So there's a PERFECTLY good reason why there's a million knives lying around in the Avenger's living room.
Here's what happened-
Thor, Loki, Bruce, Bucky, Sam, Nat, and Clint were all sitting around one evening.
Well Clint made a rude comment about well how many knives does Nat have?!
Nat started pulling out knives.
Loki took it as a challenge.
Bucky pulled out a machete-
And it just got weird from there.
Nat pulled out a combat knife.
Loki pulled out a sacrificial decorative dagger
Bucky flipped out a switchblade. Nat pulled out her own, black widow themed switch blade. Loki pulled out a golden with green accents switchblade. They went back and forth until there were PLENTY of knives of every kind on the table.
Then Bucky pulled out a Viking short sword.
Oh it's on.
Everyone around them just stared in awe as Loki pulled out a two handed claymore from his shirt.
Nat leaned back, taking her tanto from her jacket, pointing it at Loki:
"I call bullshit. You're conjuring at this point."
"And what makes you say that Widow?"
"Because claymore's don't flicker." Bucky smiled, answering his question, scratching his back with one of the twin Sais he had flipped out.
"Well how do you two have so many blades?!"Loki poured as the others around them just stood shocked.
"I'm a spy it's what I do. The Red Room taught me well." Nat explained, "plus my tanto was my last one."
"Really?" Bucky asked raising an eyebrow.
Nat sighed, but pulled out the smallest two inch blade from under her jacket.
"That's what I thought."
"Well what about you soldier?" Nat asked smugly. She still had a chance to win.
"Oh Natalia," Bucky smiled, a wolf ish grin nobody ever expected to see on the usually timid man. "All I gotta say...is if you hide blades to well..." he pretended to stretch but Nat saw the glint of metal. He threw it in one motion, imbedding it into the coffee table all the knives were on.
The soldier stared at the black combat knife in slight pain, the HYDRA symbol on the hilt stood out bright red.
"Is that..." Steve started to ask but Bucky finished.
"Yep. That's the knife I did my 'iconic' (according to Peter) knife fight flip with you. The flip and everything. I still have it. HYDRA's parting gift was Rumlow burying it in my shoulder." He grabbed the knife out of the coffee table, using barely any effort even though it had definitely nearly split the table.
"Of course I have more," the soldier proceeded to pull out many more smaller throwing knives.
"As I was Natalia...you may be so good at hiding knives. But...who taught you? Who taught the Red Room?"
Natasha just smiled, putting away her own knives.
And THATS how Peter walked in and proceeded to geek out about all the pretty knives everywhere.
A/N: I may or May not have my own obsession with knives 💀💀 Anywayz comment and tysm for reading!! 💖
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