My oh my how long it's been...Don't ask me why, but I was in a rut and had no need to write XD (Good rut, not a bad one)
Well...finally, something has hit!
I'm at 38 stories on this lovely website and I've decided..it's time to get to 40!
What best way to do that than make a fic for two awesome movies!
UP FIRST...AVENGERS!
((BTW, I am a Marvel Movie Nerd..I know nothing of the comics! (I know tid bits..but not enough to claim myself as a comic book nerd) So this is pure Movieverse!))
((Incoming Fangirliness...3.2.1. OMFG WAS THAT MOVIE NOT AMAZING! BEST DAMN SUPERHERO MOVIE EVER! JOSS, YOU'RE A GOD!))
HAWKEYE 3
HAWKWIDOW!
IRON MAN!
TONY/BRUCE BROMANCE!
STONY TENSION!
((I'd say more, but I don't want to spoil...*wipes tears*))
Anywho...This isn't going to be a story, it's going to be a series of one shots!
Up first...Steve and Tony! (Sorry, no slash!)
FYI-MINOR spoilers for the movie ((YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!))
Avengers
The Cap never got his hit in...So Tony decided to let him swing
Weeks had passed since the Loki incident and from standing high over the city in the renewed Stark tower, Steve could still see people were struggling. It was expected of course...no one gets over something that horrific in just a few days...or weeks for that matter.
...He knew he hadn't...
His heart was still aching for the people they had lost on the helicarrier and in the city...Evidence of that was gripped tight in his hands, still covered in blood. "They're vintage!" His reply to that happy voice had been of raised brows and wonder. He never thought he'd be finding fans of him still around. Nor did he think he'd have lost them so fast...
What hurt the most though was the fact that that was what the team needed to pull together and fight...he just wished they'd have gotten it together sooner.
"Mr. Rogers, Mr. Stark has returned."
Steve looked up at the sudden warning of JARVIS and his gaze caught the slowly coming apart Iron Man. Typical smirk on his face and strut in his walk. Steve always wondered if he carried himself like that all the time, or if it was just for show.
...Now, he got his answer.
"Mr. Rogers is here sir, I'm afraid Ms. Potts was called in for a meeting...and the others went out for lunch. Courtesy of Mr. Fury."
Steve stood tall as Tony stepped onto the balcony over head. They didn't share any greeting glances, but Steve knew he was in for a load of sarcasm and random nonsense he wouldn't get until explained later...
"Star spangled banner!" "...And so it begins..."
"I'm glad you're here..." "..Wait, that's not right."
Steve watched with a raised brow as Tony took the stairs two at a time and then came to an erupt stop at the bottom. His eyes were suddenly somewhere far...the kind of far Steve came to learn as the far of a quick thinking man. He opened his mouth to question, but Tony quickly raised his gaze as his eyes returned to the bright ones Steve had been all to familiar with. He pointed past him with a soft, almost nervous smirk on his face. His voice came out soft, in a worried tone. "Uh...step more this way..." Steve glanced back, then without a word, took a large step forward. When the soldier settled, the smirk became Tony's and he continued his journey and came to a familiar stop at his bar.
"...As I was saying...I'm glad you're here." His voice was back to normal as a quick hand reached for the nearest glass. Clink. "I've been meaning to tell you something..." The second hand snatched up the nearest, most expensive liquor. "Actually..." Tony shrugged, almost rolling his eyes. "If ya want to get technical...I've been meaning to ASK you something..." Pop! "But..with the world ending and all.." Tony quickly discarded the cork and tilted the bottle with a soft laugh. Glug, glug, glug. Steve watched the glass quickly fill and he held back a roll of his eyes as the laugh was basically saying "It was never ending, we totally had it!". Clink, Clink. Ice soon finished the mixture and a bruised hand raised the glass as Tony slowly made his way around the bar. "I never got around to it..." He stopped his walk and came to rest back against the front of the bar. With a click of his tongue, he raised the glass to his lips and took a quick drink.
Steve continued to watch in silence, amused as to what Tony was trying to get at...but when he realized Tony was done talking and to busy with his drink. He took another large step towards the man and studied him carefully. "Stark..." He stopped, a foot left between the men. "Are you...apologizing?"
