25 Unicorn Street, Saturday Morning

One of the nice things about married life was that Clint was realizing how many things between him and Kitty just naturally went unspoken. Neither of them said anything about how it had been prom last night, and they hadn't said anything as they each checked to make sure the front door was unlocked before going to bed. Sure, he just didn't want to jinx anything, but it was just reassuring to know how much he and Kitty fell on the same page.

Clint hadn't bothered to set an alarm either, but it wasn't like he and Kitty had anything important to do before the dogs, or something else, woke them up.