Clint walked into the house, with Lucky following close behind. They just finished playing ball outside. So he reached from on top of the fridge and grabbed Lucky a couple of dog treats. Lucky happily wagged his tail, as he eats his treats. Clint gave him one last pat on the head.
Then turned towards the cabinets in search of a snack too. Only his cabinets were empty. Slowly his eyes trailed back towards the dog biscuits. 'Well, I mean... I could try one. Or I can go all the way to the store'
'Fuck it. How bad can they be, the dog likes them.' Clint shrugged as he bit into it.
'Not the worst thing I've tasted. A little hard but oh well.'
Clint finished it and turned around. Only to see that Natasha was standing there.
"How much did you see?"
"Well, I just got a recording of you eating a dog treat. If that answers your question."
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Marvel Shorts
FanfictionJust a bunch of short Marvel shorts. Basically, the ones that are too short to be in my one-shot book. •Two updates every week• -Not common ships roam here-
