from_a_distance | Comic booking it

Blaine wants to try to do it just the two of them, and it's not actually that hard. He remembers a lot from setting them up with Cooper.

He manages to slot himself quite well into a support role, letting Blaine take point, and it gets done quite handily.

Clint watches them as they work, a pleased and fond smile on his face.

When the Wii functions Blaine hands out the remotes. "You be Player One," he tells Coulson. "And I'll be Two." When he gives Clint his remote. "That means your Player Three," he explains needlessly.

He takes the offered Wiimote. "Player one? Wow, that's a hefty responsibility."

"I have complete faith in you, sir," Clint assures him as he takes his Wiimote.

"Yeah. You seem like a Player One."

"How exactly did you decide that?"

Clint has his own ideas, but he's going to let Blaine field that one.

"Because you have good taste in super heroes," Blaine said matter-of-factly.

He pauses. "I really can't argue that. Okay, let's get started."

"Yeah, that's totally fair." Clint laughs, moving to perch on the arm of the couch as Coulson sets up.

Blaine isn't the best at this game, mostly because it's been so long, but he doesn't seem to really care about winning so much as having fun. He also really likes encouraging them as they play.

Coulson, for his part, just doesn't have terribly much video game experience, so he's not exactly all that great himself to start off with. It does level out as he gets the hang of the controls, though.

Clint does predictably well. It's largely a matter of aim, after all. The only times he really has problems are when the controller doesn't communicate with the console the way he'd been expecting. At which point he grumbles.