(Sorry, but I want to point out that I did refrain from actually using that phrase in the text itself)
Somewhere in my head, there's a fic just waiting to be born where Clint and Natasha are walking through the bazaar in Istanbul, a little bruised and battered from the time they had to rescue Steve Rogers from the reinstated HYDRA cell there, and Clint sees the fez and is like, "We have to get this," ignoring Natasha's protests that it is way too small for either of them and they've got enough clothes on hand for when the Avengers get shrunk to child-sized ages, thank-you-very-much (it happens more regularly than they want to admit). She doesn't get that it's for Dummy until she turns and sees the robot wearing said fez, and then it takes everything Natasha has not to laugh.
Thank you for the comment! Sorry for the random headcanon I just blurted out to you.
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Date: 2012-10-19 02:49 pm (UTC)(Sorry, but I want to point out that I did refrain from actually using that phrase in the text itself)
Somewhere in my head, there's a fic just waiting to be born where Clint and Natasha are walking through the bazaar in Istanbul, a little bruised and battered from the time they had to rescue Steve Rogers from the reinstated HYDRA cell there, and Clint sees the fez and is like, "We have to get this," ignoring Natasha's protests that it is way too small for either of them and they've got enough clothes on hand for when the Avengers get shrunk to child-sized ages, thank-you-very-much (it happens more regularly than they want to admit). She doesn't get that it's for Dummy until she turns and sees the robot wearing said fez, and then it takes everything Natasha has not to laugh.
Thank you for the comment! Sorry for the random headcanon I just blurted out to you.