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Matt Murdock [Daredevil] ([personal profile] blind_devil) wrote2015-04-27 09:48 pm

What the Hell Happened: aka Drunk Science equals bitty Avengers

 Matt moved around his apartment like he knew where everything was which in a sense he did. He knew Clint was going to be back from training soon and would want dinner. Then the plan was to patrol the Kitchen and see where the night took them. He heard the door open and called out. "Hey birdman you are actually early...please tell me the tower didn't blow up." 
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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-01 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Clint puts in a bit more pepper, and grabs the canister of shaker parm from the cabinet and adds a little to the pot mixing it in.

"I'm not supposed to talk to people who work with police..." Bruce says his little heart beating a little faster and he curls in on himself a little.

"Hey Brucey... What ever it is your scared of, it can't get you here." Clint says putting the lid on the pot and setting Bruce back down on the ground.

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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-08 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Orange?" Bruce says when he thinks about the cheese patting his fingers together nervously.


Clint doesn't frown even though he wants to, he's got more nerves then a four year old should have. He kind of misses the mediating relaxed Bruce.

"Well it's not called orange." Clint smiles, "There are different flavors of orange." Clint laughs.

"You wanna try a couple see what you want?" He asks.

"I want sharp cheddar myself, What are you going to have Matty." Clint smiles and Bruce laughs a little.

"Why does he call you Matty? My mommy calls me Brucey." He says still looking tense but relaxing a little. "Can she come here? Only here not my daddy." He says looking up at the two me trying to see if he can take advantage of this. He's always be smart.
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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-11 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Clint puts together the sandwiches for Matt to grill. Clint sighs not sure how much of Bruce's background Matt knows. But Clint had had a few good talks with Matt about their shared passed childhood experiences.

"Daddy was yelling at mommy again... I was hiding in the closet, mom told me when daddy smells funny and starts yelling to hide for awhile and she'll find me later." He frowns a little, "I'm not supposed to tell people that." He says frowning deeper.

Clint sighs and sits back down on the floor and puts his hands on Bruce's shoulders, "It's okay to tell Bruce, it really is... and nothing bad is going to happen because you told us." Clint promises.

"Its just going to take us awhile to get your mom here, a lot of sleeps, she wanted you someplace safe for the summer before school starts, she'll be here in a couple weeks."
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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-11 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Clint fills some bowls with the thick soup and takes them to the table.

Bruce helps with plates and napkins, and spoons, starting to feel a little more at ease.

"What do you two want to drink?" Clint asks opening the fridge.

"What can I have?" Bruce asks the nerves still in his voice.

"You can have milk, water, or we have root beer, and cherry coke."

"I can have soda?"

"A little..." Clint laughs.
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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-19 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Clint puts a can of cherry coke at Matt's spot facing the can the way Matt likes and pours Bruce a small cup of root beer and sets it where the boy will be sitting.

"You can't have a root beer float with dinner, but maybe after if your still hungry, and we can go get Ice cream tomorrow." Clint smiles grabbing himself a Dr. Pepper.

"Oh... okay." Bruce nods his curls bouncing a little, "Wait we can go out together tomorrow." he blinks his family hardly every goes out together.

"Yes, we can all go out together." Clint nods a little helping Bruce up into his seat.

He plates up the sandwiches when Matt's done cooking them and kissing the lawyer on the cheek.

"These smell great babe."

"You kiss like mommies and daddies..." Bruce says little eyebrows creeping up his face.
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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-19 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Clint grabs one of Matt's law books and puts it on the seat and grins a little.

"Yeah he's my boyfriend." Clint nods.

"So you're boys who love each other..." Bruce says and thinks about it for a moment, "Love is a nice feeling." He says and that's suddenly the end of it.

"That's a big book...." He says as Clint sets him down on top of it.

"It is Matty has lots of big books, because of his big brain..."

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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-19 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
"I want to be a scientist... I like science." Bruce says looking at the soup and sandwich, swinging his legs and letting them cool. "I like mixing things together too... I mixed blue and red play dough and it made purple."

"Wow looks like you got brains like Matty." Clint smiles cutting his then Bruce's sandwich in half.

"Mommy says I am very smart, I get to start school soon." He smiles starting to relax a little. He looks at Matt, "What's a lawyer do?"

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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-20 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce blinks a little and tries to puzzle out what Matt means.

Clint can almost see the wheels in his little head turning.

"So you help bad people..." Bruce says voice sounding scared.

"Everyone needs someone to help them some times, but if they are really really bad, Matty doesn't help them... sometimes people get in serious trouble for things they didn't do, and Matty mostly helps them."

"So like when Marco stole the candy off the teachers desk and said Bonnie did it, and Bonnie was in trouble, until I told Mrs. Gladstone that is was Marco?" Bruce asks.
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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-21 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I was called a tattle-tail... by Marco and he pushed me..." Bruce frowns and picks up his sandwich and takes a bite, and then another. "This is yummy..." He says and copies Clint by dipping it into the soup and taking a bite.

It's like the boy realized how hungry he was and is slowly munching away.

Clint smiles a little. "Glade you like it, this is one of our favorites too." He says breaking off a bite of sandwich and handing it to Lucky.

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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-22 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Lucky eats everything, even dog food, but not chocolate, we don't give him anything that is actually bad for him." Clint smiles dipping his sandwich in his soup and taking a bite.

Bruce copies Clint again and hums a little eating a bit more quickly like he's realizing how hungry he is.

"I want a dog, but dad says they are too much work..." He looks at Lucky and the dog puts his head in Bruce's lap, but not in his asking for food way.

"Well you can help Lucky out while you're here." Clint smiles.

There is a knock on the door, and because they are at the tower the door slides open and it Pepper with a few bags of clothes, and delivery guys.

"Oh good your feeding him." Pepper smiles warmly setting the bags on the coffee table.

"Figured we might as well make them comfortable.... you two can handle another right, I can't... I'm sorry..." That's when another dark haired boy comes in looking around.

"Are you my new Nanny's.... while mom and dad are in Europe?" The boy asks folding his arms across his chest.

"You can set the bunk bed up in the spare room..." Pepper says pointing.


"Look I'm sorry I can't, I have a company to run..." She says looking at Clint and Matt. "Jarvis says two and half weeks max..."
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[personal profile] nexttarget 2015-05-23 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I had to watch him, while shopping and planing cover stories." She says but she does sound a little apologetic.

Bruce looks at the other boy and blinks a little taking another sip of his soup. "He was in the science place with me..." He says to Clint.

"The lab, that's because you are both very smart boys, and are just going to hang out with us for a bit." He smiles but shoots a glare at Pepper, as he gets Tony a bowl of the soup.

"It's nice here..." Bruce says smiling at Tony, "They have a dog, and nice food, and no yelling."