Chapter 5: Fun and Games

Everything was perfect! Perfect! Tony was having the time of his life. His sourpuss of a father was across the country on business (the bastard didn't even bother with a "Happy Birthday" phone call). Pepper worked her magic and organized one hell of a party. The music choices from the DJ were top notch. Everyone in school was there, admiring him and cheering for him and giving him all the attention anyone could ask for. The cake was amazing, both in looks and taste. Yellow cake with chocolate/caramel swirls and buttercream frosting that glowed! Kaylee fucking Foxx singing happy birthday to him and giving him a kiss on the cheek! Pepper looking quite hot in her Ariel get-up. His new acquaintances Bruce, Clint, and Natasha were there. His new crush was there! Tony was so happy he thought he would burst. Hours melted away as he and the rest of his friends ate cake, laughed at the top of their lungs, and danced until their feet hurt. Even Bruce who seemed a lot less meek than he was when he first met him on the bus. At one point during the night a hot goth girl in a red witch costume made out with him. Another athletic bodied hottie in a green body suit was grinding on him with her firm butt in his hands. When he and his friends were dancing to the Cha Cha Slide, some guy in an ant costume had grabbed his ass, but Tony didn't mind. Sam unfortunately had to leave early. Something about visiting his grandparents out of town tomorrow. Tony had Happy take him home after they all said goodbye. It was past eleven in the evening when a large portion of the other guests started leaving as well. A few said happy birthday to him on their way out, most others didn't. That didn't matter to Tony. As long as the rest of his VIP crew was there with him, the people who came for free entertainment instead of actually celebrating his birthday could enjoy themselves to their hearts' content and leave. Some more time passed, and only a big handful of party goers were there. The caterers had stopped restocking the buffet table and the snacks were finally disappearing. The ice sculpture of his head was taken away before it could start melting. The big ass cake was reduced to a slightly messy corner. Pepper had them put it in a bunch of carry-out boxes and stored in the refrigerator. The DJ announced he was going to play one last song, and "Pay Me" by Miguel bumped through the room. Tony and his friends danced together one last time until the song ended. The music stopped completely, and Tony gave every one a high five as they laughed and panted.

"Oh my goodness! I think,...I'm gonna faint." said Bruce, who was wheezing and clutching his knees.

Tony was concerned for a second until he saw Bruce smile and wink at him. Tony chuckled. He really liked this guy.

"Yo, how about one last happy birthday for Tony Stark!" the DJ shouted, and the remaining guests all did so, filing out through the front door.

"Great party, yo!" the guy in the ant costume said as he passed him by.

Tony winked at him, remembering the ass grab from earlier. He looked at his VIPs who were catching their breath and clutching their sides. He still had some energy left and he wasn't ready to be alone yet. Not on his birthday. He already had enough of that on a daily basis. Pepper and Rhodey couldn't be around all the time after all, and spending time with old Howard was a lost cause for years now.

"You guys up for an after party? We can go upstairs." he asked, letting just the tiniest drop of desperation leak in his tone.

"I am, friend Tony!" Tony shouted, causing Clint who was right next to him to flinch.

Bruce, who was still using Thor as a safety net, nodded in agreement, still loudly wheezing. Steve shrugged.

"I don't see why not."

Sharon did her dazzling smile.

"Count me in, too."

"Hell yeah, man." Rhodey chimed in.

Pepper put her hands on her hips and smirked.

"You can't tie your shoes without me. I have to be there." she said.

Tony snorted as everyone else giggled at him. You're good, Pepper, but not that good he thought to himself. He looked at Natasha and Clint, who had opened his Hawaiian shirt all the way, revealing most of his defined torso. Tony gulped. He had a fine stomach, but he was nowhere as sculpted as Clint. Or Steve. Or Sam. Or Thor. God dammit. Tony arched his eyebrows at them.

"Well? Bonnie and Clyde, you in?" he asked.

Clint and Natasha looked each other, and Tony could've sworn they were having a conversation without speaking. Tony was impressed. He didn't know if he could ever do that with anybody. If something was on his mind, he spoke it. Point blank. Natasha leaned on Clint's shoulder and grabbed his hand.

"Well we've made it this far with you. What's a little bit more?" she stated.

Tony beamed and raised his arms.

"Yes! That's what I like to hear! C'mon, people. The workers and caterers can take care of everything down here."

