#towardstheproblems

“I do and the body count is impressive. You should try it yourself.”

“I am sure it is quite impressive. You are like a god to them. I could do that but I like a little more chase.”

“Is everything alright? You look heated up. Are you feverish? I do have some ointments that might help.”

“i am fine. it’s just this heat wave and ehm... yeah no.. no ointments needed, really. maybe a quick swim will help, so i think i might do that. yeah, that sounds like a good idea.”

           The LAST thing Natasha remembered was Clint´s face as she fell. She didn´t remember the pain that came with hitting the ground or...dying. Only that she WASN´T dead. 

           Unless death was her being eternally DOOMED to wander around the compound with all of her friends still around. And that theory vaporized itself into thin air when she was hugged tightly by Clint upon first sight. 

So she wasn´t DEAD.

          That was good. They had explained to her how they had ended up defeating Thanos, though nobody really had any sort of explanation as to why she was alive. Though nobody was COMPLAINING. 

        When Natasha heard about Thor, however, nothing could keep her in bed. Not even Tony complaining about wanting to run some more tests. So she made her way towards the room they had put him in, softly knocking against the door before opening it and stepping into the room.

“Although my skin is rather thick and I’m fast, this is not something I would enjoy testing. I still can be harmed, after all. And I do prefer dodging.”

“I’m fine,” he muttered under his breath, ignoring the red droplets falling on the ground. “They deserve a grim reminder of what will happen for such transgression. Resting will come later.”