MHA #10- Monday evening

[throughaphase]

Sometimes you just needed a quiet night in, and "sometimes" was apparently tonight. As she waited for Clint to show for movie night, Kitty was busying herself with making sure there was a decent selection of things to choose from.

Which was how she decided that she really needed to end this little habit of putting discs in whatever case she felt like at the time, because now she had to figure out what was where real quick. Hopefully he didn't mind that the coffee table had a couple stacks of things she was totally going to have to worry about putting away later.


[For the boy and his dog.]

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[so_hawkward]

"Well, no meeting the fire-breathing potential buddy until Lucky's completely fixed--which reminds me of what we have to do the next time we go to the vet," Clint said, giving Lucky some more pizza as a preemptive apology.

[throughaphase]

"Oh no. Poor guy. He gets extra pizza after that," she said. "I just decided."

[so_hawkward]

"You're going to spoil him worse than I am. One of us has to be the mean one here, right?" Clint asked.

[throughaphase]

"Well, it can't be me," Kitty insisted. "How could I be mean to the face of the dog who bites bad guys for my boyfriend? It isn't possible."

[so_hawkward]

Clint smiled softly at Kitty. "I guess I shouldn't be mean about Lockheed either then, huh? For similar reasons?"

[throughaphase]

"Yes. Also because I don't know how anyone could be mean about Lockheed." Because Lockheed was only mean to non-Peter boyfriends.

[so_hawkward]

"He was kind of cute in that smaller-than-expected animal kind of way," Clint said, because he didn't want to get Kitty mad at him or anything.

[throughaphase]

"He is," she agreed. "I don't know that you really got enough time to bond with him. Maybe next time."

Because who wouldn't want time with a shoulder dragon?

[so_hawkward]

Ah, of course there would be a next time. Clint couldn't be that lucky, clearly. "Do you know when next time might be?" he asked, actually taking some of his pizza for himself.

[throughaphase]

"Not sure," Kitty said thoughtfully. "Depends on what he's up to, but knowing him, he'll meet me back home for Hanukkah. In case you wanted to come along."

[so_hawkward]

Hanukkah meant holidays, which meant time with family, and for a moment, all Clint could do was be surprised that she'd even asked, like it wasn't a big deal. "I'd like to come, sure," he said, trying to sound casual too. "That's the one with all the candles and the dreidel and everything, right?"

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, that one." And her smile here might have been a little relieved, since she apparently hadn't just made things weird. "It's just me and Mom now, so it's not as big a deal as it used to be, but it's still nice to go for a few days."

[so_hawkward]

"You'll have to give me some hints for making sure your mom likes me," Clint said. Meeting parents wasn't a point he usually got to. "I mean, I can just be my charming self, but..."

[throughaphase]

"That's all you've gotta do," Kitty assured him. "And don't seem too bothered if she tries to stare you down. I think it's a mom thing."

[so_hawkward]

"So she's kind of protective? I can understand that." Clint wasn't sure if he should say he felt that way about Kitty, but he understood the sentiment nonetheless.

[throughaphase]

That did get a little smile out of her. "She can be. And I've kind of never brought a guy home before," she admitted.

[so_hawkward]

"I've kind of never met a mom before. Of someone I was dating, I mean. I guess it'll be a holiday of firsts then." And somehow, Clint was really, genuinely okay with that.

[throughaphase]

Kitty hadn't really thought she'd get to be Clint's first anything, so if her smile got bigger, well. "Now I can't wait."