Clint: Where are you?

Y/N: I’m with some strange person. In a car. Help.

Clint: I’ll call Natasha.

Natasha, answering her cell: Hello?

Clint: Where’s Y/N? They texted me that they were being kidnapped.

Natasha: Y/N? What do you mean? They're right next to me-

Natasha:

Y/N:

Natasha: I’ll call you back. *hangs up*

Natasha: THE NEW HAIRCUT ISN’T THAT BAD!

Bruce: Why do you guys look so sad?

Y/N: Sit down with us so we can tell you.

*Bruce sits down*