Atlas Gym, Saturday

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Clint had settled down some after the shock of this morning, and had headed to the gym to test the limits of this new and hopefully temporary body. He'd gotten a few snickers from some of the early morning regulars, but for the most part, people seemed to just be going with it. Clint wasn't sure how long he'd have to be on the island to reach that point, but he wasn't there yet, and if he'd started his day by going at the punching bag, well, it was totally helpful for knowing how strong he was at the moment, really.

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[throughaphase]

Kitty, normally being a girl and not having heard any telltale screaming from her apartment this morning, had absolutely no idea anything was going on today.

Which was why when she was there for a totally normal workout, she settled for giving the woman a little smile as she passed by, because she was friendly like that. And she didn't know any better.

[so_hawkward]

Oh, of course Kitty needed to come in today. Clint's day would be far too easy if he got to work out in peace. He managed a small smile in return, and then moved to try to put the punching bag between himself and Kitty. Maybe he'd be less noticeable that way.

[throughaphase]

What was the fun in that, Clint? What was the fun in that.

"Do you need someone to hold that for you?" she offered. Maybe that movement had been some kind of sign!

[so_hawkward]

"No, no, I'm good," Clint said quickly. "I don't want to... you know, disturb your workout or whatever."

[throughaphase]

"Oh, it's no problem. I haven't really started yet," Kitty assured... him.

[so_hawkward]

"Well, you should get started. You don't know what this place might decide to throw at you today." Listen to the voice of current experience, Kitty.

[throughaphase]

"Like what?" Considering the subject of Fandom weirdness had come up literally just yesterday, there might have even been a hint of wariness there, too.

[so_hawkward]

"Like, I don't know, maybe waking up in the wrong body?" Clint suggested. "Or something even stranger." He gave the bag a quick punch, and was pleased that he at least had some strength in him.

[throughaphase]

Considering the time of day and the apparent need to hit things, Kitty felt okay making an assumption here. "Let me guess what happened to you today."

She had not, however, tried to assume who it was. Because that would be rude.

[so_hawkward]

"Very good guess, especially since it didn't happen to everyone," Clint said with a sigh. He knew he should probably come clean and tell Kitty what happened, but there was a small part of him still hoping she didn't have to know and laugh at him.

[throughaphase]

"Sooo... what do you normally look like?" she asked, trying to figure out if she knew this person now.

[so_hawkward]

Clint sighed and positioned himself a little behind the bag again. "Normally? I look a lot more attractive. To you, at least."

[throughaphase]

Kitty stared for a moment as that sank in, and she was still left with, "Oh my god. Clint?"

[so_hawkward]

Oh god, maybe he should have just lied and hoped she wouldn't find out about it. "Yeah, hi," he said. "I think I liked being grape-flavored better. Assuming this is an island thing and not a Loki thing, which I'm still not sure about."

[throughaphase]

"It's an island thing. Someone brought it up yesterday, even." Which was how Priestly would be forever blamed for this. She considered him for a moment, saying, "You're still hot."

[so_hawkward]

Clint couldn't help but smile softly at that. "Thanks. That's nice of you to say. I do have kind of an awesome rack," he admitted. "If this is an island thing, does that mean it's happened before? I missed the memo on that, clearly."

[throughaphase]

"Yeah. Not to me- yet-" And was that ever going to be a tough day. "But it happens. Just like how people turn into ponies or five. I swear you'll wake up with all the right parts on Monday." It would suck if this was the one time Fandom bucked tradition.

[so_hawkward]

"I'd better. I'm awfully fond of those parts," Clint said, trying to sound teasing. "Thank you for not laughing. I wasn't sure what you'd think."

[throughaphase]

"I'll have you know that I am a supportive girlfriend who wouldn't dream of laughing when you don't seem really thrilled about it," she asured him.. "Especially with the possibility of payback in the future."

[so_hawkward]

It was entirely possible that this weirdness was totally worth hearing the word "girlfriend" come out of Kitty's mouth, but that was a thought that Clint would never voice out loud. "I won't laugh if and when this happens to you either," he promised, before his eyes went a little wide. "Oh god, I'd better warn Natasha too."

[throughaphase]

Kitty managed not to smile too much at how that might go. "Has she seen you?"

[so_hawkward]

"Yeah, I was a little... uh, loud when I woke up," Clint said. "She didn't believe it was me at first and I almost got shot." Did that sound worse than it was? He really hoped not.

[throughaphase]

It did, a little. "Okay, no, no shooting," she said, eyes a little wide.

[so_hawkward]

"She's very defensive," Clint explained. "Of me, I mean. She thought something might have happened to me and... well, she's pretty much always armed, even at home."

[throughaphase]

"You guys might want to work out some sort of system for weekends like this," Kitty suggested. "'The gun doesn't come out unless such and such happens' or whatever, because having weapons drawn first thing in the morning might get tiring."

[so_hawkward]

"I didn't think there'd be weekends like this. My imagination can only stretch so far," Clint complained. "You're sure this is going to go away? For real?"

[throughaphase]

"Yep," she said, even moving to go in for a quick hug. Even when there were completely different bodies involved, Kitty tended towards the affectionate. "I've been a pony and a mermaid and I'm completely cured of those things, right?"

[so_hawkward]

The hug was really nice, and Clint had to admit, it made him feel a little better. "Yeah, you are, although I don't think I heard the mermaid story."

[throughaphase]

Kitty sighed, but considering he had boobs now, she could share about her tail. "I woke up a completely different person for the weekend, where anytime water touched me, I grew a tail and fell over."

[so_hawkward]

Clint put his hand over his mouth, but he couldn't fully hide his giggling. "That sounds uncomfortable," he said. "I'm really glad you got better from that, and let's hope that's not something in my future, yeah?"

[throughaphase]

"If you turn into a mermaid, I warn you now, I will probably laugh a lot." Only a little, really.

[so_hawkward]

"No. No no no. One bit of insanity at a time, thanks," Clint said quickly.

[throughaphase]

"How about this," Kitty said. "I take the next bout of insanity? Keep things even."

[so_hawkward]

"That seems fair," Clint agreed easily. "And I'll be supportive, I promise."

[throughaphase]

"I'm gonna remember you said that," she teased.

[so_hawkward]

"I'm good at keeping my promises," Clint assured her. "And being supportive is a very boyfriendly thing to do."

Okay, maybe the word 'boyfriend' was a little more amusing now than it should have been.

[throughaphase]

That would be why Kitty was trying to hide a smirk there. "So, in the name of being supportive, is there anything I can do to make this easier?"

[so_hawkward]

"Well, if you want to throw another hug my way, I probably wouldn't complain," Clint attempted to say smoothly. "It's interesting how it feels from here."

[throughaphase]

Hugging Clint was never a hardship, so Kitty was happy to do so now. "Obviously there should be some comparing and contrasting of hugs when you're back to your normal self again," she said. She did sort of miss the normal feel of him there.

[so_hawkward]

"If you're trying to get more hugs out of me at a future time, you should know that your tactics are totally working," Clint teased. "Which may or may not have to do with me being easy, I can't say."

[throughaphase]

"I'm okay with you being easy," Kitty pointed out.