12. Paris
Title: Avengers Adventures in Texting
Characters: All
Rating: PG-13-ish
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To: Tasha
From: Clint
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Clint: So I’m pretty sure Fury is going to want to talk to us about what happened in Paris…
Tasha: I’m not sure what you mean.
Clint: Come on, Tasha, don’t do that. You know what I’m talking about.
Tasha: Hmm…nope, not ringing any bells.
Clint: Well, for starters you killed our mole. The one we were supposed to bring back alive.
Tasha: I didn’t mean to kill him, I was just trying to subdue him.
Clint: You stabbed him in the throat with a fork.
Tasha: He startled me. He shouldn’t have been lurking around in that hallway anyway.
Clint: He’s a mole, he’s supposed to lurk. I think he’s a professional lurker by this point…er, he was. He probably majored in lurking in college.
Tasha: Still, he shouldn’t have snuck up on me. And if we’re pointing fingers, you’re not entirely innocent either.
Clint: Please, my guilt in this is about 10%
Tasha: You punched the Prime Minister’s wife.
Clint: Yeah but-
Tasha: In the face. And left her in the bathroom on the floor. I think you broke her nose.
Clint: She was coming on to me! She hounded me all night like a dog with a bone and followed me into the restroom trying to get a quickie out of the deal!
Tasha: The point is that neither of us were guilt-free on this mission. We both did things we shouldn’t have.
Clint: Fine…Fury’s still going to be pretty pissed though.
Tasha: Probably.
Clint: I think we should leave out the part about accidentally shooting the French Ambassador…
Tasha: He was wearing a vest already, it doesn’t count.
A/N: Hope you all liked it! :D