Avengers in a Chatroom!

Clintasha Baby

So this is it...the moment a lot of us have been waiting for. Clint and Natasha's baby is finally gonna be born. But will there be a surprise...? Read on >:)

[The Avengers are online]

[Loki is online]

Tony: Dang Clint! Your pants are totally making scratches on my Iron Man suit! What the hell is it made of?

Clint: YOUR MOM'S CHEST HAIR

Bruce: We're almost at the hostpital!

Steve: Tony...

Tony: What?!

Steve: I may have thrown up on your boot

Loki: Ew

Tony: Ugh

Bruce: WE'RE HERE!!!!!!

Clint: SHE'S IN ROOM 6A!!

Loki: Does anyone else find that extremely odd?

Steve: WHAT?

Loki: Well think about it! 6A...there are six avengers-

Bruce: WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS FUCKERY WE HAVE TO SEE A CLINTASHA BABY BE BORN

[Natasha is online]

Natasha: Well it's about TIME you guys showed up!

Clint: TASHA! Oh thank God!

Tony: I thought you were in labor Nat...

Natasha: Um I am...

Bruce: So why aren't you like...screaming and withering in agony?

Steve: Isn't pushing something the size of a football out of your HooHa supposed to hurt ...?

Natasha: Oh yeah I suppose...but I've felt so much pain in my life already that this is NOTHING compared to other things I've dealt with

Loki: That somehow made you hotter

Clint: Watch it Daddy's Second Favorite!

Loki: Ouch...you'll pay for that!

[Thor is online]

Thor: AM I LATE?! HAVE I MISSED THE BIRTH?

Tony: ....Thor?

Steve: Why are you wearing a nurse outfit

Thor: THEY WOULDN'T LET ME IN SO I HAD TO SNEAK IN

Bruce: You know you could've just said you're an Avenger...

Loki: Lol how the hell did I get in then?

Tony: The nurse thought you were Tom Hiddleson

Natasha: OOOF! I feel her!

Clint: Alright I'm gonna check-*faints*

Natasha: Ugh....pussy....

Thor: BIRTH IS A BEAUTIFUL THING! I shall go eat all the food in the cafeteria now...

[Thor has logged off]

Natasha: WELP...she's got my karate skills...

Steve: You know this never gets old

Bruce: Yeah...it always makes you wanna just...vomit...vomit rainbows

Tony: Can someone wake up Clint? He's laying right under the gun that's on the little table stand

Clint: Wha-what? Where am I?

Natasha: At the hospital where I'm about to push your little baby bird out of my vagina