NOTE: Read the first chapter first, this is like a sequel to that.
Inspiration for this chapter goes to Avenger Gurl. Send in your suggestions and I'll use them. Promise! :)
(When I wrote this, I imagined Natasha speaking in a really, "I'm very angry at you, but I'm smiling while you receive threats" kind of voice. Like, smiling, eyes angry, sarcastic…) Enjoy.
Stark,
You might want to think twice about sending a letter to S.H.I.E.L.D expressing how much Clint and I fit into the Avengers. All letters and objects sent to S.H.I.E.L.D are checked for explosives, poisons and things that shouldn't be there. Unfortunately for you, the agent that tested your letter informed me of its contents, and, well… I'm not happy. In fact, I'm pissed. You think Clint and the outcasts of the team? I dare you, try and jump off an extremely tall building, turning, mid-air, shooting an arrow at the ledge you jumped off, and survive. Go on. I'd love to see the failed attempts. Also, have you ever tried manipulating a god? Tricking him into telling you his plan? I thought so. So, next time, think twice. If I hear anything else about Clint and myself, I swear I am going to rip out your tongue and feed it to you. Then I'll post the video on YouTube.
Love,
Natasha
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