Requests are open? Yay! Could we get one where reader has real feathery wings and her and Sam get into a argument about whose wings are better? Meanwhile Clint is freaking out that the Bird Squad is arguing (him, y/n, and Sam) and the rest of the team gets dragged into the argument.
Sam has created a chatroom: Birds Assemble
Sam has added Y/N, Clint.
Clint: Caw caw?
You: Caw, caw caw?
Sam: Omg guys stop.
Clint: You did name the chat “Birds Assemble.”
You: You have no one else but yourself to blame.
Clint: Why are we assembling?
Sam: I need you to finally decide who has the best wings.
You: Clint doesn’t need to decide because he knows my wings are the best. RIGHT, CLINT?
Clint: Let’s not argue. You both have beautiful wings.
Sam: Majestic wings, equally majestic booty.
Clint: Did you have a photoshoot just for your wings?
Sam: Here’s Y/N, and her wings. I think this speaks for itself. Spotted next to her is Clint. Too afraid to agree with me.
You: BECKY MEANS WELL, DON’T BRING HER INTO THIS.
You: Your wings are basically a glorified jetpack.
Sam: Excuse me, BECKY?
You: IT’S A JETPACK, SAM, WITH RETRACTABLE WINGS.
Clint: C'mon, man, leave Y/N alone. And Y/N, don’t you know you shouldn’t call his wings a jetpack!
You: Yeah, leave my MORE MAJESTIC WINGS ALONE. I won’t listen to HIS LIES.
Sam: Talking LIKE THIS won’t help your DENIAL about MY WINGS.
You: It’s for EMPHASIS. I have ACTUAL wings. With feathers! Not some metal contraption!
Sam: Look at how SLEEK and ELEGANT mine are. One gust of wind and all your feathers are ruffled. Not to mention you’re always dropping a few around the base.