MHA #10- Wednesday evening

[throughaphase]

As promised, Kitty was putting the cooking skills she'd learned in Italy to use. What she was learning now was that it was a lot more difficult when you were on your own and didn't have anyone telling you what you were doing wrong. But nothing had blown up and everything looked okay so far and she even only had a little bit of flour on her face so it was looking pretty successful.

And okay, the kitchen was a total mess but she didn't think Clint would mind too much. She was still going to try to make the place look at least half decent before he got here, though.

Okay, maybe a quarter decent.

[For that guy!]

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[throughaphase]

"I think most of them have at least met you. Him," she corrected. "Why do you think he's a jerk?"

[so_hawkward]

"Logan made it sound like he's not very good with people and--okay, I'm not so great with people sometimes too, but I haven't hurt you yet, right?" Clint asked.

[throughaphase]

"Nope," Kitty confirmed. And she didn't think he would, either. "I don't remember anyone coming home and complaining about you, if it helps. And by now I think everyone's pretty used to differentiating between people from different universes." Oh, X-Men. "I'm not worried."

[so_hawkward]

"Well, okay. Then yeah, I'll come with you. It'll be nice to meet more of your friends," Clint said, pouring some wine for the both of them. "And get embarrassing stories from them, of course."

[throughaphase]

"No one has any embarrassing stories about me," she said quickly.

This was a lie. Clint was guaranteed to get a copy of the picture of her in the horrible 80's roller skates costume she made herself. Guaranteed.

[so_hawkward]

"Did you believe that when I said it? Because I don't think I believe that," Clint said, laughing.

[throughaphase]

"It's different, though," she said, but she was smiling a little. "They've known me since I was thirteen. And everyone's an idiot when they're thirteen."

The X-Men would not care about that. Like at all.

[so_hawkward]

"Awwww, I bet you were an adorable idiot," Clint said. "Hey, maybe someday I'll even get to see it." If Fandom was kind to him and all.

[throughaphase]

"Oh god, this is gonna be revenge for me seeing you younger," Kitty said, taking her glass of wine. "Just... still love me when you find out I was a mouthy, adorable idiot." With terrible fashion sense.

[so_hawkward]

"Right, 'cause I totally wasn't a mouthy jackass when puberty hit." Yes, he was using past tense for that, so there.

[throughaphase]

"Kurt says my very first day at the mansion, I strolled in and announced 'I'm here!' like I owned the place. I don't remember that," Kitty said. "I'm just glad the Professor won't be there to tell the really bad stories."

If Xavier was there, Kitty would probably not be going.

[so_hawkward]

"So I need to email him or something later, got it." Clint took his own glass and one of the plates, and went to sit down. "Or would that be mean?"

[throughaphase]

"It'd be awkward," she said, taking her own plate to follow him. "If you're gonna get blackmail, go to Logan or Ororo. Or Kurt. I've always worked with him so he's got all the stories where I look good too."