After they all grabbed their bags of clothes they hid under the chairs near the buffet table, Tony led the way. High fiving the last of the guests who were grabbing some last minute snacks before leaving. He threw the DJ a wink and a thumbs up as they walked past his booth and through the curtains. The rest of his downstairs remained mostly untouched. He saw the house cleaners here and there. Sweeping the polished marble floor or dusting the gold rimmed stair railing or putting new sheets on the Italian furniture.

"Damn. Nice digs, Tony." he heard Bruce say, surprised to hear the shy boy swear.

"I know, right? Follow me. We're going to my floor."

"Your floor?" Clint asked.

"The entire third floor of this house kind of belongs to Tony." Steve explained.

Tony turned his head and flashed his pearly whites.

"Damn right." he boasted.

He led them past the living room to the newly installed home elevator. He waved in front of the panel on the wall and the familiar ding ding sounded as the golden doors slid open with a hiss.

"This house is only three stories. Do you really need an elevator?" Natasha asked as they gathered inside.

"Bonnie my dear, we just danced for five hours. Do you feel like walking up three flights of stairs right now?" he retorted.

Natasha scoffed.

"Screw that." she said.

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Bruce was more than happy when they exited the elevator. His breathing had leveled out but his feet were killing him. He had danced on and off all night, and while fun it was exhausting. Physical activity wasn't something Bruce did often, but he still had a pretty good time. Oh hell, he had great freaking time! Everything was as over-the-top as he expected, but at least nothing too crazy happened. Tony snapped his fingers and the song "Baby It's You" by Smith began playing softly through the speakers on the ceiling. Bruce sighed deeply as they all kicked off their shoes and set them against the wall with their bags. He wished so badly that Betty had been there to experience this with him. The thick carpet felt great to his feet, and he reveled in the sight. Tony's floor was just as lavish as the rest of the house. He had his own kitchenette complete with a folly stocked fridge and small stove-top oven. The living room had a variety of couches and love seats with a large table near the corner. A big arcadia door to a wide balcony set to the left. There was a massive flat screen covering nearly an entire wall, various gaming systems and an extensive collection of movies and DVDs on the shelves on either side of it. The bathroom nearby was thrice the size of his own back at home. There was a deep set tub/jacuzzi combo and a huge walk in shower. Countless colognes and hair products lined the counters next to sink. His bedroom's double doors were open, revealing Tony's gold sheeted California King bed on a square shaped foot high platform in the center. Pictures of Tony in varying ages hanging all over the place. His walk-in closet was stuffed with clothes and shoes, almost as big as the damn kitchenette. The floor smelled like Tony's cologne, which Bruce was sure costed the same as an average one-year college tuition. He thought it was all extremely excessive. Excessive but awesome. Steve, Sharon, Rhodey, Pepper, and Thor had all been there before so they seemed indifferent. He, Clint and Natasha were awestruck.

"Holy shit, Tony." he heard Clint say.

"I'll pay rent if you let me live on this floor, too." said Bruce.

"Ha! I'm gonna hold you to that, Brucie Boy." said Tony.

Bruce was nowhere near as wound up as he was earlier. He was still clinging by Thor's side most of the time but he wasn't so nervous anymore. It was a shame Betty wasn't there with him, but Bruce felt great. Clint, Sharon, Rhodey, and Steve all snatched off their wigs and caps. Thor unhooked his ponytail. Bruce took off his fedora, glove, and sweat soaked sweater, perspiration rimming the collar of his t-shirt underneath. He tied his sweater comfortably around his waist and tossed his fedora into the pile of wigs and caps the others made. Bruce and the others took seats on the couches and love seats while Tony went to the fridge.

"Anybody want a drink? I'm getting one!" Tony called out.

"Fuck yeah." said Clint.

"Aye!" shouted Thor, causing Clint to flinch again.

"Me too, Tony." said Rhodey.

"It's been a long night. I'll take one." said Pepper.

Bruce, Steve, Natasha, and Sharon all politely declined. Bruce tried alcohol once in his entire life, and he wasn't a fan of how it tasted or what it did to people. Tony returned to the living room, passing a frosty cold bottle of Bud Light to the four who asked for them.

"So tonight was fun." said Rhodey with a sip of his beer.

"I'll admit, I had a nice time." said Natasha, who was seated on Clint's lap on the love seat.

"Honestly I'm surprised you and Clyde are still here." said Tony.

