If This is Wednesday, It Must Be Texarkana by Ninjababe

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Part 3/?

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"Aren't you done yet?" Clint yelled toward the closed bathroom door.

"No!" Natasha yelled back. "Stop asking every three minutes!"

Rolling his eyes, Clint moved his duffle bag to the other side of the bed and grabbed the TV remote as he sat down. Leaning against the backboard, he started to flip channels.

"Is torture, then chain me..."

click

"Gagged, and left in a cave that vampires..."

click

"Like you did on the shores of Lake..."

click

"Do nothing while Stonehenge destroys..."

click

"The break, Tony Stark ..."

click

"I just love the smell of C4 in..."

click

"Saws! One circumcision was..."

Clint blinked at the TV. "Wait a minute. Did she say Stark?" he muttered while flipping back to the channel he had passed.

The commercial break ended to show an overly made-up blonde woman smiling. "Welcome back to Star TV. I'm Rider Prunil. It seems Tony Stark has dumped his former assistant, now CEO of Stark Industries, Pepper Potts, and now has a new love interest! One that's interested in America's history. Here's a photo taken in downtown Philadelphia yesterday of the two entering Independence Hall. The woman in the photo has not been officially identified, but sources say she was, recently, also Mr. Stark's personal assistant."

Grinning madly at the grainy picture of Tony holding the door for Natasha, Clint grabbed the laptop case from the other bed.

The reporter smiled slightly and continued. "Unfortunately, we have no other information to go with this. Yet." After a brief pause, her smile widened. "We hope to have more for you next episode. Until then, keep those pictures and celeb spotting reports coming in!"

Clicking the TV off, Clint logged into the wifi of the hotel and started searching for more information on the current 'Stark scandal'.

Ten minutes later, Natasha opened the bathroom door. "There. I'm done. Ready to leave and start another wonderful day?" she asked sarcastically.

"Uh huh," he replied with a broad grin before showing Natasha the computer screen.

After quickly reading the headline and first paragraph of the article, she also grinned. "What room is he in?"

"We're meeting them by the car," Clint replied as put down the lap top and got up. Slinging his duffel bag across his back, he picked the laptop back up and followed Natasha from the room.

"Finally!" Tony exclaimed as he threw his hands into the air. "What took you guys so long?"

"We were following up on a potential mission breach," Natasha replied with a straight face.

"What?" Steve asked, concerned.

Clint put the laptop onto the hood of their mini-van and turned it around. "This was mentioned on TV as well."

The four men who hadn't seen the webpage yet huddled around the laptop.

"What?!" Tony squawked as he stared in horror at the grainy picture of them in Philadelphia.

"Why am I the new assistant?" Bruce asked, perplexed at the article.

"Probably because you don't look to be bodyguard material," Clint pointed out helpfully. "And, since Tasha here stole Tony from Pepper, she'd make sure the next assistant wouldn't be a threat."

"Damn right I would," Natasha said with a grin.

"Why would I guard Tony's body?" Thor asked, perplexed. "And, why would he need three guards?"

"The reporters don't know what the sighting of us means, so they drew their own conclusions," Clint pointed out.

"I need to call Pepper," Tony said while silently demanding the cellphone from Natasha.

"No you don't," Natasha replied as she moved around their vehicle to open the side door. "She knew what sort of trip you'd be on."

Steve shook his head as he got into the front passenger's seat. "Let's get going."

Grinning, Clint quickly put the laptop away and placed his luggage in the back of the van before moving to the side and climbing in as Bruce started the van.

The silence in the vehicle was broken by a tinny female voice saying 'text message!'.

"Who would be texting us?" Natasha asked as she pulled out the burner phone they had been given for this trip. "Director Fury would just call if it was an emergency." After reading the message, she turned to Thor. "Who would be texting you?"

"I'm sorry?" Thor asked, confused.

Natasha glanced at the cellphone screen again. "The message. It's says, 'Thor: Debasing yourself as a bodyguard? Really!' with a dash L after it."

