(ADULT) AVENGERS In case it wasn't clear with the differences in universes, I don't have children. But there's suddenly two of them. And one of them has been leading NYC's rag tag population alongside Captain American's son, and casually talking about cold winters, killer robots and what seems to be a distinct lack of food.
I'm torn between being proud and kicking my own ass. Or the other Clint's ass. I'm still unsure as to who would win. He's older than me, but I am currently still deaf. Natasha, if this ever happens, I'm counting on you to break it up.