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*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*

Natasha: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Everyone:

Steve: ...I did. I broke it.

Natasha: No. No you didn't. Clint?

Clint: Don't look at me. Look at Tony.

Tony: What?! I didn't break it.

Clint: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Sam: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Clint: Suspicious.

Tony: No, it's not!

Sam: If it matters, probably not, but Bucky was the last one to use it.

Bucky: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!

Sam: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Bucky: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Sam!

Steve: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Natasha.

Natasha: No! Who broke it!?

Everyone:

Sam: Nat... Clint's been awfully quiet.

Clint: rEALLY?!

*Everyone starts arguing*

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Natasha, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.

Natasha: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Natasha:

Natasha: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

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