A/N: Okay guys, here's how it's gonna work. Since I'm a review whore. I have the second chapter (story format) nearly finished, but I really like hearing feedback from you all, so the more you review, the faster it'll get finished and posted.

Yea, I'm a bitch. So sue me. :P

In the meantime, another fic or two will probably get posted, anyway, so that should tide you over. Can you tell I've seen 'Avengers' six times? I lead a sad, sad life.

*****Oh, side note- there's a text fic that came before this one, one that hasn't been posted yet, where Tony called Clint cute and Clint was very much not okay with it. That comes into play in this chapter. Just so you know.^^

Stark1:Clint, come see me.

Hawkeye58:You're awfully demanding.

Stark1:I am. I'm a demanding, needy bastard.

Hawkeye58:Spoiled brat.

Stark1:Yup.

Hawkeye58:Haha. Least you admit it.

Stark1:Heh. Would you believe I was actually shy as a kid?

Hawkeye58:Haha. What happened?

Stark1:I have no idea. The obnoxious kicked in around the time dad shipped me off to boarding school. Think I just wanted more attention and then never learned how to cap it off.

Hawkeye58:Well, good. Prefer you this way. I'm not the only one getting yelled at.

Stark1:HA I love how it's not that you like my personality, you just don't wanna be the only one getting in trouble. Nice.

Hawkeye58:Nope. LOVE your personality. That's like….bonus features.

Stark1:…you're awesome.

Hawkeye58:I know. ;) So are you.

Stark1:…okay, now you REALLY need to come see me.

Hawkeye58:Really? That set it in stone for you?

Stark1:Heh yea.

Hawkeye58:You're weird.

Stark1:Assuredly. Now come see me.

Hawkeye58:Where are you? New York still?

Stark1:…..….where do you want me to be?

Hawkeye58:…the hell kind of answer is that hahaha

Stark1:The kind you should be used to by now. As you just pointed out, I'm weird.

Hawkeye58:Yeah. But that's stupid. If I told you to go somewhere else and you did…..why not just come to where I am?

Stark1:Hahaha I didn't say I'd go elsewhere. Just wondered if you had somewhere particular you were hoping I was.

Hawkeye58:Ha. Well, no. Just wanted to make sure I went to the right place.

Stark1:Well, if I AM in New York, and you're off in fucking Turkey or something, like before, then how'll this work?

Hawkeye58:Hahaha. By making sure I catch the right flight.

Stark1:Fuck. ARE you in Turkey?

Hawkeye58:Eh. I think I might be in Bulgaria. Sort of on the line. Never was good at figuring out which side of the squiggly border line I'm on.

Stark1:…fuck.

Hawkeye58:What…..it's not that far. Sort of.

Stark1:…..what kind of crack are you on?

Hawkeye58:Hey. I'm clean. I mean….okay. Geographically it's far. But I mean…..still not too bad.

Stark1:Yea? When would you get here?

Hawkeye58:Ah….well…..if I can get a quinjet out of here…couple hours?

Stark1:…and you'd be able to stay? You wouldn't be flying right back out?

Hawkeye58:Should actually have a couple of days at least.

Stark1:Yea? Really?

Hawkeye58:Yeah, really.

Stark1:Wow. That's awesome. Heh. I'll try and be patient, then.

Hawkeye58:Yeah. I know. Doesn't happen often.

Stark1:Ha too true. But I wanna see you. I'm willing to wait.

Hawkeye58:Good. Be there as soon as I can.

Stark1:…should I stop bothering you? Will that get you here faster?

Hawkeye58:Ha. Nah. Just gonna try and sweet talk Coulson into letting me take a jet.

…..you have a place for me to park one?

Stark1:…did you seriously just ask if I have a place to park a jet? What do YOU think?

Hawkeye58:I don't know! I'm assuming yes.

Stark1:Yes, I have room. I imagine it'll be pretty obvious when you're coming in from above.

Hawkeye58:Okay. Good.

Stark1:Yea, good. Now get your fine ass over here.

