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[violet_arrows]

Clint Barton awoke with his arm around a beautiful woman, he smiled knowing it was Becca sleeping peacefully in his arms. He very carefully left the bed, trying not to wake her up and changed into a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt. Figured he might as well go get some target practice. He went outside, setting up a few targets and put a few trick

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[edwin_jarvis]

"An excellent shot, if I may say," Jarvis says, approaching. "It is difficult to hit such a precise shot, away from the center of the bullseye. As usual, sir, you impress."

[becca_townsend]

Giving a slight stretch, Becca's eyes open as she turns. Her arms slings over to the other side only to see the bed empty beside her. She sits up and runs a hand through her hair as she yawns. Now where did he go? Slipping on some clothes, Becca pulls up her hair and walks into the bathroom to freshen up before going downstairs in search of Clint.

Once she makes it down, Clint is nowhere to be seen until Becca looks out the window to see him outside with his bow and arrow. She squints a bit to see a man outside with him. She walks out and right behind him with her arms crossed and a smile on her face.

"Didn't you know you aren't suppose to leave your woman in bed without telling her where you are going?"

[violet_arrows]

Clint smiles becca's way.

"Well you were fast asleep, dreaming of me I'm sure. I wouldn't want to interrupt that. We have a guest by the way, come on down when your ready."

He puts his foot against the side of the target and pulls the arrow out. He walks over to Jarvis and puts a hand on his shoulder the other shaking his hand firmly.

"This has to be the first time I've ever seen you away from the mansion Jar and you know how much I hate being called sir. Even when you add my codename in there. How's everything?"

[edwin_jarvis]

"I cannot complain, Mr. Barton," Jarvis replies, "though I would prefer it if you did not call me by a jam-container." He holds out a handled bag. "I have brought Christmas gifts for you from the Avengers."

[edwin_jarvis]

"They have. However, might I request that your next prank against Mr. Stark not involve quite the same volume of whipped cream as last time?"

[becca_townsend]

Sitting back in her chair, Becca crosses her arms.

"Whipped cream?"

[violet_arrows]

Clint laughs pretty hard.

"I told Vision shaving cream....he got it mixed up. It's not my fault. Still funny. Though I liked accidently reverses the polarity of the magnet that Hank and Tony were playing with, how long was he up there for?"

He starts to laugh a little bit more.

"I wonder if anyone has heard anything from Quasar lately, I need him to tell Firefox that he still owes me money from that last poker game."

[edwin_jarvis]

"I believe Mr. Quasar is still gallivanting about the universe. I have not seen him in far too long." He puts the second pancake down on a plate, and hands the small stack to Becca. "Ms. Townsend, ladies first..."

There's a small selection of syrups and other toppings for the pancakes set off to the side.