"That is it!" Tony shouted while his Iron Man mask cleared from his face and charged toward Hawkeye, "Okay, you can go ahead and hate me all you want, Parrot Face or whatever the fuck your name is. But when we are working, fighting the bastards who threaten our world you need to act like you are a part of this team." The battle was in a short lull as the enemy horde regrouped for a second wave.
"What are you accusing me of, Stark?" Clint spat back, aggressively getting in his face.
"Being a petty shithead, you child." Things were getting heated quickly, " You are supposed to be watching my 6. But you seem determined to let these things kill me or did you just happen to not see the giant ass ugly fuck that nearly took me out on your watch?" Tony pushed Barton's shoulder tauntingly.
"I had your back, you ass. That one came out of nowhere! Don't blame your oversight on me," He said in a gravelly dangerous voice while narrowing his eyes. He was waiting for Stark to attack.
"You ignorant f-," Tony's insult was cut off by a massive wave of hostiles heading straight for them. The anger could wait until after they had won. Gliding through the air, Tony took out a battalion of those bastards effortlessly.
Just as he was about to take out a big one, he sees Barton aiming an arrow straight for him. Without time to think about his betrayal, Tony readies a missile to aim right back at Clint. Before he is able to shoot, Barton lets his arrow go. Instead of hitting Stark, it misses his head by centimeters. Tony looks back to see an enemy that had creeped up behind him fall out of the sky with an arrow lodged in it's skull. He turns sharply to look back at Clint to see him smiling. Before leaping back into the battle, he shouts out to Tony, "Told you I had your back!"
