29 August 2020 - Where In The World Was Clint Barton - Option 31ish
Title: Where In The World Was Clint Barton? - option 31ish
Author: Beriaearwen
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer / Avengers
Rating: Suitable for people over 13
Word Count: 1191
Notes: It's 10:00pm and I've finally had a chance to sit down and start writing for today. Needless to say, short, sweet and not what I had planned.
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Mutant Enemy, etc. The characters of the Avengers belong to Marvel, etc. All are used here without permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Clint lays blame.
Where In The World Was Clint Barton - Option 31ish
By Beriaearwen
“This,” Clint said waiving his hand around to indicate their current situation, “is completely your fault.”
“My fault?” Buffy asked, offended.
“Yep. Definitely your side of the family.”
“Excuse me. I don't recall Aunt Laura ever getting into this sort of situation, nor have I ever gotten into a situation like this before. You, however, seem to have experience with it.”
Clint shook his head. “Completely your side of the family. Laura knew what she was getting into when she started a relationship with me and I told her everything before we were married. I know Hank did with Joyce as well, but they both still chose to marry us. Face it, Buffy, the women of your family are attracted to dangerous men.”
“That... That...” she sputtered. “Ok. That may be fair, but it has no bearing on our current situation.”
“Doesn't it?” Clint asked, meeting her eyes. “Who, exactly was I meeting with when you saw me?”
“To be fair, The Immortal isn't my boyfriend or lover or anything else. He's a contact we're grooming to get information. And I didn't give away your ID.”
“OK. I'll give you that. You didn't betray that you knew me, but someone must have or we wouldn't both be here.”
Buffy was quiet for a few minutes. “Actually, we might be. The Immortal was well aware of who I am and of the reason I was 'seeing' him. He may have also been aware of who you are, because, face it, after your fun and games in New York, everyone has seen you.” A smirk appeared on her face as she heard him grumble under his breath.
“Yeah, yeah. So, any idea where we ended up? Are we at least on Earth? Our Earth?”
“No idea,” Buffy admitted. “After they knocked me out, they kept me chained and blindfolded.”
“And you couldn't break the chains?”
“I'm a slayer, not superwoman.”
“There's a difference?” Clint held up his hands. “Sorry, sorry. Just, put the glare away. Have you been practicing with Laura?”
Buffy snorted and shook her head. “Sorry, it's genetic. I'm pretty sure your daughter will be pulling it off before too long.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Hello. She's almost a teen.”
“Don't remind me,” Clint grumbled under his breath.
The duo were quiet for a while longer.
“So how long before they get bored and wander away?” Buffy asked, staring at the ground.
“Can't really say. I'm not familiar with this particular species of dinosaur.”
“Yeah, and that's something I really thought I'd never hear. What's next a coincidence and a rescue by leprechauns?”
Clint snorted in disbelief. “Sure, why not. Six impossible things before breakfast.”
“And then breakfast at Milliways,” Buffy added.
“Hey, if we could get there, I wouldn't even mind the cow asking me what part I wanted to eat.”
“Let's not talk about eating just now,” Buffy pleaded, her stomach letting out a loud growl. “It's not easy keeping up with a Slayer's metabolism in a prehistoric jungle.”
“It's not easy to keep up with any metabolism unless you're the apex predator,” Clint pointed out.
“Which we should be,” Buffy practically growled. “I will find a wood hard enough to penetrate their skin.”
“In the meantime, we'll have to stick with the shots in the eyes or down the throat.”
Buffy blew out a breath. “I know you love it, but this is not my favorite type of bow.”
“I'm well aware, but we don't have time to make a crossbow.”
“No we don't,” Buffy agreed. The held up her hand and tilted her head to the side. A small smile appeared on her face. “I think we're about to get the distraction we need.”
“Oh?”
“Something big headed directly this way. And since the wind is blowing away from the direction it's coming...”
“They won't sense the ones below. Excellent,” Clint said, shifting slightly. A wince crossed his face. “I think my left foot is asleep.”
Buffy shifted as well. “Sitting on a tree branch for four hours never does favors for anyone. Still. Life and death and all. Besides, Laura would kill me if I didn't manage to get you back home.”