Thor looked slightly embarrassed. "I really wish Loki would mind his own business."

"LOKI!" was shouted from multiple voices in the mini-van.

"Call Fury now Tasha," Clint stated.

Natasha nodded. "Yes, I think I better. If Loki's loose...."

"No!" Thor exclaimed. "It's not like that."

"Explain," Steve ground out as he glared at Thor while Bruce pulled over to the side of the road.

Thor ran a hand through his hair. "Your people were not the only ones compromised, I believe is your turn of phrase. The Chitauri found Loki after he fell from Asgard. They... meddled."

"So, he goes free? Just like that?" Clint growled.

"Umm... Clint...." Bruce stated, giving Clint a pointed look.

"He is not free. He is supervised at all times until the Allfather can decide his full punishment. He will not attack this planet or its people," Thor replied.

Natasha shook her head. "And if he escapes?"

Thor nodded. "He is under the watch of Heimdall. He is currently the only thing Heimdall watches. He will not escape."

"So, this Heimdall is a good watcher?" Tony asked tensely.

"He can see into this realm from Asgard and watch your insects build a hive if he wished," Thor stated.

Natasha started to press buttons on the cellphone. "I still have to report this."

Thor sighed. "Of course."

After a few minutes of conversation, Natasha closed the phone.

"Well?" Steve asked.

"He's taken the information under advisement," Natasha replied before taking a deep breath. "He says to continue our mission, but give him daily, informal reports via email unless it's urgent."

Bruce nodded. "Alright then." Turning back around, he re-started the vehicle and pulled back into traffic.

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"Why white?" Tony grumbled over the big band music playing. "And, Steve, pick something at least from the last fifty years!"

"It's my turn for music, I want this," Steve replied hotly.

"What are you complaining about white for, anyway?" Bruce asked as he glanced at Tony through the rear-view mirror.

"The mini-van," Tony stated. "I know why it has to be a vehicle like this. Six of us wouldn't fit comfortably in anything smaller. But, why white? Why couldn't he have picked red, or even black?"

Clint raised an eyebrow. "You want a more manly mini-van?"

"Yes!" Tony exclaimed. "I want a manly mini-van."

Thor snorted and Natasha started to giggle.

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"Want me to take a turn?" Steve asked Bruce, gesturing toward the steering wheel.

"Sure, if you want." Bruce replied. At the next exit, he pulled into a gas station.

The six wandered through the convenience store, stretching their legs. After purchasing their new snacks, they got back into the mini-van with Steve driving.

"I did not realize coffee came in such a gamut of choices!" Thor exclaimed before slurping his frozen coffee drink.

Clint looked wide eyed as he asked Natasha, "How many of those has he had?"

"He gets one at every stop," Natasha replied, "Can Asgardians get hyper?"

"I guess we'll find out," Steve sighed.

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"Umm... Steve?" Thor asked from the front passenger seat.

"Yes?" Steve replied.

"No one requested a restroom, and we do not need gas. Why are we leaving the current road?"

"We are?" Bruce asked, looking up from the sketch pad he was doodling on. Seeing the distraction, Tony grabbed the pad and examined the page.

"I found a museum I want to visit," Steve replied. "Saw the brochure for it in the hotel last night and memorized the directions. It'll take a few hours out of our trip, but it's what I want to see."

"Sure... We can do that. Which museum?" Clint asked.

Steve slowed down for a stop light. "Fayetteville, North Carolina is home of the 82nd Airborne Division Museum. It looked interesting."

"Hey! Stop messing up my notes!" Bruce exclaimed, having noticed Tony had taken the sketch pad and was now scribbling on it.

"I'm not messing it up," Tony replied haughtily. "I'm fixing it."

Natasha sighed and shook her head.

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End Part 3

Chapter End Notes:

Notes: All quotations during Clint's TV clicking are quotes from real movies and TV shows.

All locations visited by the Avengers are factual. Just in case you want to visit.

And, yes, that's my view of Loki in the movie... His turn of phrase, saying that Thor threw him out, took his rightful throne... And, the Other talking about pain if Loki didn't give the Chitauri the tesseract... Little things like that.

