Day 24 – Vanilla
"What the hell is he doing?" Bucky was on the couch watching Clint gyrate around the kitchen.
"I think that's dancing, maybe?" Steve asked as he took a handful of popcorn from the bowl on the table.
"What has the world come to if that's dancing, Stevie? What happened while we were gone?" Bucky shook his head, watching his boyfriend sliding around the kitchen, holding his breath every time Clint got close to a cabinet or a countertop.
Tony sauntered into the room, headed toward the kitchen, then stopped as he saw Clint prancing around. "Can someone tell me when Vanilla Ice showed up? I'm sure I never invited him."
"Who's Vanilla Ice?" Steve and Bucky said in unison.
"Apparently, Clint thinks he is," Natasha spoke up. "Look at the hairdo." The guys looked over at Clint, who'd come back from his latest mission with a mohawk that Tony titled a "fauxhawk."
"Friday? Cue up Ice, Ice, Baby."
"Can I say no?" The AI snarked back.
"Nope." The group swore they heard Friday sigh as the video appeared on the TV screen.
"I think I need a brain scrub after that," Steve said after the music video mercifully ended.
"Looks like I need to teach him what real music and dancing are." Bucky shot up from the couch, and murder strutted to the kitchen.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Clint stammered as Bucky tossed him over his shoulder.
"Giving you an education on music," Bucky said as he carried Clint down the hall.
"Maybe give him hairstyling tips, too!" Tony shouted.