"You aren't going to vomit again, are you?" Natasha asked, adjusting her sunglasses. Clint had not had fun on the teacups. While Natasha had beaten her record and been congratulated by every cast member who saw, he had stumbled to the nearest restroom and promptly emptied his stomach. He vowed never to go near them again...at least, not with her.
"I'm fine." He mumbled, taking another long swig of water.
"Hold on." She veered away from him and disappeared into the crowd.
"Nat?" He glanced around for a minute, wondering where the hell she had gone. As quickly as she had vanished, she returned... with a pair of sequined mouse ears on her head, "Uh..."
"What?" She asked, completely unfazed, "I'm in Disneyworld. I am allowed to have fun." She held up a small bag, "Bought you a pair too."
"I am not putting those on." He laughed. She just looked at him, "Okay...okay..." He took the small Mouse ear cap out of the bag and secured them onto his head. Natasha strutted ahead, somehow looking just as beautiful and deadly with the ears atop her copper hair.
"Come on," She turned and faced him, "We're going on Haunted Mansion."
"We are?" Clint asked as they joined the queue.
"Of course." She suddenly grinned, "They have a hearse. That's brilliant." He smiled slightly, watching her excitedly go through the queue area, admiring the atmospheric props, and glanced at his watch.
"Oh! We better go on this and then head back." He looked back up, "It's quarter past twelve." She rolled her eyes.
"Fury won't mind if we don't show." She took his hand, "C'mon, after this we can go on one of your rides."
"Splash Mountain?" He grinned, "Alright, c'mon, let's go!"