Sorry this one is so short, I haven't had a lot of time to write. It's almost time for Infinity War! Thanks for reading!
"DRIVE!" Steve screamed as one of the SUVs nearly rammed their small car. "GET US OUT OF HERE, CLINT!"
"I'm trying!" Clint exclaimed, his resolve starting to crack as yet another SUV came out of nowhere and hit the trunk, denting the car a little bit.
"How do they even know we are in here?" Steve asked, turning in his seat.
"This is Tony's favourite car!"
"Clint, hurry!" Steve said, panicked. Clint didn't answer, he just pressed his foot to the gas pedal, the car zooming off through the chaos of Times Square. Steve fumbled for his cell phone, trying to turn it on while Clint drove like a madman through the wild streets and traffic.
"What are you doing?" Clint asked Steve.
"Calling Tony!" Steve finally got his phone on and dialed Tony's number. The call went immediately to voicemail. "Dammit. Calls are blocked."
"Typical. We can shop without help." Clint's nonchalant attitude made a return. Steve muttered a little and sat back into his seat. After five minutes of random turns, the SUVs disappeared.
"What the hell?" Steve looked in the mirror and watched the SUVs turn away. "They're gone!"
"Okay weird… Let's go to the store then…" Clint muttered. He pulled into the giant Costco parking lot and they got out of the car cautiously. They speed walked into Costco together, and once they were inside, Clint realized the worst thing possible. "I forgot the grocery list." He said matter-of-factly.
"We are not going back, Clint," Steve told him firmly.
"Oh, I wasn't planning on it. I'll just guess. It shouldn't be all that hard." Clint couldn't have been more wrong.