Semi-Creepy Mansion | Monday Morning

[robinonadderall]

The pizza had been eaten, there might have been a child or two traumatized by Stiles' choice in movies but at least there hadn't been any injuries despite the fact it was a bunch of children inside the creeper mansion. All in all it was a pretty successful sleepover for one that Stiles was half-responsible for.

Sadly now there was a bunch of adults and one teenager to deal with a morning after. Surely this won't be awkward. Or painful. Derek was involved so it might end up being painful.

[For those that slept over! And anyone else around too as well]

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[so_hawkward]

Clint had slept, well, like a baby last night, but he'd woken up feeling a little less polite. "What the actual fuck?" he said, his eyes going wide as his memories kicked in and he realized where he was and more importantly, who he'd spent the night hanging out with. "Oh god."

[robinonadderall]

"Morning, Mr. Barton!" Stiles hadn't been adorable and cutesy last night, so he could afford to be cheerful this morning.

[so_hawkward]

Normally, Clint would avoid glaring at a kid but come on, that level of delight was just unnecessary. "Good morning, Stiles," he said nonetheless. "Actually, no, I take that back, I'm just going with 'Morning.'"

[robinonadderall]

"If you're gonna kick me too, make it the left leg," Stiles said in response to the glare. "Derek already got the right one."

[so_hawkward]

"I'm not going to kick you." And not just because he didn't want to be like Derek. "I'm sure this weekend wasn't your fault. I just... wouldn't have expected to end up here, of all the places in town."

[robinonadderall]

"It was a little surprising," Stiles admitted. "It's weird that tiny Derek is capable of making friends."

[so_hawkward]

"Yeah, well, tiny Derek wasn't a violent jerk. I guess it's good to know people all go back to normal after this sort of thing." Clint gave Stiles a weak smile. "You're lucky you didn't get hit with it too. It was nice of you to watch out for everyone."

[robinonadderall]

"It's sort of a compulsion with me," Stiles said. "I help whether people want it or not."

[justlurkinghere]

Yes, Derek was rolling his eyes at you. Because at least one person was having a worse morning than him. Thanks for that, Barton.

[so_hawkward]

Clint glared back, because this was clearly somehow Derek's fault. "Sleep well?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Fine." Oh, they had the best friendship ever.

[so_hawkward]

"Too bad." Total besties, for real. "Sorry we're getting people germs everywhere. I can't believe you were so nice as a kid."

[justlurkinghere]

It was a thing, really.

Derek blinked in confusion before going for a nice, blank expression to let Clint believe whatever he wanted about the reasons he wanted people gone. It was a magical thing.

[so_hawkward]

Clint scowled at Derek's expression, not liking that he couldn't read him. That was always, in Clint's opinion, a bad sign. "Has anyone ever told you that you need to use your words?" He glanced around, grateful to not be the only one in the mansion with Derek. "Just be nice to Kitty. She's trying to help."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek's expression stayed the same as he looked over at Kitty rather than Barton. He kept an ear on him just in case, though. Because paranoia was useful like that. "If you have a problem, you can talk to her."

[newroutines]

Mike did not recognize this one. "Hello... random guy I haven't met before."

But for whom he had provided snacks same as for everyone else last night.

[so_hawkward]

"Uh, hey," Clint said uncomfortably. "I'm Clint Barton. It's nice to meet you, I guess. I mean, it is, but it'd be better under different circumstances, I think."

[newroutines]

"Mike Lane," Mike replied, not all that uncomfortable. He was just focusing on being mildly weirded out, and that was that. "From what people keep telling me, this almost counts as a normal kind of circumstance here."

[so_hawkward]

"It's not surprising in the grand scheme of things, but it's the first time I've seen it happen," Clint said. "Are you new around here?"

[newroutines]

"Got here Tuesday." Let's say he'd had a pretty eventful first week. "Starting to see this island isn't what it seems."

[so_hawkward]

Clint laughed and looked around at the assortment of folks who had gathered last night. "Yeah, that's one way of putting it. You could have had a worse introduction, I suppose. What brought you here, if you don't mind me asking?"

[bitten_notshy]

"On the bright side, we finally meet," Jack offered dryly. "Hi. I'm Jack."

[so_hawkward]

"Clint Barton. It's nice to meet you too, even with the circumstances. Does this sort of thing happen often?" Really, he already knew the answer, but he wanted to ask anyway.

[bitten_notshy]

"Once a year, give or take," Jack said nodding. "Skipped me when I was a student,. but it seems to be making up for lost time since."

[so_hawkward]

"Aww, that's not fair," Clint said with some sympathy. "It's also not fair when some people aren't affected, and have mocking fodder." He shot a glance at Kitty, because oh, so much mocking potential. "At least we all ended up somewhere safe. Ish."