Hey guys, here I am again and it continues. I want to apologize for not posting. An idea just popped into my head. I was talking to a friend about an FF and we thought, 'why don't we do a group on Whats App'. We could chat, help etc.
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"You should have stayed in the icebox for a little longer," mumbled Tony about Steve and Bruce didn't respond. "Well, he's right about Loki. The guy is ahead of us."
"That guy is like the coyote in the Roadrunner cartoon," Tony said. Bruce couldn't understand this comparison at first. "He just blows himself up, and I'll be there when the time comes."
Bruce heard that certain undertone, but he said, "Yep. I'll see it on the news."
"Aha…" Tony hasn't given up yet. "Or you'll get dressed up, like the rest of us."
Bruce let out an amused tone. He wasn't familiar with the fact that people wanted him with them for something. Even if it was about a mad god, "Ha... oh, I do not have something like an armored suit." Tony's invitation was not unwelcomed as a gesture, but his kind of bowl bothered Bruce. "I'm like a naked nerve… Unprotected. It's a nightmare."
It was pleasant that Tony didn't give him the sympathetic, careful broadside. Tony wasn't afraid of the Hulk, or he had great faith in him. Bruce didn't know what was more disturbing.
"You know, I had shrapnel inside me that could penetrate my heart any second. This prevents that." Tony pointed to his arc reactor, which quietly received Bruce's full appreciation and thanks. "This small circle of light is now a part of me. It's not just armor. It's a terrible privilege – and a great night light."
Bruce smiled shortly before answering seriously. "But you can control that."
"Because I learned how," Tony said. Bruce dropped it with a 'this is different…' and dealt with the measurements on the screen. Even though he appreciated Tony's efforts, he doubted anyone could understand that. A reactor in his chest was unpleasant, and the danger of shell splinters was omnipresent, but Tony didn't have to be afraid to wake up one day and destroy and kill everything he loved.
But Tony didn't let himself be turned away so quickly. "Hey," he said and wiped all the measurements Bruce wanted to crawl into at the edge of the screen. "I read everything about your accident. Such gamma radiation should have killed you."
Bruce slowly realized what Tony thought. "That means you think the Hulk..." Bruce smiled ironically because Hulk was only supposed to be his imaginary friend from the past. "...The one who saved my life. Well... Pearls before sows. But that's nice. A nice thought, but saved... for what?" Bruce looked at Tony questioningly, looking back at him seriously and said truthfully. "I guess we'll figure it out."
"You may not like this," Bruce said as Tony turned back to the equipment. He doubted whether Tony's trust was justified.
"But maybe to you." He heard Tony say and doubted it even more.
"...I think a good night light could always be used," Bruce said quietly. "It illuminates the darkest nights.
"I'll keep that in mind," Tony promised, and you could hear his grin. "And you're welcome."