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"I was thinking of kissing you in front of everyone."

Clint grinned, and mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Why tell when I can just show them with some grand romantic gesture?"

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"The princess yelled at the princess for daring to harm a bird marked as protected by the crown, which the prince objected to, since he knew his parents had made no such law."

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Merlin read the letter one more time, just to be sure, then crumpled it in his hand and threw it on the fire.

"It's time," he seethed through his teeth, "she needs to go. Clint! CLINT! Where are you, boy?"

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" Except maybe to my fist."

"It's called ball cupping - why are you laughing?"

"Because it's called ball cupping."

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" Except maybe to my fist."

"It's called ball cupping - why are you laughing?"

"Because it's called ball cupping."

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Clint smirked.

"Now, yeah. I remember it wasn't always that way."

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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Clint shrugged.

"I'll deal with it if it happens, but sexism works in my favor on this."

He yawned.

"A very long flight, if Kate and Yelena do decide to come back with us."

Natasha woke with a large gasp, sitting up. It felt like the wind was knocked out of her. Struggling to stand, she resorted to just hitting the button on her suit, being sent back to the Avenger compound. She crawled off the platform and stood up slowly, her breath finally coming back. It was empty in the room and deathly quiet. Leaning against a column, she yelled out to FRIDAY. "Call Clint Barton." There was a response that the call declined. "Of course."

Natasha made her way slowly through the building and found her room. It was strangely packed up and dusty. Thinking that was odd, she opened boxes and changed. She needed to find Clint and the others. "FRIDAY, what is the location of Clint Barton?" A town name was read out. Natasha took a car and headed in that direction. What happened?

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From Budapest to Tokyo…

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"I can't punch everyone."

"It's called ball cupping - why are you laughing?"

"Because it's called ball cupping."

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"He tried to catch her to eat her, not knowing who she was, but he missed. Fortunately for the princess, it was sunset, so she turned into herself a moment later, as furious as a tack."

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Merlin read the letter one more time, just to be sure, then crumpled it in his hand and threw it on the fire.

"It's time," he seethed through his teeth, "she needs to go. Clint! CLINT! Where are you, boy?"

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"It bothers me to hear people disaparge you "

"It's called ball cupping - why are you laughing?"

"Because it's called ball cupping."

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"Maybe this prince was one of those things too. His kingdom certainly was a poor one where he would need to be more than just a prince."

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Merlin read the letter one more time, just to be sure, then crumpled it in his hand and threw it on the fire.

"It's time," he seethed through his teeth, "she needs to go. Clint! CLINT! Where are you, boy?"

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"I thought it was because no one else would trust you have their back?"

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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"I thought it was because no one else would trust you have their back?"

Her life had changed so much from what it used to be. Natasha was now living in the Midwest, Illinois, to be exact. Her house was only a few hours from an airport, the town small and very average just like Nat wanted. The only man in her life was the a a black and grey cat. She was liked well enough and participated in town events. It made her look normal, just as discussed.

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Clint placed his hand over hers.

"If I don't, who will?" He joked before getting serious. "I've lost you once, I'm not losing you again."

Natasha woke with a large gasp, sitting up. It felt like the wind was knocked out of her. Struggling to stand, she resorted to just hitting the button on her suit, being sent back to the Avenger compound. She crawled off the platform and stood up slowly, her breath finally coming back. It was empty in the room and deathly quiet. Leaning against a column, she yelled out to FRIDAY. "Call Clint Barton." There was a response that the call declined. "Of course."

Natasha made her way slowly through the building and found her room. It was strangely packed up and dusty. Thinking that was odd, she opened boxes and changed. She needed to find Clint and the others. "FRIDAY, what is the location of Clint Barton?" A town name was read out. Natasha took a car and headed in that direction. What happened?

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HAWKEYE - Strike Team Delta

Clint Barton & Natasha Romanoff

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"That's not a good reaction," Clint remarked as he looked around at where they'd ended up once he'd blinked away the aftergkow of magic from his vision. "Where are we?"

It took Dela Kinomoto a night walk over the rooftops to spot a figure in the dark: a man with a bow on his back, probably on a vigil of some kind. It was a miracle she even spotted him to begin with. But somehow it happened and that chance wouldn't be wasted.

Dela wasn’t discreet when arriving on the rooftop the man was. A golden portal opened in thin air and she walked through it, keeping her hands up while at it. The woman had pale skin, long dark hair and a black outfit that covered her almost completely, blending her in the dark night once the portal closed. The only colors in her appearance were the red lipstick, the golden double-fingered ring and the two blue handles from the daggers in her belt.

“Good evening, gentleman. Enjoying the night air?”

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(here goes nothing yaaaay #i-am-nervous-lol)

Clint blinked at the stranger who had somehow managed to sneak up on him.

"Yes, I am," he said, uncertainly. "I don't think I've seen you around before...."

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"And you're okay with that?"

"It's called ball cupping - why are you laughing?"

"Because it's called ball cupping."