Perfection Is All Around Us

[flashback]

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

agentcoulsonsupernanny:

thegoldenbeacon:

*pouts and tugs at the restraints. He hated the booster seat, but he would sit in it, to make daddy happy* I really hope Tony doesn’t get sad that I left…

*adjusts his mirrors* He’ll be okay. I’ll text him. You, on the other hand, better stay in that seat. Or you’ll crack your head and I won’t glue it back together.

*his hands clasp his knees tightly, eyes wide with terror* You wouldn’t???

*relents* Well… I might. But you wouldn’t like it. I’d probably make your head lumpy. And there would be less than no bacon.

*wouldn’t even question how less that no bacon works and sits motionless as they drive*