On a potential not!son;

[ofafeather]

Would you relax? I don't get why you're so excited, anyway. He's great and all, but it's not like he's mine or anything. Let's face it, I have all of the maternal instincts of a polar bear.

No, don't say "awww." Polar bears eat their young.

Forget it, you're hopless.

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[swissarmybow]

Don't tell me you're gonna make someone else's life awkward.

[ofafeather]

[....this look, Clint.]

[swissarmybow]

[Yep.]

[ofafeather]

Really?

[swissarmybow]

[ofafeather]

You're just as bad as she is.

[willpunchfaces]

You were a lot better in my memory, too, lady.

Mine's pretty happy, too. I think they're both a little crazy.

[ofafeather]

Sounds like it.

It's going to be weird. But maybe it won't be so bad.

[willpunchfaces]

She keeps talking about how sad it's gonna be. I don't see why; it's not like you're my mom or anything.

[denialdenialdenial]

[ofafeather]

She's happy about it being sad? That's kind of ridiculous.

And...well. I can see it, I guess. Why it'd be sad.

[willpunchfaces]

Maybe. A little bit. I mean ... you do sorta look like her.

[ofafeather]

Makes sense, since she's me. Not me me, but me.

[willpunchfaces]

Yeah, but he doesn't look like him, so ... well, you know.

[ofafeather]

He acts different, too.

[willpunchfaces]

That's great.

[ofafeather]

He's not bad, though. Just different. He's alike, in a lot of ways, to.

[willpunchfaces]

[starts messing with an arrow, grumbling] This just gets better and better.

[ofafeather]

That's pretty much the same way I reacted.

[willpunchfaces]

Heh. Maybe we will get along, then.

[ofafeather]

Maybe we will. I don't think you have too much to worry about.

[willpunchfaces]

I'll hold you to that.

[ofafeather]

Go ahead. I wouldn't lie about something like that.

[willpunchfaces]

Didn't think you would, mo- Mockingbird.

[ofafeather]

You can call me Bobbi, if that's easier.

[willpunchfaces]

Bobbi. Has a nice ring to it.

[ofafeather]

I hope so. It is my name.

[willpunchfaces]

[it's weird using his mom's real name on his not!mom, okay?]

Yeah well, not all names work that well.

[ofafeather]

Your dad named you, didn't he?

[willpunchfaces]

I think my mom did, but I wouldn't put it past him.

[ofafeather]

Well, it's his middle name. It just sounds like something he'd do.

[willpunchfaces]

Yeah? [that ... almost makes it better] I guess it's not so bad, then.

[ofafeather]

He never told you?

[willpunchfaces]

It wasn't really important at the time.

[ofafeather]

Makes sense.

It's not a bad name. Makes me wonder how he talked your mom into it, though.

[willpunchfaces]

Why? What would you- she have chosen?

[ofafeather]

No idea. That's something I haven't thought about in a long time. But Francis probably wouldn't be at the top of my list.

[willpunchfaces]

Well, it's not like it matters. I just go by Barton, anyway.

[ofafeather]

I don't blame you. But I don't go by my real name, either.

[willpunchfaces]

I thought you said Bobbi was your name.

[ofafeather]

It's a nickname.

[willpunchfaces]

Well, I like it.

[ofafeather]

Yeah? Me, too.

[willpunchfaces]

[shmoopy-faced grin]

[ofafeather]

[...okay that right there is a Clint face. And it is adorable.]

[willpunchfaces]

[damn straight]

[synthezoidred]

I do not understand why people persist in calling polar bears "cute". They are quite dangerous.

[ofafeather]

They're even less cute once you find out about the cannibalism.

[synthezoidred]

Yes. I must agree with you, Bobbi. I cannot fathom why any parent would be driven to devour their own offspring.

[ofafeather]

Yeah, it's really kind of gross.