4. Prague
Title: Avengers Adventures in Texting
Characters: All
Rating: PG-13-ish
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
To: Clint
From: Tasha
OOOOO
Tasha: Hey, Fury wants us to be packed and ready to go by 1700 hrs today. We have a recon mission in Genoa tomorrow morning.
Clint: For what?
Tasha: Gather intel on Malisori and his men. They’re shipping out their cargo on Thursday and we need the coordinates.
Clint: Why can’t they pull the coordinates from his phone calls? We’ve been tapping his phone for four months now.
Tasha: They’re decrypted. Fury wants someone in the field. Come on, it’ll be fun. It’ll be like Prague all over again.
Clint:…
Tasha: What?”
Clint: I hated Prague. My back hated Prague. My dignity hated Prague. I broke my wrist in Prague.
Tasha: Oh, don’t be such a baby. It wasn’t that bad.
Clint: I had to wear a dress and got thrown out of a moving vehicle. It was that bad.
Tasha: Okay, first of all I had no idea the night club was women only and second the car was not moving that fast, you’ve fallen out of worse.
Clint: I landed in the sewer!
Tasha: Now you’re just splitting hairs…
Clint: All I’m saying is that Prague sucked. It sucked so hard it was unbelievable. The situation in Prague nearly became concave because of how much it sucked. I’ll go on this mission but it turns out to be anything like Prague I’m going to light myself on fire in the street.
Tasha: Acknowledged. Should I bring the green dress again just in case? It matches your eyes.
Clint: I really hate you sometimes…
A/N: Hope you all liked it! :D