Comic booking it

[from_a_distance]

Clint was not one to frequent comic shops. In fact, he usually stayed as far away from them as possible--not because, like the other Avengers, he was afraid he might be recognized, but because he was pretty certain he wouldn't be, and that got a little old after a while.

But Coulson had been moping because he couldn't get in to get his Captain America comics for a couple months, and Clint didn't like to see Coulson moping, so he decided to stop by and pick them up for the agent. He'd probably just drop them on his desk when Coulson wasn't around, but at least he knew it would make the man smile.

Comments

[from_a_distance]

Clint is pretty pleased with Blaine's logic. "You helped too, sir," he says, dishing up the food for everyone.

[mediumdrip]

"Yeah you did, Phil. Even if you didn't do the squishy part."

[sonofcoul]

"I am glad to have fetched things to the best of my ability, then."

[from_a_distance]

"Hey, someone's gotta do the fetching."

[mediumdrip]

"You could be like the cheerleader too?"

[sonofcoul]

"What exactly would that involve?"

[from_a_distance]

Clint chuckles as he starts on his dinner. "Are we gonna have to get him a special uniform?"

[mediumdrip]

"I don't think so? You look good in what you're in," Blaine points out to Coulson.

[sonofcoul]

"As long as I can stay out of a cheerleading skirt, I think I can manage." He starts in on his own food.

[from_a_distance]

"Yeah, the suit works for you," Clint agrees.

[mediumdrip]

"Yeah it looks good on you. You can be a cheerleader in a suit can't you?"

[sonofcoul]

"I think I can pull it off. This meatloaf deserves a little cheerleading anyway."

[from_a_distance]

"I'm glad you approve, sir."

[mediumdrip]

"It does look really, really good," Blaine agrees. "Are we going to say grace?"

[sonofcoul]

"If you'd like, we absolutely can."

[from_a_distance]

"Right," Clint says, nose wrinkling. It's going to be a while before he doesn't forget that. "Yeah. We can do that."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine nods and folds his hands, closes his eyes and bows his head. He clearly expects one of the adults to actually say the prayer.

[sonofcoul]

Coulson promptly does the same.

"We are thankful for this food we are about to eat, and for the work that was done to bring it to us. Blessings upon them both. Amen."

[from_a_distance]

Clint is pretty impressed with Coulson there. Last time this came up, he just had Blaine say grace because he couldn't think of anything to say.

"Um...amen."

[mediumdrip]

"Amen," Blaine says when he looks back up now he can start eating happily.

[sonofcoul]

He digs in himself. "Excellent, you two."

[from_a_distance]

"And you," Clint says with a smile. "Fetching things."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine grins happily as he eats with them.

[sonofcoul]

"Well, I'm glad my fetching could result in this."

[from_a_distance]

"And that is some excellent squishing work, kiddo," he says as he takes a bite of meatloaf.