Clint Barton (
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fandomtownies2015-09-05 11:37 am
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Atlas Gym, Saturday
Clint had listened to Tony's radio, and certainly noticed there was more than one of him - ah, the stuff of nightmares - but somehow that hadn't translated to anything in Clint's head until he got to the gym and noticed there were a lot more people than usual, and he didn't recognize most of them.
"Oh, it's one of those weekends," he muttered, shaking his head and moving behind the main desk. Hopefully, more people wouldn't turn into more complaints, and he could do his paperwork in relative peace.
"Oh, it's one of those weekends," he muttered, shaking his head and moving behind the main desk. Hopefully, more people wouldn't turn into more complaints, and he could do his paperwork in relative peace.

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"Barton. Nice to see you're still around," Coulson said. Take THAT, paperwork.
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"Probably."
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"Yes sir, you said nothing. Especially about how it would be wrong to give Nat and I better assignments," he said with a smirk, before shaking his head. "It's all right, I get it. There are like, five Tony Starks running around right now - different timelines are a thing I can grasp, as long as you're doing okay."
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