7. Chinese Takeout tastes like heartbreak

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Clint's point of view

Two weeks after our first meeting, almost all of the Avengers, except Bruce, who was on some conference for smart people and Wanda, who went shopping with Vision, were gathered at the table for dinner. As usually we ordered some food. Today it was a Chinese take-out day. I don't really like it. It tastes like a heartbreak. You know, if the heartbreak would had a taste.

It was a nice day so far. I was happy to see that Tony and Steve were getting along quite fine. I mean, they are still arguing a lot, but it doesn't seem like they are about to start another war any time soon. Cap took his place as leader again, and so far the mission was going really well. In less than two weeks we have already tracked down three groups of those weapon sellers, took their weapons away and put those motherfuckers in the jail. 

I put another spoon of sad-tasting food into my mouth and continued debate about mission with Rhodey, Cap and Nat. At the moment we were disscusing the best parts of it, while Sam and Bucky talked about some music group and Thor was being busy with eatting his Kung Pao Chicken. Tony was talking with us, but he left a moment before to get some drink. Rhodey said that me breaking my bow on some punk's head was clearly the funniest part. I agreed. ˝Caw caw, motherfuckers,˝ I laughed. 

Nat, Cap and Rodey rolled their eyes and started arguing who got the best one-on-one combat. Cap said it was the one where Natasha fought a really big guy with  some kind of shrinking device who was shooting at her, but she maneged to get him to shrink himself, while Rhodey said that Tony's battle with a guy with a really bad scar on his face was better, because it ended with a guy flying around like a balloon with hole while shooting small sparks all over the sky like a firework. 

I was more for Nat's battle, but we never came to agreement. In the middle of the sentence Steve suddenly paled.

˝Cap, you okay?˝ asked Nat. ˝Cap?˝

˝I ...˝ he clasped his hand over his mouth and dashed out the room and into the kitchen. The swinging doors banged into the wall, the loud bang followed with a small crash of breaking glass. Then Tony yelled. 

But then we heard the weirdest sound. 

˝Is that,˝I asked, my eyes going wide with shock. 

˝Is that the sound of Captain America throwing up into the kitchen sink?˝


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