Hawkeye58:Haha. Will do. Got okay'd by Coulson under the orders that we are not to cause undo trouble.

Stark1:….does he know who we are?

Hawkeye58:Yeah, I said the same thing. He said to contain it to the tower because if he had to fix a mess we caused he'd "ground" us. Not sure what that means but the way he was glaring I might not even want to find out.

Stark1:….but you're coming?

Hawkeye58:Course I'm coming.

Stark1:When? Whenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhen?

Hawkeye58:Well, I just got the go ahead. So, soon.

Stark1:…. *bounce bounce*

Hawkeye58:You are so….there are no words.

Stark1:Hahaha you usually manage to find some.

Hawkeye58:Hyper? Cute though.

Stark1:HAHAHA! So now I'M cute?

Hawkeye58:Hey. If I have to be cute, so do you.

Stark1:Oh, so I'm cute by default?

Hawkeye58:And because you are.

Stark1:Heh. Thanks.

Hawkeye58:Haha. Sure.

Stark1:You think I'm cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute

Hawkeye58:Oh my God, Tony. You're ridiculous haha

Stark1:XD

Hawkeye58:Idiot…..love you.

Stark1:Heh. Love you too.

Hawkeye58:Good.

Stark1:…so I told you to get your fine ass over here. Where are you?

Hawkeye58:Working on it. Can't really make this thing go any faster.

Stark1:….maybe I can do something about that.

Hawkeye58:…yeah, you know…..don't doubt it. But not sure if it's the best idea, either.

Stark1:Pfft I can make it better. I can do it right now, the SHIELD jets really aren't hard to hack into.

Hawkeye58:Tony….

Stark1:Yea?

Hawkeye58:I REALLY don't think you should be hacking these things while I'm in them.

Stark1:….you think I'll fuck things up? I'm legit offended.

Hawkeye58:I didn't say that. But what if someone else realizes you're hacking? Tries to stop it. And THEN screws it all up.

Stark1:…fine. I'll leave it alone. But I still think you're doubting my mad skills. May pay for it when you get here.

Hawkeye58:Look. You can hack into it next time.

Stark1:Haha. You're making me feel like a little kid.

Hawkeye58:You're ACTING like a little kid.

Stark1:Hahaha hey. Technology is a toy to me. Always has been.

Hawkeye58:…..if you really want to play with it, fine. But if someone tries to hack back…..don't let them drop me. Seriously. It's not you I'm worried about.

Stark1:Hey, if you're really worried, I'll leave it alone. It's fine. I can screw around with something else.

Hawkeye58:Like what?

Stark1:….stuff…..

Hawkeye58:That's not really descriptive.

Stark1:Heh. Wasn't really meaning it to be.

Hawkeye58:You're an ass.

Stark1:Hey! I'm leaving the jet alone!

Hawkeye58:Yeah. That's true.

Stark1:So cut me some slack! And if you ever actually come to the lab, you can check out all the random stuff I make.

Hawkeye58:I'm gonna!

Stark1:…really?

Hawkeye58:Yeah, really. Said I wanted to.

Stark1:Yea, but you never actually DO.

Hawkeye58:Because you're distracting. And distracted.

Stark1:….how would you know I'm distracted? You've never been in there.

Hawkeye58:You're distracted.

Stark1:…..how do you know?

Hawkeye58:I'm pretty damn sure I'm just as good at being distracting as you are.

Stark1:….ah. THAT sort of distracted. Yea….

Hawkeye58:Yeah. So…yeah. Maybe we'll be less distracted today.

Stark1:…..uh…

Hawkeye58:…..what? Don't think we can manage?

Stark1:…no.

Hawkeye58:Haha. Okay. Tomorrow, then.

Stark1:….are you in your uniform?

Hawkeye58:…..don't know if I should tell you.

Stark1:….yea, I don't think I'll get any work done. At all. Unless you make me. Oh. Oh. Order me around in your uniform? Oh fuck.

Hawkeye58:….what? Since when do you enjoy the thought of being ordered around?

