having so much trouble with some girl in a swimsuit!

"Well, you see...I..."

The former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent tapped her foot impatiently. "You gonna get there anytime this year, sport?"

"Bobbiwouldyoupleasegooutonadatewithme?"

"Come again?"

"Would you please go out with me, you know, on a date."

Bobbi stood there for a moment, gawking, her mouth parted in a surprised 'oh' shape.

She stood there for one second, two seconds, three...

"Oh...wow," she said, finally. "Um, sure. Why not? It could be fun. Where were you thinking of going?"

Hawkeye took a moment to register that, and then face palmed.

"I am such an idiot," he muttered.

Bobbi laughed. "It's okay. We'll figure something out."

The end.

Anyone think I should write a few more chapters? If so, please say so in the comments.