Perry the Platypus, chapter 5!
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5. Get Fury to put on a mustache and monobrow, and make him pretend to be "Major Monogram"
The press surrounded the NYC Hospital, as a newly recovered Tony Stark wheeled out on a stretcher. The press got up in his face, asking questions on how and why he received this injury
"Mr. Stark, can you tell us how you got an arrow to the knee?"
"Mr. Stark, who inflicted this upon you?"
"Mr. Stark, are you going to press charges?"
Tony didn't hear any of these questions, as his head was still spinning and the anesthesia was still working its way out of his system. He grabbed one of the mikes in his face and said "I'm Perry...the Platypus...Hey Bruce...I know what we're going to do today...where's Perry?"
Shortly after this was aired, Tony hid in his room for several weeks, avoiding the new meme that had popped up on the internet. As it was his face when he was still in anesthesia, and said things like
"I used to be a billionaire, playboy, and philanthropist. Until I got an arrow to the knee"
"I used to be a billionaire. Now I'm a platypus"
Tony hid in his room, drinking as much alcohol as possible, to hide his shame and embarrassment. Poor Pepper had to handle it all. Leading the press away from Mr. Stark and making excuses on why he was like this. "Oh yes, Mr. Stark has come down with bronchitis, he won't be in until next week"
After a whole month, Tony came out of his state of delusion and embarrassment, and replaced it all with fury (A/N: I just love word puns...XD) revenge. Clint had made a fool a him. On national, no wait scratch that, INTERNATIONAL TELEVISION. The whole world has now seen "Tony the Platypus" And Now Clint was going to pay. Tony took it up to Fury, who was still enraged on the issue, saying Stark had disgraced SHIELD for all time
"Oh calm down Fury. We can just threaten them with the nuclear weapons you guys still have and it'll be done"
"I WILL NOT STAND FOR-wait what?"
"Fury, have you forgotten I am still a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist?"
Fury stood silent, trying to counter, but he gave up "What do you want Stark?"
"Oh nothing. Just a little favor. You see, it was dear Hawkeye who gave me the injury, therefore, if we trace it to the root of the problem, it was him who caused me to get into the hospital in the first place!"
"So how can I help?"
Tony smirked, and his confidence rising, told Fury what he wanted. Fury was surprisingly, agreeable (Only because Stark blackmailed him) and they managed to bring Coulson in on the plan as well. Tony clapped his hands together and said "Clint, you're going down, down, down"
Clint made his way to SHIELD's director, Fury's office. He had been called there, on a secret assignment that Fury had told him would be too risky to discuss over messages. Clint could only wonder. Fury had only given him an assignment like this once: When he had to take out Natasha. Now he was glad he hadn't taken that assignment too seriously. Entering the office, Clint sat down and waited for Fury
"Agent C, we need you to come in"
Clint looked up. Fury had never called him that, and found him face to face with Fury. Who had a mustache on? And a monobrow. He tried to not laugh as he asked "Umm...Fury...what's with the getup?"
"What? What getup? This is my natural look. You want a problem? Keep asking" Fury said, trying not to faint in embarrassment. He had only done this, because Stark had had photos of him with...erm...someone for you younger audiences. "I'm just saying, how can you stand to where a mustache and a monobrow?" Clint was on the verge of collapsing from laughter, just when the door opened and a fairly embarrassed Coulson entered, wearing glasses and a lab coat. Fury looked at Coulson and said "Carl, we need Agent P out of here"
Clint fell off his chair laughing, this was too hilarious. He laughed his way out of the office (only after dragging himself up to standing position) and out of SHIELD, running out of breath
Tony groaned as he entered the Laundromat. Fury had made him do this, in return for him helping Stark. Tony dreaded as his footsteps neared, that someone would see this. Little did he know, his fellow Avengers were watching outside, holding cameras
"Hi, umm...I'm here to pick up Nick Fury's boxers?"
Yes. I did. I went there. REVIEWS PLEASE?
