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Fix Him	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 10084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Fix Him
Fandom: Avengers
Chapter: 44
Character: Avengers
Word count: 1,461
AN: Yes, I am behind on this and I'm SO SORRY. I was beyond exhausted on Monday and the last few days just have been nothing but BUSY. So here is this weeks chapter. Now, hopefully I'll go back to my normal schedule. :P
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The day after Christmas found most of the Avengers, minus Phil and Clint, in the common room apartment, working on setting everything up with the help of Phil’s mother, father and sisters. Maria had decided that since her son and, in her mind, son-in-law wasn’t going to make it to the main family gathering, she was going to bring the close family to him.
So far the men had tree up and ready along with the lights strung around while the women had been cooking up a storm to feed everyone. And all of it had been helped by Tony when Maria had called him to set everything up. The genius had jumped at the chance of having some of her rolls again, still trying to beg the recipe off of her.
She wasn’t budging but promised to make a huge batch before she went home so he could freeze the dough with the instructions and make them when he wanted them.
As it was, Tony was standing on a ladder, fiddling with a line of lights, making sure that the bulbs were all glowing for him before smiling happily and stepping down. Steve moved back and patted his shoulder as Pepper giggled and pressed against her brand new girlfriend, Natasha.
Tony and Pepper had split just after the second of December, both of them more interested in someone else but still close friends. Natasha understood the need that Pepper sometimes felt when she went to sleep with Tony and didn’t mind it happening as long as she knew about it happening. And sometimes could watch the two of them.
For the moment though, Tony was working on wooing his own partner, the ever shy but still strong Bruce Banner. It was adorable to Pepper really and made her smile as Tony helped the other scientist move the table so that it had enough room to hold everyone at the table. Chuckling, Pepper shook her head and stood up from where she was cuddling with her girlfriend, drawing the other woman to help in the kitchen with the rest of the gossiping females.
“So when is our friends to arrive here?” Thor asked as he moved the now empty boxes into the small bedroom that was mostly there to be used as storage when the apartment wasn’t in use.
“Soon,” Maria said, smiling as she pulled out a table cloth and had Bruce help her spread out over the table, Tony eying it with a hum.
“Old world. Hand created,” he said, humming softly as he stroked over the lace work. “Are you sure that you trust this rowdy group to keep it clean?” Tony asked, getting a soft smile from her.
“It has survived six generations of Coulsons. I think it will survive this,” Maria stated, nodding her head as she gave the rowdiest of the bunch a knowing look. Thor swore that he would behave the entire time and eat politely, a lesson that he had learned hard when they had gone to Thanksgiving at the Coulson house.
“I wouldn’t doubt it,” Tony chuckled and made a note to actually go to the house that his father had built and finally go through everything there. There was quite a bit from his mother and his father that he had never gone through, but seeing how close the Coulson was, he wanted to reconnect, in a way, to his roots. It was just a matter of getting the courage to do so.
Just as they finished setting the table, Phil and Clint walked into the apartment and blinked at the sight that greeted them. Everything was decked out in Christmas decorations with a giant fake tree and a fire place scene on the TV, candles creating a sweet smell under the scent of food cooking.
“The hell?” Phil cursed, shaking his head as he stared at his mother who snorted.
“Language, Phillip,” Maria scolded, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
“Sorry mother,” Phil husked, hugging her tightly before allowing his lover to get his own hug from her. “But what are you guys doing here? I thought you’d be home in Arizona.”
“Oh sweety, like we’re going to let you get away without a family Christmas dinner if we can help it,” Maria snorted, smiling at her child and stroking his cheek. “Now that you have a more solid place of living we’re going to come visit when we can and do holidays here even if it has to be the day after,” she promised, getting smiles from the two lovers.
“Thank you, mom,” Phil hummed, pulling his mother into a hug once more, smiling as she squeezed back just as hard.
“Come on, you two. We have some gifts that we couldn’t send to you because they’re so fragile,” she chuckled, drawing them into the living room area where everyone waited. Once hellos and hugs were given out, the women puttered back into the kitchen once more to continue working on dinner, starting breakfast while they were at it. Phil and Clint were both given rather large piles of presents that came from the rest of the family. They added several more books to their ever growing collection, several more gift cards to their favorite shopping and coffee places, along with a few electronic games that they had been wanting to pick up but had never done so for their gaming stations.
Everything was packed away into a few bags to take with them later while Phil and Clint sat in a corner as a movie played, entertaining everyone. Leaning into his lover, the archer chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
“Your mother is amazing,” he hummed, brushing his nose against the cheek that he had just kissed. Phil chuckled and laced their fingers together, nodding his head.
“She’s your mother now to, I hope you know that?” he teasingly asked, rubbing his nose into his lover’s hair, getting a poke into his side.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. As if I didn’t notice how she was treating me as if I was one of her many chicks and she was the mother hen,” Clint snorted, shaking his head with an amused smile on his lips. “But yes, I do know that and I’m feeling rather lucky that she likes me so much,” he hummed, Phil leaning down to steal a quick kiss from him.
“She does more than like you a lot. She’s starting to love you quite a bit, just as I love you,” Phil hummed. Clint flushed slightly, knowing that it wasn’t often that his usually strong lover was so vulnerable when his feelings but it seemed to come out at just the right time.
“I know. Love you to,” Clint chuckled softly, stealing another kiss from his lover. Sharing smiles, the archer hummed softly before standing up with a sudden thought. “I need to go save our apartment from the furry child first before we do anything,” he stated, rushing out of the common apartment and to the shared one next door with a muttered curse.
“Furry child?” Maria asked, Steve smiling as he dried a dish next to her.
“Westerfield. Clint went and convinced Phil to adopt a little ball of fluff that they called Westerfield,” Steve chuckled, moving to put away the dish and help finish drying the dishes.
“Oh, furry child,” Maria cooed happily, smiling sweetly as she moved back to continue cooking and planning on slipping the new puppy some bacon. It was a grandmother’s right to spoil her grandchildren after all, fuzzy and on four legs notwithstanding. Once Clint came back with said puppy, she cooed and stole him right out of his hands, cooing happily at him and hugging him close. “Oh but you are adorable,” she cooed, getting a happy puppy licking at her face.
Clint just looked at his smirking lover and shook his head. “Okay, that was…adorable and stuff but that was way to fluffy for me,” he stated, moving to sit down next to Phil and watch as the rest of the family got to know their little ball of fluff.
The rest of the dinner went off without a hitch. Westerfield was spoiled rotten while Phil and Clint smiled and hung out with friends and family. Thor behaved like a gentleman and helped Maria remove the one stain that came from Phil’s father and a bottle of wine getting knocked over when he tried to get up to use the bathroom.
Outside of that, Phil and Clint considered the day a success story, one during that they were happy to rest and relax during.
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