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ROUND THREE
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“I don’t get what it is with Steve the past few days,” Natasha mumbled into her coffee mug. Pepper, sitting on the opposite side of the bar from her, tilted her head to the side in confusion.
“Something the matter?”
“Yeah, I guess, but he won’t open up about it. Clint and I both tried, but we got nothing.”
“What makes you so sure he’s upset?”
“Well, you know how on-task he is about everything he does, but lately he’s been distant. Not only socially, I mean just not there. Didn’t say a thing at our last group meeting, but Clint caught him down in the gym sending punching bags flying across the room.”
“Tony has told me about his,” Pepper coughed, “unique regimen ( ... )
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“My god, he hadn’t been kidding when he said you could be clumsy,” she snickered good-naturedly, “but once you got it, you’re a pretty quick study.”
“He, hmm?” Steve repeated teasingly, “That narrows down the list.” Marinka tried to backpedal, but could only get out a few nervous ‘ums’ and breathy laughs. “I-I know a lot of people, Steve, it could be anyone ( ... )
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In my head, I always have to remember that Tony is a billionaire and what I think is one type of spending isn't for him.
It makes for amusing self-conversations, in between this BEAUTIFUL FANFICTION OF WONDERFULNESS!!
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DID YOU
I MEAN
YOU FUCKING DID YOU'VE WON MY HEART AGAIN DAMN YOU
Sending Loki a book to help? A book about accepting adoption? GENIUS BUT ODDLY UNUSED PLOT DEVICE.
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I sincerely hope you enjoy the rest!
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“Welcome home. How was your girls’ night out? Or really, girl-and-super-ninja’s night out would be more accurate,” he snarked, sculpting himself a magnificent roast beef sandwich for his dinner. Pepper strode up and smacked him playfully on the arm with her clutch in rebuke.
“Stop that. Tasha’s a perfectly normal woman off the clock, you know.”
“She has no concept of being off the clock. The only times she knows is ‘humorless ass-kicking time’ and ‘waiting humorlessly for ass-kicking time’,” he insisted, making kung-fu-type swipes at the air as he spoke.” No one seems to appreciate how much more I have to relax and have fun for the sake of people like Romanoff that can’t shake the stick from their ass,” Tony whined theatrically at Pepper’s rolled eyes ( ... )
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My lawyers told me buying you a dress could be construed as sexual harassment, which this totally isn’t, by the way, so I settled on proper accoutrements. A few more pairs are being delivered (by SHIELD, don't worry) to your safehouse, so don't feel like you can't wear them because they'll be ruined. Made a nice, practical modification myself, too. If you’re looking to pass yourself off as a foreign debutant for your solo Charlie’s Angels schtick, you should look the part. A cheap outfit isn’t gonna fool any of those evil dictators’ rental- ( ... )
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That had made it an open challenge. He’d been loath to crack SHIELD’s databases again, since he’d already tipped his hand using the trick once before, but with his pride in his stubbornness on the line, there was no limit to how far he’d go for his information. So, cracked the database he did, and acquired Barton’s address, though he lamented the crude methods he’d taken to do so. Now, all that was left was an ( ... )
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Found you. :)Damn. Stark had finally figured it out. Clint had long since viewed it as a foregone conclusion, but was a bit sad to see his fun end. Their colleagues had been gossiping back and forth over Stark’s extravagant gift-giving, and Clint wanted no part of it. He hadn’t gotten specifics yet, as he’d been out of the country for most of that time on various missions; he wasn’t going to go out of his way to learn, either. It wasn’t his business. Stark was growing on him, sure, but throwing money at him wasn’t going to expedite the process. He had no need of anything material, and he had little intention of giving the billionaire reason to start thinking he did. He packed up his bag and headed for home, dreading what he was going to find when he got there. More post-it notes declaring Stark’s superiority, most likely. That, and obvious fingerprints proving he’d touched Clint’s stuff, just because he could. Upon arrival at his apartment, he flicked ( ... )
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