Today is Pudding's birthday! So I decided to upload part of the AU I've been working on for her. Happy birthday Pudding!

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Chapter 1

Allies Against the Throne

For as long as anyone could remember, Sregneva had been under the unjust rule of Laufey. It wasn't the type of rule where the whole planet was happy and jumping around. This was the type of rule that had random orders to have heads be removed, crying widows, and those village like places where everything smells bad and the kids beg for food. Those were the exact reasons that in this kingdom, rebels began to spring up here and there. People committed to the job of changing how things were. A rebellion was inevitable, but Laufey was just a bit too self-involved to think of what might be going on with everyone else outside of the higher class, his servants, and his son, Loki. The prince was much more clever and would notice how the poverty-stricken citizens interacted. He knew that there /had/ to be people out there who had intentions of throwing over the kingdom.. And he was right.

Flying a far enough distance from the palace was one of the rare gigantic hawks of Sregneva. This hawk didn't fly alone, though. On his back was Tony Stark, a brave, courageous, narcissistic, self-obsessed guy who felt more than anything that he was more worthy of respect than the jerks who had it. He looked scruff from being away from home, but as he soared through the air he looked stunning. Don't get me wrong, this guy was known for his good looks, you could ask almost every girl in Whoop, the town he came from. Something about how he looked on a hawk though, made him look even more handsome.

"Okay, yeah I'm not seeing any sign of a threat, Clint.. I think we'll be safe to take a rest." Tony said to the hawk while looking down at the soft blue and orange trees beneath them.

"Oh, right.. I just thought we were looking for you know.. A girl.. For me or something." The hawk turned his head to glance back at Tony. "I mean, that's what we said we were going to do.. But whatever, you can totally back out of this." Clint began lowering his flight and looking for a spot to land.

Tony furrowed his eyebrows and leaned his body more against Clint. "What the hell are you talking about..? Clint don't start this again, we never said we were going to go find you a girl! I said maybe we'll see some along the way, but I didn't make it a priority!" He groaned and closed his eyes in frustration. "God, you're desperate. Is it mating time for birds or something..?"

Clint's wings brushed past the air to slow them as he stumbled onto the speckled ground. "I'm not desperate.. I'm just, well, I mean.." he started before tilting his body to get Tony off of him, "What do you expect when my best friend hooks up like every night.. And when I think I hear the love of my life in the distance she ends up being as big as my talon.. Tony I can't be happy with someone as big as my talon.." His feathers ruffled up and he lowered to the floor, hardly making eye contact with Tony.

"Oh, pshhh come on.. Clint, just.." Tony sighed after stumbling into the ground. "Well now's not really the time to talk about this.. I know you'll find a great giant lady hawk or something.. But it takes time! Besides, maybe I have more luck because I'm not actually looking for the 'love of my life.'" He laughed and shrugged, patting down some of his friend's feathers.

"Ooh, right, you just hook up.." Clint looked at Tony. "Well I'm just saying I personally don't think it would be right to hook up with someone as big as my talon, either.. That would be, messy.."

"God, Clint no! Don't go there, just.. No.." Tony said, disturbed as he tried to keep the image from burning too deep into his mind.

The two troubled friends walked on through the forest, the moonlight from all moons illuminating their path. Every once in a while Clint would make a joke, Tony would pretend to laugh; Tony would make a joke, Clint would have to take a break after the pain from laughing.

"Tony, explain to me why on this walk, you haven't had to stop to shit once and I've done it at least-" The oversized hawk stopped in his sentence and snapped his head to his side, hearing movement in the distance.

Tony stopped and looked at Clint, raising an eyebrow in question. "At least..? Yeah, it's been 9 times. I know you're a bird and all, but I just think-" Then the human himself stopped once the rustling became clearer. Whatever it was, it was definitely larger than a blanut.

Clint and Tony moved back beside a cluster of grey shrubs, Tony ducking behind Clint and Clint burrowing his head in his own feathers. Sure they made it out to be pretty tough guys, but it never hurt them to try avoiding the conflict to begin with. They could only show their wuss sides around each other, though.

"I, uh.. I really don't know, Natasha. I thought it would be here, that's what the captain said.." It was a man's voice. It was soft, not threatening.

"Are you sure you gave me the right directions? I don't hear the sound of water anywhere near." A female. Her voice was strong but smooth. The owners of the voices sounded closer.

Clint's head shot up at the sound of the feminine voice. As soon as he did he saw the being who owned the voice, and for the hawk, everything froze. She wasn't just beautiful, but she was like him. Her black feathers shimmered like silk under the moons' light and the red feathers on her stomach complemented the golden flecks in her eyes perfectly. Her eyes locked with his for what felt like hours. Clint was a lost cause.

