Inspired by a wallpaper for the Hawkeye wallpaper prompt challenge
HERE Kate took a calming breath, in and out, and fired on her exhale. She didn’t need to watch the arrow sore through the air to know that it would right on target. She had been in archery lessons ever since she could remember because she had asked to be. Her parents had put her in everything that she had wanted. She had done dance, gymnastics, horseback riding, swimming, tennis and soccer among other things growing up. Her parents had never said no to her so she had started to ask for more and more ridiculous things like rock climbing and archery. Two sports that she actually grew to love. And she was good at both of them.
She had fallen head over heels for archery. It was a sport of precision and she was precise. She had ended up back at the archery range on a Tuesday night because she was bored. There weren’t very many people around and she didn’t mind that. She reloaded the bow, took aim keeping her thumb level with her cheek and her elbow bent. Breathing in and out she released. The arrow followed a similar path down and ended up beside her other arrow on the target.
“Not bad.” Came a voice from behind her.
“Watching me again Clint.” Kate chided before turning around. “People are going to get the wrong impression about us.” She smirked at him. “What’s your girlfriend going to think.”
“She’s not my girlfriend.” Clint mumbled.
“Besides I’m amazing and you know it.” She’d never admit it to him but she was happy a superhero was running around using a bow and just a bow. It meant that you didn’t have to be special or gifted to be a superhero.
Clint laughed. “I’ll give you that but I’m better.”
Kate figured that to be true, he was older and had been doing this longer than her but she was stubborn. “No way that you are. You’re too old.”
Clint looked half amused and half offended and Kate hoped that she hadn’t gone too far. “Alright missy how about a wager.”
They had been doing this off and on for about a year. Whenever Clint was in New York and not busy. With work or saving the world. “What were you thinking?”
“I need a pretty date for some charity ball event thing that Nat roped me into going to. I thought we were going together but apparently not.” She was sure he was hurt but was trying to hide it.
“You’re too old for me.” She replied.
“Come on Katie-Kate. It will be fun.” Was Clint Barton whining?
“It will not be fun. I hate going to those events. I avoid them when my parents host them.” She hated those stupid charity events. Not that she didn’t mind dressing up but they were boring.
“Actually your parents are hosting this one.” Clint grinned and Kate realized what he was doing.
“You are NOT trying to win that bet!”
“Come on if you’re as good as you say you are it should be no problem.”
She was half tempted to tell him to go screw himself or get Nat to do it but he lacked the balls for that. and she was too stubborn. “Fine. But it has to be good.”
“It is. I’ll split one of your arrows in the target.” She looked at his bow before handing over one of her arrows and nodding her head. Clint took up a very similar stance to hers and released his arrow. It cut through the air and made contact with her arrow and didn’t stop or get deterred. Kate walked quickly over to inspect it. sure enough the arrow was split in two like robin hood.
“If I miss it means I’m just another dude with a bow it means I’ve been fooling myself this whole time. And that’s why I never miss.” Clint said as if it was an explanation. “So put on a pretty dress, show up and I’ll split the bet money with you.”
She scowled at him but was okay that he wanted to split it with her. At least they would suffer together. “How much?”
“Twenty five hundred.” Was Clint’s reply.
“One thousand two hundred and fifty. That’s not bad.”
“No Katie-Kate twenty five hundred is your half.”
canadian_kazz team science & 
avland is doing a blackout BINGO of sorts. You also get points for lines and such but seeing as I know have all this time on my hands blackout it is.