Between the eyepatch and the big black coat and the boots, Nick Fury is infinitely more intimidating than Bruce is, so Phil is promptly half hiding behind Bruce (who, after all, knows Captain America) as Nick sizes him up.
The Director's beleaguered, "You have got to be kidding me," garners no response from the kid.
Bruce can sense the Director was scaring Phil. Not that he blamed him, Fury was pretty scary, even to Bruce. But he feels the need to speak up. "Hey...he's a little freaked out so...y'know, be nice."
...that sounded so much more intimidating in his head. But he doesn't move from between Fury and Coulson, sticking to his guns. "Maybe we could get him some clothes that fit?"
Fury promptly directs a junior agent to do just that. He keeps his tone remarkably modulated and it at least induces Phil to poke his head out curiously.
Bruce breathes an internal sigh of relief. Despite his own 'condition', Fury is not one of the people he wants to cross, even in a small way. He leads Coulson over to a table and sits him in one of the chairs. "Ok...I think Cap sits in this one actually." Trying anything to distract him from the big scary room full of people he doesn't remember.
"Really? This chair?" He promptly sits up straight and crosses his legs at the ankle. He does not want to slouch in Captain America's chair, after all.
"Yup, this chair." At least, at the last meeting, he did. They hadn't really been assigned chairs...and Thor liked to stand anyway.
They finally bring in some smaller clothes, a t-shirt and pants, nothing fancy. Bruce fleetingly smiles, thinking what younger Coulson might look like in a suit that actually fit at this age. "Ok, here. There's a bathroom over there," Bruce hands the clothes to him, hoping at seven he can dress himself.
Fury, on the other hand, is thinking ahead, and comes over to pull a gun out of it's oversized holster, handing it to the junior agent. He kneels down and pulls up the pant leg and takes a knife out of another holder on Coulson's leg. "Oh..." Bruce says aloud. He probably should have thought about that earlier.
He looks a bit shocked at the weapons that he'd apparently had on him the entire time. He just figured grown-up clothes were heavy.
Nevertheless, he takes the clothes that are more his size. "Thank you." He climbs out of the chair and heads to the bathroom to change. It doesn't take too long before he emerges again in much better fitting clothes.
Great, he didn't want to worry Phil...the kid. He puts on a smile, trying to look sincere. "Nothing, it's fine. I guess we get to hang out together." Though he doesn't know what they should do exactly.
"Uhm...this is sort of a...secret agent place." Bruce really felt like he was going to be the worst babysitter ever. "Which we probably should go somewhere else. Are you hungry?" At least he could feed him.
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The Director's beleaguered, "You have got to be kidding me," garners no response from the kid.
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...that sounded so much more intimidating in his head. But he doesn't move from between Fury and Coulson, sticking to his guns. "Maybe we could get him some clothes that fit?"
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They finally bring in some smaller clothes, a t-shirt and pants, nothing fancy. Bruce fleetingly smiles, thinking what younger Coulson might look like in a suit that actually fit at this age. "Ok, here. There's a bathroom over there," Bruce hands the clothes to him, hoping at seven he can dress himself.
Fury, on the other hand, is thinking ahead, and comes over to pull a gun out of it's oversized holster, handing it to the junior agent. He kneels down and pulls up the pant leg and takes a knife out of another holder on Coulson's leg. "Oh..." Bruce says aloud. He probably should have thought about that earlier.
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Nevertheless, he takes the clothes that are more his size. "Thank you." He climbs out of the chair and heads to the bathroom to change. It doesn't take too long before he emerges again in much better fitting clothes.
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"Doing what?" Bruce gets a silent look in return. "Right...classified, I get it."
He gives Phil a half smile, glad that he looks a little more comfortable in those clothes. "Better?"
"I'm going to put him in your custody for now," Fury is still talking to Bruce.
"What??" Bruce wasn't sure he was the best babysitter in the world. "No, wait, this is me we're talking about. I don't even trust me."
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And Fury looks far too amused as he gives his own answer. "Looks like he's gotten attached."
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"You intend on transforming in the near future?"
"Well, no but..."
"Then it's settled." And Fury walks away, hands behind his back as if he wasn't going to take no for an answer. Leaving Bruce just standing.
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