25 Unicorn Street- Friday

[throughaphase]

Kitty had spent her morning catching up on paperwork at the bar- something she felt like no one else ever said ever- and then on her way back home, swung out to pick up a pizza.

Look, hard work deserved pizza, okay?

"Honey, I'm home," she called as she phased through the door like normal. (Seriously, why would she ever use a door.)


[For the hubby!]

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[throughaphase]

"Made it my bitch," she confirmed, sitting down and opening the box. She'd even let him get first pick. "How're you doing?"

[so_hawkward]

Clint took a piece and dug into it very happily. "Pretty good. Everything's still kind of on fire with SHIELD, but it could be worse. Maybe." Hydra was pretty awful to be dealing with.

[throughaphase]

"It can always be worse," she said, but not in a jinx-y kind of way. "Anything new there?"

[so_hawkward]

Clint shook his head and wiped up the pizza sauce from his face. "Steve's recovering. Natasha's cleaning things up pretty well, but she's good at that. And I've done pretty well at not thinking about how many of my work friends were secretly evil this whole time."

[throughaphase]

Kitty sighed heavily. "Yeah. I'm not sure there's anything I can say there that makes that suck less."

Which she felt bad about, considering how many of her work friends turned out to be secretly evil sometimes, but those circumstances were always different.

[so_hawkward]

"At least the people who matter the most still have my back," Clint said, giving her a smile. "And you not being evil is always a good thing."

[throughaphase]

Kitty smiled as she picked up a piece of pizza finally. "I assure you that if I'm ever evil, it's a robot, a clone, an alternate universe version of myself, or I've been possessed or taken over by something, and I'll totally be back."

Even if she was feeling a little funny at the moment. It wasn't evil, at least.

[so_hawkward]

"Even if I do something really wrong and you're being evil to me in return?" Clint suggested, trying to look as innocent as possible.

[throughaphase]

"Oh, god, what'd you do?" she had to ask.

[so_hawkward]

That got a laugh out of Clint. "I didn't do anything! I'm just asking in case I do something stupid in the future. Hypothetically, I swear."

[throughaphase]

"Oh, god, what are you hypothetically planning on doing?" she teased.

[so_hawkward]

"Nothing, I swear," Clint said, laughing. "I have no plans to screw up and make you mad, it's just something that might happen." Clint smiled as he thought for a minute. "Then again, we don't really fight that much, do we?"

[Totally fell asleep at the computer, sorry!]

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, we're sort of freakish like that," she said, but her smile disappeared when that weird feeling started getting weirder.

[so_hawkward]

Clint might have been a little oblivious, but he wasn't totally clueless, and he put his pizza crust down as he looked at Kitty. "Hey, what's wrong? Do you feel okay?"

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, I'm sure it's nothing," she said, and as soon as the words were out of her mouth, Kitty was gone, replaced by a surprised and annoyed little lion on the sofa.

[so_hawkward]

"Aww, sweetie." He wasn't laughing as he picked her up, really. "Are you okay?"

[throughaphase]

No, she was not okay! She was a lion! Listen to her adorable mews of outrage!

[so_hawkward]

"I know, the island is so mean to you," Clint said, giving her a hug. If he sounded a little like he was talking to Lucky, it couldn't be helped. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."