3rd Person
Percy Jackson was doing his English homework that included a 6 page essay with a large book. He was sitting on the kitchen table doing his work but got very annoyed as Natasha Romanoff who decided to stop by and his uncle Clint Barton kept shooting glances at each others.
Percy had enough and slammed the book closed startling the two assassins and looked at the boy.
"For crying out loud grow a pair and ask each other out. I'm tired of whatever is going on between the two!" He said with an annoyed growl and stomped upstairs.
The two assassins stared at each other as they watch the boy disappear upstairs, "Should we tell him?" Natasha asked
Clint thought about it, "Nah...Wanna go get some food?"
"You paying?" Natasha asked with a quirked eyebrow
"Yep." Clint said confirming
"Italian?" Natasha asked
"Yep." Clint said it with an undying message, 'what else would we get that's not shawarma?'
"Let's go." Natasha said standing up, the chair making a squeaking noise as it slid along the floor
"What about Percy?" Clint asked also standing up making the chair squeak
"He seems busy. Plus, were not coming here straight away."
As the two were leaving the house Percy told thinair, "Stark owes me 50 bucks." and then got right back at his work.
I know this is short but Clintasha has started!
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