"Oh, umm, hey Natasha, that bird is about your size. Haven't seen any of those around.." The man mumbled, feeling uncomfortable as the two birds looked at each other.

Tony peaked up from the body of his friend and widened his eyes as he noticed the pair in front of them. "Ooh, hey!" He brushed himself off and walked around his friend. "Where did you two come from?" He asked while nudging Clint.

Natasha blinked and her feathers rose at her neck. She took some steps back and looked to her friend. "Right, yeah he is my size.." She said quietly before looking back to Tony. "We uh, well it doesn't really matter where we came from. But we're here on business." She looked back to Clint who hadn't stopped gazing at her.

Clint snapped back to himself, slightly, and took some steps closer to the two strangers. "Oh, we're here on business too! But um.." He raised his wings and flew next to Natasha. "You're.. Well you're beautiful."

Natasha's crimson crown feathers rose to attention before she took a deep breath. "Oh, thank you." She looked at him and wanted to say more, but she learned from her training to keep from the temptation of thinking of love.

Tony bit his knuckle to keep from laughing. "Ooh, god.. Smooth, Clint.." He cleared his throat and walked over to the other man, extending a hand. "I'm Tony, this is my friend Clint."

"Right.. Um, I'm Bruce. Say, have you ever um," he paused and looked away shaking Tony's hand. "kissed bunnies?" He cleared his throat and pursed his lips, keeping his eyes from meeting Tony's.

That would have been a very awkward and creepy question to ask, but for anyone who was part of the growing rebellion, it was a question of if they were with them or not. The leader of the rebels decided that was the question, much to everyone else's dismay.

Tony smirked and kept a firm grip on Bruce's hand. "I kiss bunnies every day." He winked and instantly felt more comfortable around the man. "Nice to meet you, Bruce."

Bruce let out a breath of relief and smiled. "Well, then I sincerely hope you don't mean that literally.." He let go of Tony's hand and wiped his own on his pants. "Because that what be a bit strange.."

The four told each other of their plans and began to become more comfortable around each other. Clint and Tony learned that their two new friends were trying to find a river some guy told them about, and Natasha had damaged her wing so they had been walking. Tony explained the reason he didn't know of the mentioned guy was because he didn't like getting involved in "cliques" and was the type of guy who wanted to be his own leader and follow his own rules.

"A river, huh? I'm sure Clint would help you out." Tony said and looked back at the hawk. "Right, Clint?"

Clint had his eyes on Natasha the whole conversation while periodically cooing to himself. "Oh, what? Ooh a river. Yeah I could look around for you.." He didn't care to glance at Tony.

Natasha was looking absolutely anywhere away from Clint, beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable in his company. "That would be great.. Find the river, then come back and you can tell us what direction we'll need to go in."

"Yeah, okay we'll get to it." Tony stood from the ground and patted Clint's neck. "Come on, we need to talk about something anyway." He tilted his head towards Natasha and jumped on the huge hawk

Moments later they were flying through the air, feeling pretty legit. "Soo.. You said you needed to talk to me about something?" Clint asked while looking below him.

"Yeeah.. Natasha. Clint, you have to calm down! You never see birds your size around, especially not chicks! So you can't screw this up. Stop staring at her, it's making her uncomfortable.." Tony sighed and rested more against Clint. "Whatever you're doing is definitely not how you get a lady."

"Wait, what? I haven't even stared at her that much.." He sighed, knowing his friend was being honest. "Alright.. But how could I not stare at her? She's so hot, Tony! And I just feel like we're kind of.. Meant for each other."

Tony rolled his eyes. "Well of course you feel like you're meant for each other. You thought that about a stray dog once, but that was when you were reeally desperate.." In the distance he saw the river and pointed at it. "Oh, stop there's the river!"

Clint spotted the water as soon as Tony did and slowed his speed before swooping down. "Yeah, I see it.. But I'm not desperate, Tony," he started and landed on the ground. As he was about to finish his sentence he heard the recognizable screeches of blanuts ready to attack. "Shit, Tony, shiitt.."

Tony heard the sounds as well and was ready to flee until he heard the sound of a man.. Someone was in trouble. He jumped off of Clint's back and took out his gun. "Clint, someone's in trouble! You know how awful it is to be chased by those things.. We have to help!" He started running in the direction of the howls.

"Ugh, Tony..!" Clint groaned and began reluctantly following his friend. "Fiiine.." He mumbled and swooped into the air, prepared to do some heroic deeds.

This fic was written by Jello of Pudding and Jello's Avenger Fics! Happy Birthday again, Pudding!

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