Clint scoffed and took a swig of beer.

"So am I actually. I'm gonna be honest, at first I wasn't even sure why we came here."

"I like to think I had something to with that." said Steve with a smile.

Clint shrugged.

"Can't argue with that."

"Everyone, can we please give a round of applause to the lovely Pepper Potts? I know everything is always about me as it should be, but this party was her baby."

Pepper playfully bowed in her seat as the group clapped. The five who had beers raised their bottles to her.

"You're welcome." she said.

"By the way, how did you make Kaylee Foxx happen? I'm still geeking out over that." asked Sharon, bouncing just from mentioning her name.

"My party planning magic plus Stark Industries dough can make a lot of things happen." said Pepper.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Boy was that true.

"Might I make a suggestion as to what we do next?" Thor asked, who was shockingly already done with his bottle.

"Feel free." said Rhodey.

"I want to play a game I believe you Americans call 'Truth or Dare'." he said.

Bruce saw Clint almost choke on his beer as the gray eyed teen stifled a laugh.

"Are you fucking serious?" he asked with a laugh.

"Can we watch the language, please?" Steve asked.

Clint rolled his eyes but complied.

"I'm just saying, that would be fun...if we were twelve." he chastised.

Bruce shrugged.

"I don't see the harm. As long we don't do anything too outrageous." he said.

"Come on. Lets humor our friendly neighborhood Asgardian." said Sharon.

"Screw it. Why not? Afraid of what you might do or reveal?" asked Tony, leaning forward and smiling challengingly Clint.

"Come on, Clint." said Natasha, staring Clint right in his eyes.

Clint slumped his shoulders.

"Ugh. Fine. Let's be twelve for a while." he said.

Thor, once again not noticing the awkwardness, smiled and pumped his fist in the air.

"Excellent!" he boomed, making Clint flinch once more.

Bruce and everyone else scooted from the couches to the center of the carpet, sitting cross legged in a wide circle.

"Who wants to go first?" asked Rhodey.

Tony smiled widely and raised his hand.

"Duh! Me!" he shouted.

"Go ahead, birthday boy." said Pepper.

Wasting no time, Tony pointed his finger in Clint's direction.

"You! Clyde! Truth or dare?"

"Truth. As long as it's not about me and Nat." Clint replied.

Tony nodded.

"Fair enough. So, earlier on the bus after you did your impressive pole dance, you said you show, not tell. Well tough shit cuz I'm asking now; with those moves, Clint are you a male stripper?"

Clint's eyes went wide and swallowed a chug of beer far too hard, making him cough forcefully for ten seconds. Bruce couldn't help but snicker loudly with everyone else. Boy was Tony direct.

"As flattering as that question is, no Tony, I'm not." Clint said when he caught his breath.

Natasha was looking away from him, shaking with quiet laughter into the crook of her arm.

"Because of that I'm next," Clint declared, "Steve. Truth or dare?"

Steve looked at Sharon and back at Clint.

"Dare." the blond answered.

Clint gestured towards the cabinets in the kitchenette.

"I know Tony's got some liquor in there. I dare you to take a shot."

"Now there's something I'd like to see!" Tony exclaimed.

Now it was Steve's turn to go wide-eyed.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh," was all that came out of Steve's mouth, but Tony, Sharon and Clint picked Steve up by his elbows and practically dragged him to the cabinets.

"Guys? Uh guys? Guys! I've never even had a sip of wine before. I don't think I can do this." Steve said nervously as Tony grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured it in a shot glass that had his face on it.

Tony and Clint grinned as they both shoved the glass in Steve's big hand.

"Stevie, Stevie, Stevie. Don't you know the best way to get into a pool is by jumping in?" Tony coaxed.

Sharon kissed Steve's cheek.

"It's alright, baby. I'll be right here."

Steve's had was shaking as he ever so slowly brought the glass up to his lips.

"Steve, you can't sip a shot. You gotta swallow it as soon as you put it in your mouth. Don't be a pussy about it." Clint teased.

Steve glared at him.

"Language, Clint."

"Just take the fucking shot!" Clint and Tony shouted simultaneously.

Steve groaned loudly as he did as he was told. The moment the alcohol hit his tastebuds, his face screwed up tightly and he quickly swallowed it. Steve coughed loudly and doubled over, his hands gripping tightly on the edge of the counter. Sharon patted his back, her face a mixture of pride and concern.

