Tony was going to make Natasha Romanoff's technology play cat noises for the rest of her life.
REPEATEDLY.
Getting LOUDER and LOUDER each time.
The reason the genius was going to do this?
Three hours prior, the (totally DEAD) redhead had told the press that Tony was afraid of giggling.
0.00000000000000001 seconds later, Tony was getting hundreds, maybe THOUSANDS of texts ranging from
Oh you poor dear!
to
I didn't realize getting captured by terrorists messed you up THIS much!
to
Are you sure someone of your condition should be tasked with saving people?
to (Tony like this person)
I don't believe this for a second! Don't let Romanoff get you down!
to (Tony like this person just a "little" but less
Always knew you were crazy.
to (Tony liked this person but was a little disturbed)
Hi-Hello- I mean, pleasure to make your acquaintance-I mean, through texting you- I am Peter Parker- yes I am-of course I am, okay, sir Tony- I mean- , I am a huge fan of you, I want to BE you when you grow up- I mean, when I grow up, of course, you're already grown up-but you know that of course, your work with thermal nuclear nanotech specially scientific reaction of the cosmetic...
Tony shut off his phone, sighing and pinching his nose.
The other Avengers especially the (completely DEAD) Natasha all laughed at Tony.
Tony missed Bruce-adult Bruce-who was much more mature than his baby self.
But...no matter.
Tony could plot revenge on the evil Natasha by HIMSELF.
With J.A.R.V.I.S's help, of course.
He would make Natasha pay.
Black Widow or not.