Title: set fire to the third bar
Ficverse: The Avengers, AU
Series: one shot
Rating: PG
Length: 4500 ish
Characters: Clint/Natasha
Teaser: It was a strange thing, to know you were living a life that wasn't quite your own.
Notes: This basically grew out of a tangental comment to workerbee73 about what Clint would be like if he never ran away and joined the circus. And grew. And grew. And got cranky and wouldn't be finished in time for Bee's b'day (since it's mostly for her anyway), so ... Christmas, yay? Mega thanks to im_ridiculous and bitterlimetwist for taking a look and keeping me from throwing it out in frustration, and thoughtful feedback. Screw ups and weirdness all mine.
Warnings/Spoiler: AU. Clint never ran away, never became Hawkeye. Doesn't mean his path doesn't cross with a certain redhead's. Happy endings are very much in the eye of the beholder, though, so don't hold anyone's breath (unless you want to).
Disclaimer: Stuff that's not mine is not mine. Title from the song by Snow Patrol with Martha Wainwright.
Feedback: let's hear it. The good, the bad, the ugly....


set fire to the third bar