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A Week in the Life of Highly Respected SHIELD Agent Phil Coulson by boombangbing
Fandom: Iron Man (2008), Captain America (2011), The Avengers (2012)
Summary: Phil would just like to state for the record that this was all Tony Stark's fault. (Seven increasingly chaotic days in the life of Phil Coulson.)
Characters: Phil Coulson, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Nick Fury, Bruce Banner
“Sometimes I wish I never joined S.H.I.E.L.D.,” Phil says, picking at the remains of a carton of fries – breakfast, pancakes; lunch, McDonalds; if the job doesn't kill him a heart attack will. “Mostly since 'I Am Iron Man'.”
“You were in the Foreign Service, right?” Clint asks around the straw of his milkshake.
“Yeah.”
“And didn't you get hired after someone killed your boss in front of you?”
Phil takes a moment to reply. “Well, yes, but most of the time it was a pretty stable job. At least I didn't have to deal with playboy billionaire geniuses.”
“Did they ever catch the guy?”
“No, Fury said it was rogue K.G.B. operation, but no one ever saw the shooter.”
“Sounds like he did you a favour.” Clint looks at the expression on Phil's face and rushes on. “I mean, you probably would have worked for the next ambassador, and they probably would have gone after him too, so the odds are you'd have been shot in the face at some point.”
“Thanks.”
“No, I mean...” Clint pauses, letting his hands do the talking. “Fury's pretty good about rescuing people from bad situations. Didn't Natasha used to be in the K.G.B.?”
“Supposedly. She almost broke the arm of the last guy who asked, though.”
“Yeah,” Clint replies, smiling wistfully. “That was a fun Christmas party.”
(This is actually not the best part of the fic, but it's the best excerpt I could post without spoiling too much. Dear God, poor Coulson. Just read it.)
A Week in the Life of Highly Respected SHIELD Agent Phil Coulson by boombangbing
Fandom: Iron Man (2008), Captain America (2011), The Avengers (2012)
Summary: Phil would just like to state for the record that this was all Tony Stark's fault. (Seven increasingly chaotic days in the life of Phil Coulson.)
Characters: Phil Coulson, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Nick Fury, Bruce Banner
“Sometimes I wish I never joined S.H.I.E.L.D.,” Phil says, picking at the remains of a carton of fries – breakfast, pancakes; lunch, McDonalds; if the job doesn't kill him a heart attack will. “Mostly since 'I Am Iron Man'.”
“You were in the Foreign Service, right?” Clint asks around the straw of his milkshake.
“Yeah.”
“And didn't you get hired after someone killed your boss in front of you?”
Phil takes a moment to reply. “Well, yes, but most of the time it was a pretty stable job. At least I didn't have to deal with playboy billionaire geniuses.”
“Did they ever catch the guy?”
“No, Fury said it was rogue K.G.B. operation, but no one ever saw the shooter.”
“Sounds like he did you a favour.” Clint looks at the expression on Phil's face and rushes on. “I mean, you probably would have worked for the next ambassador, and they probably would have gone after him too, so the odds are you'd have been shot in the face at some point.”
“Thanks.”
“No, I mean...” Clint pauses, letting his hands do the talking. “Fury's pretty good about rescuing people from bad situations. Didn't Natasha used to be in the K.G.B.?”
“Supposedly. She almost broke the arm of the last guy who asked, though.”
“Yeah,” Clint replies, smiling wistfully. “That was a fun Christmas party.”
(This is actually not the best part of the fic, but it's the best excerpt I could post without spoiling too much. Dear God, poor Coulson. Just read it.)
