25 Unicorn Street- Tuesday afternoon

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Kitty was really tired of being a literal kitty. She wanted a real bath, and a hamburger, and also opposable thumbs again. It was tougher when Clint wasn't in any shape to help out, either, and it was pretty clear the dogs were over this whole situation, too.

So for now, she was laying on the sofa, emitting the occasional pitiful meow as she tried to work the remote to turn the TV on.

[For that guy!]

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"I can resist you just fine when I feel like it, thank you," she lied, watching him.

Seriously, it had never happened in four years.

[so_hawkward]

"Are you sure? I don't know if I believe you," Clint said teasingly, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I don't think you would have married me if you could resist me."

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"I'm sure I could. I mean, hypothetically." It wasn't stopping her from leaning into him, though. "There might come a day I have a headache."

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"I wouldn't ask you to do anything if you really had a headache," Clint said. "I'd try to help though." He led her into the shower, sighing a little with relief at how nice the water felt. "Oh, being human is the best thing ever."

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"Oh my god, water I'm not trying to lap up from a bowl," Kitty said, trying to get her head under the water. "I'd say that's weird to say but I'm not sure either of us should care after this."