The Coffee Bandits of Greater Manhattan by daroos (Teen)

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Whoops! After a bit too long away (thanks to holidays and a really shitty memory), I am back with another rec! And will be doing my best to make up for lost time today and tomorrow.

Fandom: MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE
Pairing: Clint & Natasha, Clint/Coulson
Length: 40k words
Author on LJ: daroos
Author Website: daroos
Why this must be read: If you've been following my recs this month, you will have noticed that I like coffee shop/restaurant AUs. I have absolutely no shame about this, because I think that the best ones take the essence of the characters, distill them down to the best bits, and then make them better. (And then add food porn.)

This fic is one of the absolute BEST aus for that. It's mostly about Clint, and Clint & Natasha, and how they run their unlicensed coffee truck in New York while building a small family, and then fighting (and later definitely not fighting *wink*) "the man" in the form of NYC Dept of Health inspector Phil Coulson. Basically, it's team!fic with food and coffee and a liiiittle bit of a mystery in the form of some comic!Hawkeye nods. (Bro.)

They had been at it for eight months, through the smothering heat of summer and the deep snows of winter. It was their first spring, each day dawning with more promise and beauty than the last, and Clint was excited to roll out their mixed hot/cold menu for the thirsting crowds. They had been so busy (and so successful) that the little matter of a food truck permit and food safety inspections had never been given their proper weight. They hadn’t been in operation three months, zipping around the city and dispensing caffeine to the ravening masses, when an unassuming man in a suit had sidled up to them in the financial district asking about their letter grade.

Clint had gotten out of the truck to talk with the stuffed suit while Natasha surreptitiously closed up shop. In a coordinated move which couldn’t have been better if they’d practiced, Natasha backed down Stone Street three blocks going the wrong direction at almost forty and zipped out of sight while Clint had made a break for it through a fake Irish pub and into the mid-day crowds of tourists around Wall Street. Since then they had been wanted by the city food inspectors - caffeinated fugitives from the law.

The Coffee Bandits of Greater Manhattan

Comments

[raktajinos.livejournal.com]

thanks for the recc!! I love AUs (all flavours of them) and platonic fics of Natasha and Clint. Excited!

[hazelwho.livejournal.com]

Oh, I LOVE this one. Great rec! =)