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Clint And His New Vampire Teammate

SHIELD is known to know more than the average human—or even most organizations. Some might say it's one of the most powerful organizations in the world. Clint has been working for years and feels like he knows almost everything. And yet, there is a surprise waiting for him.

A new Avenger is about to join the team: a powerful, strong, and fast man who would make an excellent teammate. While that alone isn't unusual, the surprising part is that this man is a vampire. Even in a world where gods exist, Clint is still taken aback by the existence of vampires.

After being introduced to him by Nick Fury, Clint is put in charge of showing Y/N around the compound. And so, at night, the archer leads him through the halls. Still, that is easier said than done.

"What is this small sentry unit?" Y/N asks.

Clint frowns, confused by the question, and looks into the vampire's eyes. The 'sentry unit' lies on the floor—a Roomba.

"You mean the Roomba?" Clint asks.

"Is it vermin?" Y/N questions, instinctively lifting his leg as if to crush it. Clint quickly stops him.

"Wait – It's a machine. It cleans all the dust around." Clint says.

"Don't you have a familiar to do that?" Y/N asks, putting his leg back down.

Clint raises an eyebrow. "Familiar?"

"A servant who works unpaid during the daytime." The vampire clarifies.

"...You mean a slave?"

"It's not slavery if they choose to work for me." Y/N says casually.

Before Clint can respond, the Roomba bumps into the vampire's leg. Y/N glares at it, but the machine ignores him and continues its path, hitting his leg again. The vampire hisses.

Clint wonders how much this vampire even knows about modern technology. "You can just—"

But before he can finish, the vampire kicks the Roomba like a football, sending it flying across the room. It smashes into a window, breaking the glass into pieces, and lands with a thud on the ground.

"Annoying vermin." Y/N mutters, frowning, and storms off, leaving Clint already feeling exhausted.

-

"And here is the gym." Clint says.

Despite it being night, the area is still well-lit. No one is using the workout equipment except Steve, who is lifting weights. Clint hopes the vampire can learn to behave with normal human communication despite the minor mishaps so far.

"Here's where we work out—"

"Ah, working out." Y/N interrupts. He glances around, remembering that humans need to exercise. "I forgot how weak and pathetic you are at birth."

Clint does his best not to take offense at the casual insult. "...Feel free to join us if you want." He mutters.

The vampire explores the gym, his eyes scanning the weights. A massive dumbbell rests on a rack. With one hand, Y/N picks it up as if it's paper, shocking Clint.

"You're trying to get strong with this?" Y/N asks, then casually drops it, producing a loud thud.

Steve looks up from his weights, concerned. Clint raises his voice. "Don't drop those!"

Steve sets his weights down and walks over to the two, his body glistening with sweat. He's already been introduced to Y/N but isn't used to his antics. "Careful, bud. I get this is new for you, but try to be polite."