25 Unicorn Street, Tuesday Morning

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Over the last few days, Clint had gotten into a pretty steady routine: wake up, snuggle lion!Kitty, feed the dogs, feed Kitty, take the dogs for their walk, check his email, break out into a fit of Hydra-related swearing, go for some target practice to fend off Hydra-related anger, come home, shower, and snuggle Kitty some more.

He'd gotten through all the steps already, so now he was sitting with Kitty curled up on his lap, watching the news and debating if he wanted to take a chance and look at his email again.

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[throughaphase]

Kitty had a lot to say about how much stalking his email would help, but she couldn't, and purring and mewing wasn't very effective when it came to communicating those thoughts. So instead she was just going to try and bat the remote away with her paw from his lap, because news probably wasn't helpful either.

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"Hey, I know, everything's awful. But I won't know how awful if I don't watch this," he said, giving her head some gentle petting. That, at least, helped a little.

[throughaphase]

But it was depressing, and she couldn't vent in this state! But, at least there was head petting.

And then, there was a naked wife in his lap. Oops.

[so_hawkward]

Clint blinked for a second, and then grinned, wrapping his arms around her tightly. "This is the best part of the whole animal thing. Hi."

[throughaphase]

"Hi. Ugh, this town," Kitty sighed, letting herself be hugged. "It's the best part for you but I just had fur and now I'm cold."

[so_hawkward]

"Aww, I can fix that," Clint said, nuzzling at her neck and wrapping his arms around her tighter.

Come on, sexy naked wife on his lap, how could he resist?

[throughaphase]

"You know there will be no sexytimes until I've at least stepped into a shower, right?" she checked. Not that she minded any of this, of course.

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"I know. Also, the bedroom is way better than the couch," he teased, pulling back to get a good look at her. "Are you okay? Do you need some real food or anything?" Then he went back to nuzzling her because he could only be polite for so long

[throughaphase]

"I'm okay. Just annoyed and previously furry, and kind of cold," she sighed. "Thanks for taking care of me."

[so_hawkward]

"Hey, wasn't that part of our wedding vows? In sickness and health and times when you're a lion?" Clint teased. "Come on, we should get you into a hot shower, and you can decide if you want me to join you or not."

Lucky picked his head up and Clint waved a finger at him. "Not you, no dogs allowed."

[throughaphase]

"Oh, I am all about human contact right now so you can definitely join me," Kitty said, almost reluctantly getting off his lap.

But seriously, a shower that didn't involve using her own tongue.

[so_hawkward]

Clint grinned and led her upstairs, and turned the water on in the shower so it could get nice and hot. "I have to admit, I was getting a little worried. You were a lion for a lot longer than normal," he said."

[throughaphase]

"Tell me about it," she said, sticking her hand into the shower to test the temperature. "I'm pretty sure me staying the entire wrong species would at the very least lead to some marriage counseling."

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"I'd have to turn into an animal too, but then we might not be able to communicate still, and it'd be a huge mess," Clint said. "You being back to normal is a much better option."

[throughaphase]

"And you turn into a hawk. That'd just be incompatible," Kitty said, and stepped under the water. "Oh my god I needed this."

[so_hawkward]

Clint got out of his clothes and joined Kitty, wasting no time in wrapping his arms around her again. "As much fun as you were to cuddle, this is so much better," he said. "I don't like talking to myself so much, it gets weird."

[throughaphase]

"If it helps, i will try to be a lion as little as possible from now on," Kitty promised, giving him a kiss.