"You alright, babe?" she asked him.

Steve stuck his tongue out and gagged.

"Holy shit that was awful!" he shouted.

His swearing caught everybody off guard, and they laughed shamelessly at his expense.

"Lightweight." Tony taunted.

Sharon, Clint, and Tony guided the stumbling teen back to the circle and they sat down.

"My turn, now. Pepper? Truth or...Dare?" Steve asked with a strong hiccup.

"Uuuum, Truth." she answered.

"Who is your girl crush?" he asked.

All eyes locked on her. Now this was getting very interesting. Pepper's cheeks flushed, her face the same color as her hair.

"Honestly?" she asked.

"That's why they call it Truth or Dare, Pep." Rhodey teased.

Pepper looked down at her sparkly skirt.

"Natasha."

Natasha's eyebrows shot up as Tony made a purring sound.

"Really?" she asked.

"Don't act so surprised, Jessica Rabbit. I'm pretty sure you were everyone's girl crush tonight with that dress." said Rhodey.

"I must say you are quite ravishing this evening." said Thor.

Natasha gave her hair a flip and winked at Pepper.

"Thank you." she said in a sultry voice.

Pepper blushed even more and cleared her throat.

"I uh, I believe it's my turn now. Thor, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare! I fear NOTHING!" the Asgardian yelled, and Clint wasn't able to suppress another flinch.

Bruce giggled into his hands. It was funny every single time.

"Okie dokie. Thor I dare you tooooo,..."

Pepper looked at Tony, and an evil grin spread across her face.

"I dare you to give Tony a lapdance."

The other teens went "Oooooooooohhhhh."

"What?!" Tony exclaimed, his face more than startled.

"Well it is your birthday." said Sharon with a cheeky smirk.

Tony threw up his hands and hopped up in the closest chair.

"You know what? Why not? Thor, get your beefy ass over here and show me whatcha got!"

Thor got up, fearlessly strolling over to where Tony sat.

"Awooooh!" Clint shouted.

"Oh I can't wait to see this." said Natasha.

"Are you prepared, friend Tony?" Thor asked cautiously as he stood in front of the birthday boy.

Tony answered the Asgardian with a sideways smile and a snap of his fingers. What else would be playing other than the song "Lapdance" by N.E.R.D. Bruce threw his head back and clapped. Thor giving Tony a lapdance was definitely the last thing he expected to happen this evening. Thor, who was closely watching the way Clint danced all night long, copied his movements. He put his hands behind his head and twirled his hips in a circle surprisingly well. Everyone was cheering him on except for Steve. The poor boy was still reeling from his shot. Thor lept forward and straddled Tony, his massive form catching Tony off guard as the millionaire gave an embarrassing sounding "Oof!" Thor not noticing continued his dance, pressing his chest against Tony's and whipping his hair back and forth. Tony was laughing, relishing in the outrageousness of the event. Deciding he had enough, Tony snapped his fingers and the song faded out. Thor hopped off of him and bowed graciously to his friends. Everybody including Tony clapped as he and Thor resumed their positions on the floor.

"Damn, Thor. You and Clint both oughta start a male exotic dance club together." said Tony.

"After what I just witnessed, I just might." Clint replied, finishing off his beer.

"I was only mimicking you, Clint." said Thor, brushing some of his hair behind his ear.

"Yeah well, take what you've learned from Clint tonight and do that for Jane some time." Bruce suggested.

Thor's baby blue eyes lit up.

"You think my lady Jane would like that?" he asked.

"Pal, if she doesn't, you break up with her immediately." Rhodey answered.

"It is now my time! Friend Sharon, Truth or Dare?" Thor asked.

Sharon scratched the back of her head and thought for a second.

"Uuuum, Dare." she said.

Thor rubbed his large hands together and glanced at the kitchenette.

"I dare you to bite a stick of butter!" he declared.

Sharon and the other two girls made gagging noises, causing the boys to snicker. Bruce was so happy Thor hadn't chosen him because that is disgusting.

"Are you serious?" she asked, reconsidering her decision.

She looked at Steve hopefully, who shook his head.

"Oh come on!" she cried, but Steve continued to shake his head.

"Consider this payback." Steve replied, holding his stomach closely.

Sharon whined as she stood up and went over to the fridge. She reached inside and pulled out a fresh stick of butter.

"Go ahead, Sharon! You chose Dare so you gotta do it!" said Pepper, who had now finished her beer as well.

