the little sparrow

“You can pick everything, if you wanna, baby.” 

           “---I mean not everything since me pickin’ would mean I get          to finish work and go train, so really it’s pick and you approve.         Cajun and ice skatin’? Haven’t had that in a while.”

“Nope. No computers! I said no computers, I mean no damn  computers. Like… Go out some place and do something. We  could go to the park and you can watch me fall flat on my ass  ice skating. I– You clearly do not listen to me on missions, I  talk a lot of shit over the comms. Aw Echo! Come on! Take a  night off for once! Screw trainin’!” 

          “Do I get to pick dinner?”

                   “---I can, yeah, if that’s what you’d like.                  I could go for a few rounds considerin’ I got tonight and then                  it’s back to work I go. You deserve a vacation, though.”

“Not with computers but with video games, correct? And let’s be honest, darlin’, you don’t get much done when it comes to logs. I get the logs done so I don’t have to do paperwork for the both of us. ‘Sides, got trainin’ to do. Can’t be out late.”

“And theres your Christmas present planned.” She said laughing lightly as she leaned closer, watching her savour the drink, grinning lightly as she offered her hand lightly for the other girl to slap. “Whatever it is, I will delete any evidence if I have to.” 

“Ain’t I a lucky gal.” And she was. It was nice to just be here, especially with Natasha. It’d been a long time, a near eon it felt; to just smile with some drinks in hand made life that much sweeter. Slapping the woman’s hand, Echo gave it a light squeeze before dropping her arm. “I gotta come up with a cute nickname for myself. Avengers or not, it’s kind of lame y’all get codenames and I’m stuck with a hyphenated last name or the ever -popular bitch.”

“I vow..right here and now that I will keep your house safe so that you can have a fun time with the rest of us. Anyone looks like they’re going to break anything I will go all Black Widow on them.” 

But she can’t say no. Taking another gulp of beer, she holds up a hand in surrender and sighs. “Okay, okay. I’ll just have you know that I haven’t been drunk since meetin’ Barnes, so I can’t say what’s gonna happen.”

“Well look who finally showed up.           ----Nice to see you, Tony, but we aren’t havin’ a rave.”

“You telling me that I lost my best partner in crime? That I have to face these boys alone because you consider yourself boring…tsk tsk Echo.”

“You’re makin’ me feel bad, Agent Romanoff, but the peer pressure’s working. If we can kick out the babies around eleven, I can surely have a little.”

“Hmm, no fights... it’s been a dream.” But she doesn’t stall with handing over her second beer, nodding at the bottle for him to take. “So what’s new, Captain? Lay it on me, it’s been a while for a solo talk.”

“Honey, why do you think I brought a flask, no offense to your moon and stars but until Thor shows up with his magic mead I think I’m going to reveal in the taste of disgusting combinations until I have as almost a memorable time as Saint Patties day…something I still distraught over not having you accompany me for, we could give anyone a run for their money.” 

“Haven’t you heard? I’m boring now, in every sense of the word. I ain’t gonna even touch magic mead. Tried it once and now I know my limit.”

“Honestly? I’m just hoping the damn roof doesn’t catch on fire. So far we’re in the clearing. Not used to so many people all willy-nilly at my place.”