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If This is Wednesday, It Must Be Texarkana by Ninjababe [Reviews - 6] Chapter or Story Table of Contents - Text Size + Part 3/? ===== "Aren't you done yet?" Clint yelled toward the closed bathroom door. "No!" Natasha yelled back. "Stop asking every three minutes!" Rolling his eyes, Clint moved his duffle bag to the other side of the bed and grabbed the TV remote as he sat down. Leaning against the backboard, he started to flip channels. "Is torture, then chain me..." click "Gagged, and left in a cave that vampires..." click "Like you did on the shores of Lake..." click "Do nothing while Stonehenge destroys..." click "The break, Tony Stark ..." click "I just love the smell of C4 in..." click "Saws! One circumcision was..." Clint blinked at the TV. "Wait a minute. Did she say Stark?" he muttered while flipping back to the channel he had passed. The commercial break ended to show an overly made-up blonde woman smiling. "Welcome back to Star TV. I'm Rider Prunil. It seems Tony Stark has dumped his former assistant, now CEO of Stark Industries, Pepper Potts, and now has a new love interest! One that's interested in America's history. Here's a photo taken in downtown Philadelphia yesterday of the two entering Independence Hall. The woman in the photo has not been officially identified, but sources say she was, recently, also Mr. Stark's personal assistant." Grinning madly at the grainy picture of Tony holding the door for Natasha, Clint grabbed the laptop case from the other bed. The reporter smiled slightly and continued. "Unfortunately, we have no other information to go with this. Yet." After a brief pause, her smile widened. "We hope to have more for you next episode. Until then, keep those pictures and celeb spotting reports coming in!" Clicking the TV off, Clint logged into the wifi of the hotel and started searching for more information on the current 'Stark scandal'. Ten minutes later, Natasha opened the bathroom door. "There. I'm done. Ready to leave and start another wonderful day?" she asked sarcastically. "Uh huh," he replied with a broad grin before showing Natasha the computer screen. After quickly reading the headline and first paragraph of the article, she also grinned. "What room is he in?" "We're meeting them by the car," Clint replied as put down the lap top and got up. Slinging his duffel bag across his back, he picked the laptop back up and followed Natasha from the room. "Finally!" Tony exclaimed as he threw his hands into the air. "What took you guys so long?" "We were following up on a potential mission breach," Natasha replied with a straight face. "What?" Steve asked, concerned. Clint put the laptop onto the hood of their mini-van and turned it around. "This was mentioned on TV as well." The four men who hadn't seen the webpage yet huddled around the laptop. "What?!" Tony squawked as he stared in horror at the grainy picture of them in Philadelphia. "Why am I the new assistant?" Bruce asked, perplexed at the article. "Probably because you don't look to be bodyguard material," Clint pointed out helpfully. "And, since Tasha here stole Tony from Pepper, she'd make sure the next assistant wouldn't be a threat." "Damn right I would," Natasha said with a grin. "Why would I guard Tony's body?" Thor asked, perplexed. "And, why would he need three guards?" "The reporters don't know what the sighting of us means, so they drew their own conclusions," Clint pointed out. "I need to call Pepper," Tony said while silently demanding the cellphone from Natasha. "No you don't," Natasha replied as she moved around their vehicle to open the side door. "She knew what sort of trip you'd be on." Steve shook his head as he got into the front passenger's seat. "Let's get going." Grinning, Clint quickly put the laptop away and placed his luggage in the back of the van before moving to the side and climbing in as Bruce started the van. The silence in the vehicle was broken by a tinny female voice saying 'text message!'