Sharon peeled the wrapper. She put her teeth on the tip of the stick and paused, not yet biting down. Bruce saw Tony growing impatient and slapped his forehead when the millionaire started teasing.

"Do it. Just eat that butter, girl. Go ahead. Shove it in your mouth. This ain't your first time."

"Oh my GOD you must stop!" Sharon shouted, and everyone started laughing at her.

Red faced and upset at the teasing, Sharon took a huge chomp out of the stick of butter. She rapidly chewed and swallowed it, regretting it right away. Her mouth formed an O and her stomach wasn't feeling so good.

"Oh god,...oh god!"

Sharon bent down over the trashcan next to the counter and spit all she could inside, absolutely hating the taste in her mouth. The laughter grew louder, only calming down once she felt okay enough to come back in the living room and sit back down.

"Jesus that was terrible," she uttered, "Aaaanyway, I'm next now. Natasha. Truth or Dare?"

"Dare." the redhead answered right away.

"Nice. You're dressed as Jessica Rabbit, so I dare you to be super sexy and sing her song for us."

Tony rubbed his hands together.

"This just keeps getting better and better." he said.

Bruce stayed quiet, but he agreed with Tony. This was the most interesting game of Truth or Dare he'd ever been in. As a matter of fact, it was the only game of Truth or Dare. Wow. Then this is damn good for my first time. No questions asked, Natasha stood up in the center of their circle. She looked upwards, putting one hand behind her head, the other on her hip and she arched her back. Perfectly mimicking the cartoon sex symbol with perfect pitch, Natasha sang the song.

"You had plenty money 1922.

You wouldn't let other women make a fool of you.

Why dontcha do riiiiiiiight,

like some other mennnn doooo."

Bruce tugged at his collar. This was almost too much sexiness to handle. She walked her own model walk towards Thor and continued.

"Get outta herrrre.

Get me some moneyyy toooo."

She shimmied her chest at the Asgardian before making her way towards Tony and Rhodey.

"You're sittin down and wondering what it's all about?

If you aint got no money they will put you out.

Why dontcha do riiiiiiiiight,

Like some other mennnnn dooooo."

Natasha blew a kiss at them before slowly turning around, wiggling her hips and strutting back to Clint.

"Get outta herrrre.

Get me some moneyyy tooooo."

Natasha very slowly turned around and sat down, her back arched with one lug stuck straight out.

"Why don'tcha do riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight,

like some other mennnnnnnnnnnnnnnn"

She paused momentarily before finishing,

"Dooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Natasha drew her leg down, and the whole room was silent for a second.

"Natasha, are you sure you're not just Jessica reincarnated in the real world?" Steve asked, breaking the silence first.

"Seriously! That was uh-mazing!" Sharon complimented.

"That was sexy as hell Natasha." said Rhodey.

"Thank you for that, lady Natasha!" Thor shouted.

"I agree. Thank you so much for that." said Tony, his compliment genuine.

Bruce and Pepper gave her two thumbs up and clapped.

Natasha nodded in quiet, letting everyone shower her with praise. She knew she was good. She didn't even have to try.

"So, now I hold the shell. Rhodey, Truth or Dare?"

"Uhhh, Truth." said Rhodey.

"Cool. I'm just gonna steal from Pepper. Guy crush. Spill it." she ordered.

Rhodey gulped and looked down at his socks.

"Oh, dammit. It's uh, it's Thor." he answered.

"Surprising absolutely no one. It's impossible not to have a man-crush on you, big guy." said Tony.

Thor smiled at Rhodey and Tony.

"Thank you, friend Rhodey. Thank you both. I take pride in this knowledge."

Rhodey looked back up and stared straight at Bruce. Bruce sighed. He knew it was just a matter of time.

"Yup, I'm lookin' at you, Banner. Truth or Dare?"

Bruce didn't want to risk taking shots, singing, eating butter or giving any lapdances, so he played it safe and said,

"Truth."

Why not? He had nothing to hide.

"Alrighty then. So Bruce, what's the naughtiest thing you've ever done?"

Except that. Bruce's cheeks flushed. It was true, Bruce was not much more than a shy bookworm who miraculously had a girlfriend. One would expect him to not have any naughty stories, but he did. Oh he did, and it was embarrassing. He took a deep breath and stared down at the carpet.

