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I was awoken by sharp pokes to my side and my eyes flew open. My hands flew to my pocket and my knife was aimed in the direction of the pokes. Clint was standing their with two mugs of steaming coffee in his hands.
"Remind me not to do that again." He said, slipping down next to me as I shoved my knife back into the waistband of my sweatpants and brushed my hair back.
"I remind you each time and you still keep doing it." I said, grabbing a mug from him, crossing my legs and letting the steam of the coffee smother my face. Feeling his eyes on me, I snuck a sip. "Really?" I said, looking over at him. Looking completely not innocent, his eyes went to mine, the mug still on his lips. "Again with the almond milk?" I asked, placing the mug in between my legs. Clint looked over at me with a devilish smile and slowly took his mug away with a look of pure astonishment.
"Why my dearest Nat, I thought you loved almond milk." He said, smiling widely at me as I stood up.
"No. That's you silly." I said, walking over to the door, mug in hand and opened it. I closed it behind me and headed down the hallway, my bare feet padding against the solid carpet, trying to keep my injured foot off of the ground. A great eruption of laughter met me as I stepped into the kitchen along with Thor and Tony smiling and cooking something that smelled absolutely amazing. With my mouth watering, I made my way over to them and poured out the coffee into the sink.
"Good morning!" Thor erupted, with a slam of his own mug on the counter. Looking over my shoulder as I placed my mug next to the coffee pot.
"Good morning to you too." I said, smiling at the blonde mountain, receiving a large smile in return. "And you too Tony." Sneaking a glance over at the playboy, he smirked at me as I picked up the coffee pot and poured it into the mug.
"How'd your sleep with birdie go?" Tony asked, sipping out of his mug and raising his eyebrow.
"Lovely, thank you for asking." I said, as I heard him chuckle and place his mug down on the counter. Searching through the cabinet, I snagged the sugar and as I closed the door, I was greeted with the extremely close face of Tony. Taking a step back and resting on my back foot, I raised my hand up without realizing that it was the one holding the sugar. He raised an eyebrow as I made my way past him and poured some of the sugar into the coffee.
"Did he trick you with the milk of the almonds?" Thor asked, with a mouth full of food I might add. Picking up the sugar and placing it back into the cabinet, I turned around and leaned my back against the counter.
"He does it to you too?" I asked as Thor nodded. It seemed like everything he did was large and exaggerated.
"I do not like the milk of the almonds. The milk of the cow is much better." He said, nodding to himself, talking around a large bite of a pile of eggs. Ever since Clint went to a coffee shop in Russia that only served almond milk, he had been hooked. That was the only thing he drank in his coffee, or had in his eggs, or put in anything. He has been trying to make me like it for years but I had always found it disgusting. Crossing my legs, I sipped on my almond milk free coffee as Tony came and stood next to me.
"So you and birdie were getting snuggly this morning?" He said, as I snuck a glance at the clock and realized it was 12:46. Running a hand through my hair, I smiled at him.
"Only as snuggly as you and Bruce were." I smirked at him, remembering the very disselved Bruce sneaking his way into the living room as Clint stole me off of the patio. His face turned bright red and began stammering, although it was hard to hear over the roar of Thors loud chortling.
"I like this one! We must keep her!" Thor exclaimed, smiling down at me, towering over me even sitting in a chair. Looking into his coffee mug and frowning, he slammed it down once again, smashing it on impact. "Another!" Tony sprang into action, snatching up a rag and scooping up what he could of the shards.
"Thor. This is the third mug you've broken this week. My father is going to kill you." He said, simply and in short sentences, causing the sides of my mouth to lift up.
"Let me help." I said, grabbing a rag that was hanging off of the counter and hobbled my way to the other side of the counter. Leaning down and resting all my weight on one foot, I snatched up the rest of the shards from underneath the chair. Standing back up, I placed my other foot down gently and made my way slowly back.
"Tony! The red one is injured." Thor said and before I knew it, I was being kidnapped once again and thrown up in the air, and landing over Thor's shoulder.
"Damn it!" I said, throwing my hands up in frustration and hanging upside down, trying to keep my head as far away from Thor's ass as possible. Hearing footsteps and a cold hand on my foot, I used my other one to quickly jab the person in their neck. A sharp intake of air and a gasp of pain was my response.
"Geez." Tony muttered as he tried to grab my foot again and I let him, resisting my urge to kick him again. He unwrapped the bandage and inspected the wound. "It's not too bad, birdie did a good job." He said, rewrapping it. "We'll have to show Nick before you leave.
Thor gently set me down, I'm assuming on orders from Tony. "How'd you get that?" He asked, as I sat on the counter and grabbed my coffee mug safely between my hands.
"Birdie and Capsicle had a bit of a...conversation." I said, shrugging my shoulders as Tony leaned against the counter next to me.
"Does it have to do with the broken mug in the trash can I found this morning?" Tony asked, raising an eyebrow up and his lips pursing at me. Raising my hands up in defense, I felt a smile run across my lips. He sighed but a smile remained on his lips as he went over to the coffee pot and poured Thor another cup of coffee. "Geez, you're here only a day and you're already playing the let's how see how many mugs we can break before Tony's' father kills him. Thor's beating you by eight." He said, placing the full steaming mug down on the counter next to Thor and earning a large smile from Thor.
"I am quite good at the game of the smashing of the drinking containers." Thor said, going to smash the mug in his hand, then realizing it his held his beloved coffee and holding it protectively. I smiled as I heard a door swing open and Cap-, Steve, stepped in from the porch. Glancing up at him, he lowered his eyes away and headed to the cabinet. We stood in awkward silence as another door was opened and soon enough Clint was making his way to join us. Sitting up on the counter seats with Thor, he nodded to me. The air thickened as Clint glanced at Steve and their eyes caught one anothers.
Clearing his throat, we all snapped to look at Tony. "Who wants waffles?"