. "Who would be texting us?" Natasha asked as she pulled out the burner phone they had been given for this trip. "Director Fury would just call if it was an emergency." After reading the message, she turned to Thor. "Who would be texting you?" "I'm sorry?" Thor asked, confused. Natasha glanced at the cellphone screen again. "The message. It's says, 'Thor: Debasing yourself as a bodyguard? Really!' with a dash L after it." Thor looked slightly embarrassed. "I really wish Loki would mind his own business." "LOKI!" was shouted from multiple voices in the mini-van. "Call Fury now Tasha," Clint stated. Natasha nodded. "Yes, I think I better. If Loki's loose...." "No!" Thor exclaimed. "It's not like that." "Explain," Steve ground out as he glared at Thor while Bruce pulled over to the side of the road. Thor ran a hand through his hair. "Your people were not the only ones compromised, I believe is your turn of phrase. The Chitauri found Loki after he fell from Asgard. They... meddled." "So, he goes free? Just like that?" Clint growled. "Umm... Clint...." Bruce stated, giving Clint a pointed look. "He is not free. He is supervised at all times until the Allfather can decide his full punishment. He will not attack this planet or its people," Thor replied. Natasha shook her head. "And if he escapes?" Thor nodded. "He is under the watch of Heimdall. He is currently the only thing Heimdall watches. He will not escape." "So, this Heimdall is a good watcher?" Tony asked tensely. "He can see into this realm from Asgard and watch your insects build a hive if he wished," Thor stated. Natasha started to press buttons on the cellphone. "I still have to report this." Thor sighed. "Of course." After a few minutes of conversation, Natasha closed the phone. "Well?" Steve asked. "He's taken the information under advisement," Natasha replied before taking a deep breath. "He says to continue our mission, but give him daily, informal reports via email unless it's urgent." Bruce nodded. "Alright then." Turning back around, he re-started the vehicle and pulled back into traffic. ===== "Why white?" Tony grumbled over the big band music playing. "And, Steve, pick something at least from the last fifty years!" "It's my turn for music, I want this," Steve replied hotly. "What are you complaining about white for, anyway?" Bruce asked as he glanced at Tony through the rear-view mirror. "The mini-van," Tony stated. "I know why it has to be a vehicle like this. Six of us wouldn't fit comfortably in anything smaller. But, why white? Why couldn't he have picked red, or even black?" Clint raised an eyebrow. "You want a more manly mini-van?" "Yes!" Tony exclaimed. "I want a manly mini-van." Thor snorted and Natasha started to giggle. ===== "Want me to take a turn?" Steve asked Bruce, gesturing toward the steering wheel. "Sure, if you want." Bruce replied. At the next exit, he pulled into a gas station. The six wandered through the convenience store, stretching their legs. After purchasing their new snacks, they got back into the mini-van with Steve driving. "I did not realize coffee came in such a gamut of choices!" Thor exclaimed before slurping his frozen coffee drink. Clint looked wide eyed as he asked Natasha, "How many of those has he had?" "He gets one at every stop," Natasha replied, "Can Asgardians get hyper?" "I guess we'll find out," Steve sighed. ===== "Umm... Steve?" Thor asked from the front passenger seat. "Yes?" Steve replied. "No one requested a restroom, and we do not need gas. Why are we leaving the current road?" "We are?" Bruce asked, looking up from the sketch pad he was doodling on. Seeing the distraction, Tony grabbed the pad and examined the page. "I found a museum I want to visit," Steve replied. "Saw the brochure for it in the hotel last night and memorized the directions. It'll take a few hours out of our trip, but it's what I want to see." "Sure... We can do that. Which museum?" Clint asked. Steve slowed down for a stop light. "Fayetteville, North Carolina is home of the 82nd Airborne Division Museum. It looked interesting." "Hey! Stop messing up my notes!" Bruce exclaimed, having noticed Tony had taken the sketch pad and was now scribbling on it. "I'm not messing it up," Tony replied haughtily. "I'm fixing it." Natasha sighed and shook her head. ===== End Part 3 Chapter End Notes: Notes: All quotations during Clint's TV clicking are quotes from real movies and TV shows. All locations visited by the Avengers are factual. Just in case you want to visit. And, yes, that's my view of Loki in the movie... His turn of phrase, saying that Thor threw him out, took his rightful throne... And, the Other talking about pain if Loki didn't give the Chitauri the tesseract... 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