25 Unicorn Street- early Monday morning

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It took Kitty a moment after waking up to realize that she was the right age, that she was still sort of mad about Stiles' Cubs comments, and that she was sleeping on Clint's couch. She hadn't known where she was supposed to live when she was six, so he'd been nice enough to let her stay here. She got up and went to check the time since she had a pretty early class to get to, then decided that she had enough time to clean up a little and make sure that at least dirty dishes were put in the sink or whatever. That was when she saw the certificate she'd made Lucky to tell him he was the best dog ever. Then she found some kind of tape to make sure she could put it on the wall where Lucky could see it, even if he couldn't read it.

And since she was in a relatively good mood due to being all twenty again, she got another piece of paper, and a couple minutes later headed upstairs to Clint's room. She tried to be as quiet as possible, even phasing through the door, trying not to wake him up (if he was sleeping) as she attached something to the wall above the bed.

What. It was that kind of weekend.

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"Did you have fun, at least?" she asked, leaning against the counter.

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"It was kind of fun being little," Clint said, doling out cereal for the both of them. "It's always a little weird looking back though and remembering. I knew so much less about how the world worked then."

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Kitty moved to get a couple spoons while he was doing that, nodding. "Yeah, I thought life was a lot simpler back then, but now I think I was just kinda ignorant. Due to being six, I mean, but still."

[so_hawkward]

"Yeah, I guess I do have to forgive myself for being young," Clint said, his eyes going a little wide. "Oh man, I really hope I didn't accidentally call Barney and forget about it."

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Kitty tried not to think that might be potentially hilarious. "You're not sure?"

[so_hawkward]

"Not completely. I mean, I could ask," Clint said, "but there's no way to explain why the weekend's a little hazy that's good."

[throughaphase]

"It might be on your call history," she said. Might. Hers always seemed to hide from her when she needed it, stupid phone. "And if you have to, you could probably say you were babysitting. Maybe."

[so_hawkward]

"Right, 'cause he's totally going to believe someone trusted me with their kids," Clint said, snorting. "Maybe I'll wait and see if he says anything to me first. That's kind of the Barton way."

[throughaphase]

"I trusted you with Lexi," Kitty pointed out. "And if that's the Barton way I'm gonna have to remember that..."

Like it was news or something.

[so_hawkward]

"Lexi was different, she was half mine," Clint pointed out, before wondering if he'd said something bad. "What do you need to remember?"

[throughaphase]

"That I might have to be the one to bring stuff up," Kitty shrugged. "And now I'm realizing how much I don't have to do that."

[so_hawkward]

"Well, that's because I'm awesome," Clint said with a hopeful smirk. "But, uh, yeah, you probably will be 'cause I'm not going to... it's weird to complain when it could just make things worse, you know?"

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"Or you could bring it up and see if whatever it is can get solved right away," she said. "Though I tend to blow things out of proportion if I'm stuck thinking about them too long."

[so_hawkward]

"I just don't think about them? But I also don't get bothered by a lot," Clint added quickly, offering Kitty one of the bowls as a distraction.

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She took the bowl, offering a spoon as a trade. "Maybe this is why we're still getting along so freakishly well after a year."

Because seriously, she still had no idea how they were managing that.

[so_hawkward]

"It is a little weird, but I won't complain if you won't," Clint offered.

[throughaphase]

"Oh, trust me," Kitty grinned, "the last thing I'm gonna do is complain."