A soft snort of amusement escaped Clint. “As if you would need to save me. You wouldn't stand a chance out there if it weren't for me being here. If either of us is getting the other home, it's me getting you home. Besides, I can't help but shutter at the thought of what Dawn would do if I didn't get you home.”
“Whatever bird man,” Buffy scoffed good naturedly. “We need each other and it's going to be my people that get us out of this.”
“I have faith in Nat.”
“As do I, but not for this. Besides, our seers say the Hydra problem at SHIELD is reaching critical mass.”
Clint shook his head. “I think I'd know if there was Hydra in SHIELD.”
It was Buffy's turn to let out a soft snort of disbelief. “You keep telling yourself that, Clint.” Her tone and expression changed as the warned, “It's almost here, be ready to move.”
Clint gripped his bow tighter and prepared to lead the way away from this place. He had already picked their route and spotted another, better, safe place for rest and possibly even the opportunity for food.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
It was almost three weeks later that Willow and Dawn finally managed to track the duo down to the prehistoric nightmare to which they'd been sent. Apparently it was in another dimension and had taken a while. The good news was that they had also gotten everything they needed from The Immortal and proven that he wasn't.
“See, told you my people would be saving us,” Buffy said, as they headed up the stairs to the main council house where they would be able to take showers and sleep in beds.
“Still can't believe Nat didn't figure it out,” Clint grumbled.
“Um. About that,” Willow said, her voice cautious.
Clint stopped and looked at her, then at Buffy and then back at Willow. “You've got to be kidding me. Hydra?”
Willow nodded, “Infiltrated all levels of SHIELD. Captain America and Black Widow along with a new guy, Falcon, brought them down last week.” She looked confused as Buffy started laughing and Clint groaned in frustration. “What?”
“He wouldn't believe me, so we eventually made a bet on it,” Buffy supplied.
“What did you win?” Willow asked, a smile on her face.
Buffy stepped up and clapped Clint on the shoulder. “Willow, I'd like to introduce you to the new instructor for the young beginners class.”
“Oh!” Willow replied before bursting into laughter.
Clint just sighed and headed toward a his room. A shower would be wonderful, followed by a call to Laura, even if she wouldn't give him any sympathy over his having to teach the baby slayers.
End
Author: Beriaearwen
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer / Avengers
Rating: Suitable for people over 13
Word Count: 1191
Notes: It's 10:00pm and I've finally had a chance to sit down and start writing for today. Needless to say, short, sweet and not what I had planned.
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Mutant Enemy, etc. The characters of the Avengers belong to Marvel, etc. All are used here without permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Clint lays blame.
Where In The World Was Clint Barton - Option 31ish
By Beriaearwen
“This,” Clint said waiving his hand around to indicate their current situation, “is completely your fault.”
“My fault?” Buffy asked, offended.
“Yep. Definitely your side of the family.”
“Excuse me. I don't recall Aunt Laura ever getting into this sort of situation, nor have I ever gotten into a situation like this before. You, however, seem to have experience with it.”
Clint shook his head. “Completely your side of the family. Laura knew what she was getting into when she started a relationship with me and I told her everything before we were married. I know Hank did with Joyce as well, but they both still chose to marry us. Face it, Buffy, the women of your family are attracted to dangerous men.”
“That... That...” she sputtered. “Ok. That may be fair, but it has no bearing on our current situation.”
“Doesn't it?” Clint asked, meeting her eyes. “Who, exactly was I meeting with when you saw me?”
“To be fair, The Immortal isn't my boyfriend or lover or anything else. He's a contact we're grooming to get information. And I didn't give away your ID.”
“OK. I'll give you that. You didn't betray that you knew me, but someone must have or we wouldn't both be here.”
Buffy was quiet for a few minutes. “Actually, we might be. The Immortal was well aware of who I am and of the reason I was 'seeing' him. He may have also been aware of who you are, because, face it, after your fun and games in New York, everyone has seen you.” A smirk appeared on her face as she heard him grumble under his breath.
“Yeah, yeah. So, any idea where we ended up? Are we at least on Earth? Our Earth?”
“No idea,” Buffy admitted. “After they knocked me out, they kept me chained and blindfolded.”
“And you couldn't break the chains?”
“I'm a slayer, not superwoman.”
