[READ] Thanks to everyone who followed the story and I have a few adorable mentions: Chaseyn, Chrome Nagi Dokuro, and RockAngel2642. I want to thank you guys for liking and adding. This chapter is not all that long but it will begin to pick up its pace soon enough. Make sure you add a review just so that I know your still with me. Without further ado here's Chapter Two!
"Listen, I've seen the grass on the other side," she frowned, "and it's definitely not greener at all." Tony barked. "Come on guys we used to be tight." he crossed his arms over his shoulders as if he were a Back Street Boy. "Until my son came and ruined it all,"
"Are you referring to Ultron?" Steve leaned on the back of the couch.
"Of course I'm referring to Ultron, now get of my chair like that." Banner grinned as Captain obeyed his order like a soilder.
"So what are you really trying to say?" Banner asked taking his glasses off. "You want us to have an intervention or something?" Natasha's eyes landed on his. "Sounds fair I agree with clearing a few things up," he said matching the look then slowly placing his specs back on his nose.
"What about you?You haven't said a word," Everyone glanced in Romanov's direction. She opened her mouth with the intention to go around the question but an all to familiar voice took over.
"I'm sorry for being late," Clint stood beside his favoite agent with a smirk on his face. "Traffic was hell,"
Somehow Natasha new Barton always had her back even when he didn't notice. "Where's Thor?" he removed his shades. His shoulder playfully bumped Natasha's like a personal hello.
"Uh, he's a god. He doesn't have time for this shit," Tony remarked.
"And we do?" Natasha whispered under her breath. Banner must have heard because his lips formed a shocked 'o'.
"Language," Steve warned. "This day in age people swear for a living," Clint's brow arched.
" Is that why I'm so rich then? Because I swear? Hell, then Steve you should try it," Steve opened his mouth before being cut off.
"Where getting of subject," Banner reminded all of them. Everyone went silient. It became so quite you could hear the refigerator running.
Were they just fighting? Was it that easy to get in to a brawl these days? Truth was Ultron did destroy them from the inside it was just later they've all noticed. He might of been beaten but his remaining goal stayed present.
It wasn't going to work out. If they all keep this up what was the point of calling them a team? What was the point of calling them the Avengers?
"How about a getaway like a vaction," Clint broke the ice" We should take off a little time to relax and talk about whatever issues that need to be resolved."
Natasha couln't help but glance towards Barton's ringless finger. She should have known. Now that she thought about it there was a time he had sounded like he wanted to tell her something, but being stuck in her stubborn ways she read it as another sweet Barton moment. A moment in which he'd pretend to be stressed whenever she was,so that she wouldn't feel alone.
"Sounds about right to me," she said backing him up. He smiled as she returned the long awaited shoulder bump.
Tony shrugged. "If that's what you choose over the therapy session I scheduled fine," he commented sounding slightly offended.
"Then it's a plan?" Captain asked everyone. The Avengers all nodded in agreement whether they wanted to or not. "Alright,"
"A therapist?" Banner said towards Tony as everyone began leaving.
"Yeah, Stephen Hawking,"
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