WASP.

“I hope you’re talking metaphorically and not literally. I hate bugs.”

“Spiders that don’t belong in this reality.”

“Okay, so I’m not crazy, there are like three Peter Parkers running around?.” 

“I guess insect code names are pretty popular. That or our entire reality as we know it is falling apart.”

“Hank Pym?” Jemma asked. “He is a fascinating man… I saw him speak once at a guest lecture.”  

“I’m half expecting to meet another me sometime soon. It’s all starting to get out of hand.”

“Clones are in, apparently.” Clint smiled before turning his head towards Hope and raising an eyebrow. “I was hoping Hank was in?”

As much as everyone liked to poke fun at Scott, Hope was right. He was a huge help during everything with Thanos and helped out with all of the time travel. It couldn’t have been done without him. Even if Scott was one of the goofiest people Clint had ever met. “You’ve never seen suction cups used to climb walls? This way I can just keep them on hand.”

“I remember that. As far as I know no one’s really left Pleasant Hill as what S.H.I.E.L.D. made us, thank God. I’d still be a cheerleader.” Cindy smiled generously at the offer, honestly considering it. “I might have to take you up on that. I can do overt optimism. Better than overt pessimism, right?”

“No need to Hope. You’re pretty kickass.” Daisy tried to joke around and make a pun, but it fell a little flat and she awkwardly chuckled it off before continuing. “That’s always the most dangerous kind of genius, huh?”

“I guess you could group it into insects. Well… maybe not because spiders are arachnids. Bugs?”

“And here I thought you guys really cared about the public.” Felicia snarked, rolling her eyes as she punched into the glass and broke it, not having the patience anymore as she grabbed the candy bar she paid for, along with a couple of other snacks as collateral for the trouble. 

“Nope, stop right there. Before you say anything— this is just as confusing for me as it is for you. Scratch that— this is way more confusing for me. So just- don’t say anything stupid, alright?”

“you see, history is much more fascinating than you’d expect it to be.”

“And you guys still let him use that suit?” Clint joked, chuckling softly as he examined the arrows a bit more and nodded to himself. “No worries anyways, these are suction tip arrows.” He pointed out before leaning back a bit more in his seat.