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[ The feed starts to play with blurs of colour, the image shaky and the audio muffled sounds of movement and scrabbling with the faintest clip-clop of tiny feet on hardwood flooring and energetic whimpering.

But it stops when there's a heavy thud as the device clearly falls from a slight distance, the screen turning black momentarily from the impact, and then settling on the ceiling above, catching sight of a bouncy husky puppy attempting to clamber up onto a couch with a jacket hanging over the edge where it's pulled it down visible at the edge of the screen.

There's the sound of human footfalls carrying closer, and a soft, amused chuckle as a Clint-shaped shadow casts over the view. ]

You've barely been here an hour and already you're trashing the place. Can't get up? [ He sounds more fond than put out, and he crouches down to push the panting puppy up from below, allowing the pretence that it managed it itself. ] Don't worry, Tasha'll probably think it's me. Taking one for the team, right?

[ Foot kicking the device as he straightens up, Clint scoops up the device and groans when he realises it's recording. ]

So much for being discrete.

[ Private to Natasha ]

Surprise?

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It seems like everyone but me can fly these days.

[ The mock bitterness is just that; he's quite happy being the 'hero' without powers, knowing he pushes himself harder than anyone else and makes sure he's still good enough. ] We need a middle ground. How're you with video games?

[She's quite happy not being the hero, just being half in love with one.]

Absolute rubbish, actually. Same goes for cooking, so don't suggest that next. I'm really not very good at a lot of things.

[False. Modesty.]

[ Sometimes it's easier not to be the one the weight of the world is solely on, and other times it's ten times harder to keep up, but worth it all the same. But at least they do their part and fight for what they believe in. ]

Cooking's the last thing I suggest. Warming soup up I can do, but toast and pasta? Pushing it.

[ He looks at her false modesty and shakes his head fondly. ] Liar.

[Just as important is being the one at their back when the world is a little too heavy. Then Ginny grins, amused at being caught in the lie.]

Bollocks. I told you I wasn't good at much of anything.

Emphasis on much?

[ Humming thoughtfully. ] Between the two of us, there's got to be something. Besides cooking classes. It's safer to leave that alone.

Maybe there isn't. Maybe we're just horrifically suited to being friends.

[But the way she's laughing while she says that proves otherwise, surely.]

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