OH MY GOD! INFINITY WAR COMES OUT TOMORROW! IM SERIOUSLY FREAKING OUT! Which brings us to the 6th chapter in this INFINITY WAR COUNTDOWN! This is a fun chapter, I think. I hope you like it! And I'm sorry if any of the political stuff offends you, it's just my opinion. It's not meant to offend anyone.
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The Avengers were all seated on the couch watching the election.
"And the new president of the United States is Donald Trump!" The news person announced.
"That orange cheeto!" Clint exclaimed, falling off the bookshelf where he had been perched in surprise. Sam snorted his soda up his nose at Clint's remark, and about the fact that he was currently spread-eagled on the floor.
"I know," Steve said nodding in agreement. "It's a shame that people voted for him." Tony turned his head towards Bruce and looked at him pointedly. Bruce sighed as he pulled out his phone and clicked on the stopwatch app. Tony then turned forwards again and made sure that everyone but Steve could see him as he winked, smirking.
"Oh yeah, I don't vote," Tony said casually. Steve trailed off mid-sentence. His head turned slowly to look at Tony, his face slack with shock.
"What!?" Steve said in disbelief.
"I mean, it does it really make a difference? One vote among millions won't change anything." The Avengers grinned in amusement as they watched Steve swell with anger. Steve then started lecturing Tony about the importance of democratic process and how dangerous it can be if citizens give up their say about how the government is run. Tony was trying desperately to keep a straight face, which made the group snicker into their hands. Bruce was watching the clock, hand poised for the moment the rant stopped.
The team had started this game where they try to push Steve's buttons and get him all riled up and patriotic. Whoever gets the longest rant gets a small little trophy that Tony made. Hence the reason for Bruce timing. By the time Steve finished his rant Sam and Clint were asleep, Tony was zoning out, Natasha still in the exact same pose, and Bruce was trying desperately to not fall asleep.
"Well thank you Steve, for that… interesting lecture," Tony said yawning as he stood up. "I think I'm going to go to bed." As Tony walked out he passed Bruce and whispered to him, "Time?"
"8 minutes and 47 seconds," Bruce replied. "Sorry Tony." Tony sighed. Still not enough, he thought. I'll have to think of something better to get that trophy.
The current holder of the trophy was Clint, with a record of 15 minutes and twelve seconds. He somehow managed to convince Steve that he didn't pay his taxes.
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Ah, Good ol' Steve. Why does Clint always win at everything? Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please remember to follow, favorite, and review!
Xoxo,
-Raven