"One time when I was twelve or thirteen, Betty and I went out on a lunch date. She wanted to try this new Mexican place. My stomach can't handle that kind of stuff but I can't say no. Not to Betty. So, we had lunch there and went our separate ways. During my walk home, my stomach starts bubbling, and I feel my intestines moving. I know I'm not going to make it home in time, so I uh,... I hopped a fence and took a crap in some random neighbor's backyard bushes."

"Oh dear god!" Steve exclaimed, holding his stomach and turning pink in the face.

Tony, Rhodey, Clint, and Pepper were cackling hysterically. Natasha pursed her lips tightly and looked at the wall. Sharon had her hand over her mouth, still reeling in from the shock of the story. Bruce expected to feel embarrassed, but instead he was laughing along with them. He felt so bad about what happened that day that he never even told Betty about it. He had pushed it to the back of his mind and did his best to forget about it. It felt good to get it out now, among this group of people he wasn't expecting to like this much.

"Oh Bruce, that's rich! That is rich! Thank you for sharing." said Tony when the laughter died down.

Bruce licked his upper lip. At last, it was his turn.

"Here we go. Last challenge of the game. Tony,-"

"I ain't scurred! Gimme a dare, Brucie Boy!" the black haired teen interjected.

Bruce shrugged. He had a good one.

"Okay. Tony, I dare you to...I dare you to kiss whoever you think is the sexiest person in the room."

"Oh, this oughta be good for a laugh. How is Tony supposed to kiss himself?" asked Sharon.

Tony, ignoring her, arched an eyebrow at Bruce.

"What if that person is taken?" he asked.

"I said kiss, Tony. You don't have to make out with them. Seems harmless enough if you ask me." Bruce replied.

The others nodded in agreement, and Tony shrugged. The birthday boy crawled forward on all fours, stalking like a panther. He glanced left and right, contemplating on who to go to. Tony slowly crawled to Thor's lap. The Asgardian's eyes grew wide as Tony leaned forward, his lips nearly touching his. Then, Thor frowned when Tony grinned and shook his head no. From Thor he went to Steve. Tony's mouth almost made contact and Sharon was eying him closely, grabbing on her stockings tightly. Tony shook his head no. Steve let out the breath he was holding as he backed up. He did the same routine with Sharon and Pepper, and Bruce wondered just what the hell was he doing. Tony then crawled over to Bruce's spot in the circle. Oh god, he's coming over to me! Bruce thought, and he held his breath as Tony's face was inches from his. He could smell the deodorant and aftershave on Tony he was so close. He felt a tickle as the tip of Tony's gelled black hair skimmed the side of Bruce's neck. Holy god! This is uber weird! Betty if it's me then please forgive me! Please! Oh god! What did I start? Oh god! Tony raised his head to his cheek, and Bruce squeezed his eyes shut.

"It's okay, Bruce. It's not you." Tony whispered gently into his ear, and when Tony backed up from him Bruce snapped his eyes open.

Wow. It wasn't me. I'm relieved and yet I'm,... kind of offended? Tony slinked over to Natasha, who sat perfectly still. His lips came close to her cheek, and he brought the tip of his forehead down, touching hers. Tony slid his head down, lightly rubbing the tips of their noses together. He leaned forward, his lips barely a centimeter from Natasha's blood red ones. Tony smiled, and looked to her right. Natasha gasped as suddenly, Tony snapped away from her and crashed his lips against Clint's instead. Tony pressed forward into the kiss and gripped Clint's shoulder. Clint grabbed the back of Tony's head, kissing back hard for half a second before the millionaire pulled back. Clint sat there in shock, not daring a move a muscle with mile wide eyes at Tony, who was staring back with a confident grin.

"Well, that answers that question." he said.

Nobody knew what to say. Nobody could say anything. Natasha was glaring at Tony, but more out of confusion than anger like usual. Clint wiped his mouth with his sleeve, stood up from his position and stomped out of the living room. Going to the balcony outside, he slammed the door behind him, causing Bruce and the others to jump. Tony, who looked confused and a little hurt, stood up from his position on the floor as well. Natasha rose and met him eye to eye, her confused glare turning to anger.

"Tony, what the fuck was that?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"I...I was just-"

Natasha growled at Tony, and he backed up slowly from her. His face frozen in fear. Natasha opened the door to the balcony and joined Clint outside, abandoning the scene behind her.

A/N: Any favorite moments from the game?