Stark1:…by you in your uniform? That is so totally a different thing. THAT is HOT.

Hawkeye58:Ha. Don't know why. But if you think you'd like it, I'll give it a go.

Stark1:…..fuck.

Hawkeye58:Maybe. If you follow orders.

Stark1:…..okay, you're killing me. Where are you?

Hawkeye58:I don't know. Ocean is ocean.

Stark1:….this is my sad face. L

Hawkeye58:Haha I'm sorry. Not much longer I'm sure.

Stark1:Better not be. You've got me pacing.

Hawkeye58:Don't wear a hole in the floor.

Stark1:Ha! You're so evil. Smartass.

Hawkeye58:Heh. You love me.

Stark1:I totally do. And if you hurry that sweet ass up, I'll show you just how much.

Hawkeye58:Oh? Well, I do like rewards. I think they help me bend the laws of physics.

Stark1:….that would be AWESOME.

Hawkeye58:Yeah? Gonna try to do it.

Stark1:Guess I should continue to help, then.

Hawkeye58:Oh? Wait. Are you messing with the jet?

Stark1:Wait. What? Why would you ask that? Is something wrong?

Hawkeye58:No. Everything's fine. Nothing outside perimeters. Just….you mentioning to keep helping me break the laws of physics made me suspicious. I can see the city line, by the way.

Stark1:Oh, good. On both accounts.

Hawkeye58:Yeah…I'm gonna park and then come find you.

Stark1:Oh? "Find" me? Should I hide?

Hawkeye58:You know what I mean. Ass.

Stark1:Hahaha you love me. Now get in here.

Hawkeye58:Working on it. Not much of a runway up here.

Stark1:Hey. It's a private establishment. It's impressive that it has a runway at all.

Hawkeye58:Haha. Yeah. Hope flight regulators don't mind I just tore a jet through New York unannounced. Okay. Getting off this bird. See you in a moment.

Stark1:Good luck finding me in all the different floors. *cue evil laughter*

Hawkeye58:…..fucking bastard, Stark. You better hope I find you fast or not at all.

Stark1:….um…..what are you gonna do to me? Cuz now I'm sort of scared.

Hawkeye58:*cue evil laughter*

Stark1:…oh dear God. I think now I actually MIGHT hide.

Hawkeye58:Losing time, then.

Stark1:….but you're being sort of scary.

….will you come do horribly dirty things to me on the conference table?

Hawkeye58:…..that sounds fun.

Stark1:….are you fucking with me?

Hawkeye58:Not yet.

Stark1:…..FUCK.

Hawkeye58:That's the general idea.

Stark1:Okay, where the fuck are you?

Hawkeye58:Mnn…..it's a secret.

Stark1:….I hate you.

Hawkeye58:No you don't.

Stark1:Unfortunately, no.

…think I'm gonna just start getting naked. Maybe I'll leave you a trail of clothes to help you track me.

Hawkeye58:Oh, I've found you.

Stark1:….ah…

Hawkeye58:You're kind of adorable when you're nervous.

Stark1:"Adorable"? …okay, that didn't help. Fuck.

Hawkeye58:Ahaha. Oh man. Hilarious. You know, I AM impressed, though. Figured you'd cheat by now and get Jarvis to tell you where I am.

Stark1:Um…..no. Just sort of…..chilling. On the conference table. I mean A conference table. There are many.

Hawkeye58:Yeah. I'm well aware of what you're doing….

Stark1:….

Hawkeye58:I'll give you ten seconds to flee or put up a defense. Then I'm giving away my position.

Stark1:…..not going to flee. Just…..stay…put? I guess?

Hawkeye58:You are so fucking nervous. It's truly bizarre.

Stark1:Shuttup.

Hawkeye58:Ha. Adorable.

Stark1:Fuck you.

Hawkeye58:Momentarily.

Stark1:….Goddamn.

Hawkeye58:Alright. Ready or not…

Stark1:…I think I may have a nervous breakdown.

Hawkeye58:….here I come….

-tbc-