Almost as soon as the words left his mouth, Tony let out a fit of laughter that would have been occupied with liquor if he hadn't already chugged it down. "Apologizing!" As he covered his mouth, he bent over to laugh like he had just heard the best joke in the world. Steve only rolled his eyes. "Oh..ha-ha..Ooooh, you're funny Rogers!"
...He shouldn't have expected that from a man like Tony...
About to turn and leave the man to his pointless and probably already drunk ramblings, he was stopped as Tony stood tall and took him by the upper arm tightly. As he met his gaze, Tony cleared his throat and fell into a state of serious business. With one hand held tight on his arm, Steve noticed the other grabbing blindly at the bar.
When it found it's target, it brought forward the bottle of liquor. Tony brought it to his lips..but didn't drink. His eyes stared hard into Steve's. "...Still want to hit me?" Before Steve could answer or even question, Tony quickly threw his head back and took in all the liquor he could.
Steve knowing how easily it could take down the "great" Iron Man, quickly reached forward and smacked the bottle away.
Both men eyed it as the bottle fell, already shattered before it hit the ground. Steve pulled his hand down turning away some. He eyed his hand in shock as he flexed it softly, taken back by his reaction. Meanwhile Tony almost seemed to be wanting to cry as the liquid quickly spread across the floor.
He only sighed though. "You missed..." "I wasn't..."
Tony quickly threw up his hand and shook his finger in Steve's face, a fight set in his eyes. "No, listen here star spangled hero!" "At least I'm not a banner anymore..." "You and I BOTH know we still have some unfinished business and we BOTH know that it involves bloodied knuckles!" Steve eyed his companion as he shook his head and threw his hands around like he often did. "..That explosion threw off the mojo of what could have been a great work out!...but, that's all said and done now." He quickly stepped aside and motioned Steve forward with both hands. He moved around him, now placing Steve before the bar, and himself before the open floor. "Come on...let's do a little role play!"
Steve tilted his head back some, amusement in his eyes as he eyed Tony's fighting stance as he swayed a little. He wasn't sure if it was the bombard of liquor or Tony's ability not to keep still.
"We're back on the helicarrier...tension is in the air!" He sniffed hard, eyes shifting around the room. They quickly returned to Steve. "Smells great don't it!" He threw his hands out just as he had done when presenting Jericho. He then wiggled his fingers laughing softly. "...A little of my buddy Bruce on the side, some Blondie on the other." He laughed, then let his hands drop suddenly standing tall. He looked almost lost "..But wait!" He stepped forward, closing the distance between the two. His fighting face returned. "That's right...we were MUCH closer!"
"Stark.." "THAT'S genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist to you!"
The face he had gave back when Steve called him nothing, was right back on his face. Tony was back on the helicarrier, ready for tension to snap! "...Come on...tell me to get the suit on." He looked over Steve with a smug look on his face. This nonsense had been just that as soon Tony walked through the door, but as time went on and Tony got poison settled in his veins. Steve was beginning to see the seriousness behind all this.
This was Tony's way to apologize...to cope...
It's the only way he'd get by, without saying a single normal word.
With no end in sight, and no real apology on the horizon. Steve took this as the last straw. He got into the stance he took when throwing punches at his punching bags. Seeing this, Tony formed his hands into fists and got ready for the assault. "Remember, I ain't afraid to hit an old man!"
"Incoming call sir!" The warning was like a bell to Steve. It was the explosion that had thrown the men to the ground and had been the start of a long war ahead. A fist was swung and then there was darkness.
-Stony-
"Wait a minute! So he..." "Is that laughter in your tone Legolas?"
"Yes.." "He sounds like HE was the one who got hit!"
"Tony Stark!" "Alright, that's my wake up call!"
Slowly he gripped the ground beneath him, but then stopped feeling sheets instead of marble. "Was I hit THAT hard?"
"Tony! Open your eyes, NOW!"
He cautiously followed the command and peaked out between half closed eyes.
When his vision cleared he was greeted by the few faces of his team.
At both sides stood Bruce, Steve, Clint and Pepper. Bruce had the look of concern, yet, knowing in his eyes. Steve looked like a kick puppy, it almost made Tony burst out in laughter. Clint was solid as stone but his eyes were curious.