“There's a difference?” Clint held up his hands. “Sorry, sorry. Just, put the glare away. Have you been practicing with Laura?”
Buffy snorted and shook her head. “Sorry, it's genetic. I'm pretty sure your daughter will be pulling it off before too long.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Hello. She's almost a teen.”
“Don't remind me,” Clint grumbled under his breath.
The duo were quiet for a while longer.
“So how long before they get bored and wander away?” Buffy asked, staring at the ground.
“Can't really say. I'm not familiar with this particular species of dinosaur.”
“Yeah, and that's something I really thought I'd never hear. What's next a coincidence and a rescue by leprechauns?”
Clint snorted in disbelief. “Sure, why not. Six impossible things before breakfast.”
“And then breakfast at Milliways,” Buffy added.
“Hey, if we could get there, I wouldn't even mind the cow asking me what part I wanted to eat.”
“Let's not talk about eating just now,” Buffy pleaded, her stomach letting out a loud growl. “It's not easy keeping up with a Slayer's metabolism in a prehistoric jungle.”
“It's not easy to keep up with any metabolism unless you're the apex predator,” Clint pointed out.
“Which we should be,” Buffy practically growled. “I will find a wood hard enough to penetrate their skin.”
“In the meantime, we'll have to stick with the shots in the eyes or down the throat.”
Buffy blew out a breath. “I know you love it, but this is not my favorite type of bow.”
“I'm well aware, but we don't have time to make a crossbow.”
“No we don't,” Buffy agreed. The held up her hand and tilted her head to the side. A small smile appeared on her face. “I think we're about to get the distraction we need.”
“Oh?”
“Something big headed directly this way. And since the wind is blowing away from the direction it's coming...”
“They won't sense the ones below. Excellent,” Clint said, shifting slightly. A wince crossed his face. “I think my left foot is asleep.”
Buffy shifted as well. “Sitting on a tree branch for four hours never does favors for anyone. Still. Life and death and all. Besides, Laura would kill me if I didn't manage to get you back home.”
A soft snort of amusement escaped Clint. “As if you would need to save me. You wouldn't stand a chance out there if it weren't for me being here. If either of us is getting the other home, it's me getting you home. Besides, I can't help but shutter at the thought of what Dawn would do if I didn't get you home.”
“Whatever bird man,” Buffy scoffed good naturedly. “We need each other and it's going to be my people that get us out of this.”
“I have faith in Nat.”
“As do I, but not for this. Besides, our seers say the Hydra problem at SHIELD is reaching critical mass.”
Clint shook his head. “I think I'd know if there was Hydra in SHIELD.”
It was Buffy's turn to let out a soft snort of disbelief. “You keep telling yourself that, Clint.” Her tone and expression changed as the warned, “It's almost here, be ready to move.”
Clint gripped his bow tighter and prepared to lead the way away from this place. He had already picked their route and spotted another, better, safe place for rest and possibly even the opportunity for food.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
It was almost three weeks later that Willow and Dawn finally managed to track the duo down to the prehistoric nightmare to which they'd been sent. Apparently it was in another dimension and had taken a while. The good news was that they had also gotten everything they needed from The Immortal and proven that he wasn't.
“See, told you my people would be saving us,” Buffy said, as they headed up the stairs to the main council house where they would be able to take showers and sleep in beds.
“Still can't believe Nat didn't figure it out,” Clint grumbled.
“Um. About that,” Willow said, her voice cautious.
Clint stopped and looked at her, then at Buffy and then back at Willow. “You've got to be kidding me. Hydra?”
Willow nodded, “Infiltrated all levels of SHIELD. Captain America and Black Widow along with a new guy, Falcon, brought them down last week.” She looked confused as Buffy started laughing and Clint groaned in frustration. “What?”
“He wouldn't believe me, so we eventually made a bet on it,” Buffy supplied.
“What did you win?” Willow asked, a smile on her face.
Buffy stepped up and clapped Clint on the shoulder. “Willow, I'd like to introduce you to the new instructor for the young beginners class.”
“Oh!” Willow replied before bursting into laughter.
Clint just sighed and headed toward a his room. A shower would be wonderful, followed by a call to Laura, even if she wouldn't give him any sympathy over his having to teach the baby slayers.
End