Then there was Pepper...She had the Pepper kind of look.
"I'm only going to ask once..and for once..PLEASE just tell me the truth." Tony opened his mouth to speak, but Pepper quickly covered it. "..No, bad idea.." Quickly she pointed across the bed at Bruce. "You're the most reliable. Please...enlighten me..."
Bruce looked like a deer in the headlights. Never one for confrontation or really ever taking sides. He gave a soft smile and shrug. "From what...Steve's told me. It was just a misstep.." He nodded to Tony who was giving him the most confused look ever. "And the knot on the head doesn't lie..." He waved his hand to Steve with a chuckle. "...Nor does the witness."
Pepper quickly took her gaze to Steve who stood at the ready, like the soldier he was. "It's as he says ma'am, just a misstep!" Tony blinked as Pepper gave a nod with a sigh. She put both her hands over her face as if to cry.
"He seems lost..can someone tell him already?"
Tony narrowed his eyes at Clint who had spoken those words. He wasn't much for talking unless it was to Natasha...so it was surprising to hear him..hell, it was more surprising to see him! ...Even though he lived here, he wasn't much for sticking around.
Sadly...those were his only words for the day...
Sick of the skipping around and getting nowhere, Tony pushed himself into a sitting position. "Okay! ..I'm done playing around.." He eyed his team members and then sighed stopping his gaze on Steve who stiffened. "...You really hit me...didn't you?"
The reply he got wasn't what he expected and it left him speechless.
Steve had shook his head no.
Before Tony could say anymore, Pepper placed her hands softly on his face and made him face her. "It's no wonder you don't remember anything..." She had a mix of anger and worry in her eyes as she rubbed his temple softly. "You drank yourself under the table in two gulps...then took a clumsy step that dropped you RIGHT on your head..."
Tony was dumbfounded...
As Pepper's fingers left his temple, he replaced his own there. Fingers met a wrapped large bump and it all came together.
-Stony-
Steve's body jerked at the sudden interruption of JARVIS. Seeing the sudden jerk, Tony chose to side step to avoid what he thought was an oncoming fist. Sure he was giving Steve what he wanted, but it wasn't going to be easy! As he did, his foot met a shard of glass and with how polished the floor was, Tony found himself slipping and then falling.
Coming back to the present, Tony found Clint throwing a chunk of glass onto his lap just before slipping from the room. Without a word, he picked it up and examined it. As he did, he smirked catching a deformed figure on the other side. The others had left Tony to his thoughts, but sitting like a puppy still was Steve. "...I give this one to you soldier boy!"
And there you have it! My first Avengers chapter!
The idea came from obviously..what could have been on the helicarrier if Hawkeye didn't go and BLOW it up! (I just wanted ONE punch! That slap Tony gave wasn't enough XD)
Anywho...How was it?(Do tell...Although I'm scared of what people will think...)
...How were the characters?...
Was Steve a good enough goodie goodie soldier?
How bout Hawkeye? (As stated above, I only know things of the movie so to me he's a cold silent person, but ALSO..I've taken some things from other fics (He's quite sarcastic and cocky it seems) but don't expect to see much of that.
How bout my teddy bear Hulk! The way I see him, he's shy and quiet around the others ((BTW, Ruffalo is now forever my Hulk((Ed was my fave, but now, he's replaced))
I feel I did Pepper good cause I live vicariously through her XD
Last but not least, The great Tony Stark! ..I feel I did him best cause I'm such a HUGE GINORMOUS (Can't even put enough emphasis on those words...) fan of RDJ and Tony Stark (I've watched I.M more then a person should along with countless other movies AND while watching the Avengers (TWICE) I couldn't help but catch and watch all his quirks and mannerisms) Also...I role play as Robert Downey Jr... (Long, sad, funny story...XD)
ALSO! Did anyone like the fear I gave to Tony about windows? (I figured since he was thrown through a window he should be scared of being near, or anyone else near for that matter or clatter! (You aren't a hero unless you've gotta weakness! No ones invincible!)
Catch anything else..feel free to drop it in the review. MUCH APPRECIATED!
Next chapter is going to be a HawkWidow chapter!
LATER!