Chapter 3
Tony had spent all day down in the workshop when he heard Bruce pounding down the stairs.
"Do you ever take a break willingly?" Bruce asked.
"No... Never have," Tony said, tightening a screw around the base of a large looking chest plate.
"I thought you finished the suit," Bruce wondered aloud.
"I finished one," Tony stated.
"Why are you... Still building another?" Bruce said, requesting an honest answer.
"I... I figured I should have something bigger, it's a new idea I had a while back," Tony said, flinging his hand over his shoulder.
"Well, that thing... It looks like you're trying to make something bigger than the Hulk," Bruce said, then flinched at the sound of the name.
"Well, the other guy, if he ever chooses to, will stand no chance against my newest invention," Tony said surely.
"Right," Bruce said, obviously thinking the Hulk could smash through any suit Tony created.
"Is he still down here?" Clint yelled from the stairs.
"Yes Legolas, I am indeed," Tony said, tossing a wrench back in the tool container.
"Did you ask him?" Clint spoke to Bruce.
"No," Bruce said.
"Ask me what?" Tony asked casually.
"We're going for schwarma," Clint replied cooly.
That got Tony's attention.
But he really did want to finish this suit before tomorrow, when Pepper would arrive back at the tower from her business trip.
"Oh, thanks for the offer, but nah, I already ate," Tony lied.
"When?" Bruce asked skeptically.
"An hour or so ago, but I don't remember you becoming my mother, Hulkie," Tony teased.
"We'll see you later then." Bruce said, a bit on edge. He hoped Tony would never call him that again.
Both him and Clint walked back upstairs and Tony went back to work.
About an hour after they left, Tony felt a bit lightheaded. He put it down to dehydration and grabbed his still-full water bottle off the desk.
He decided going upstairs to eat was dumb when he was so close to being done anyway, and he went back to work.
He had a few loose bolts to tighten and to test the repulsers, then he would consider the suit finished.
When he charged up the repulser, it began to sizzle, then he noticed the armor beside the repulser was un attached the frame and when the sizzle broke into a blast that went into the target at the other end of the workshop, the armor flew up and whacked Tony right in the face, knocking him to the ground.
Avenger's POV after they heard the repulser go off...
"What was that?" Clint asked, as he and other avenger's minus Tony were gathered around the bar stools on the main floor of avenger's tower.
They had arrived back at the tower minutes before after filling themselves with schwarma.
"I don't know." Steve replied, turning toward Tony's workshop's door.
"I believe that the man of iron has created that preposterous noise!" Thor bellowed.
"I believe Thor's correct," Natasha said, seeing a thin line of smoke coming under the door to the workshop.
"He's gotta stop firing repulsers at the door..." Bruce said, shaking his head.
Then, all at the same time, as if on cue, they all realized the same thing.
Normally when something like this occurred, they'd hear a muffled, "Everything's fine! Just kinda blew stuff up a little!" from Tony. But this time, the workshop went silent.
The group was through the door in record time.
Natasha located Tony with a large piece of his suit's armor on top of him and a red stark of blood coming from underneath his brown, messy hair.. The suit itself was smoking and sizzling, making Natasha uneasy as she approached Tony and his smoldering suit.
"Get him out of here," Steve said, grabbing a fire extinguisher off the wall and turning it to face the wreckage of his suit.
He sprayed until the sparks quit flying and Bruce appeared to dub it safe to lift and throw out the garbage shoot.
Thor hung back by the door, a pop tart hidden in his hands as he watched the chaos of the workshop unfold.
Natasha and Clint had Tony held up between them and they dragged him out of the lab and into the main room where they dropped him on a couch just as Bruce and Steve were exiting the workshop.
Natasha grabbed a towel and held it to the cut on Tony's head as he let out a cough due to the smoke.
"He alright?" Clint asked, as if he had no idea what to do.
"He'll be fine, cuts not to bad," Natasha said, readjusting her hand with the towel.
Tony's eyes opened in slow, subtle motion as Bruce and Steve came into the sitting room.
Tony sat up, wincing when Natasha pushed a bit harder with the towel.
"You're alright," she said as he pushed himself up into a sitting position.
"That repulser is getting dismantled," Tony said in an annoyed manner.
"They already beat you to it," Natasha replied, motioning to Steve and Bruce.
When Bruce and Steve told Tony none of the suit survived, he nearly ran straight back to the workshop.
But Natasha stopped him and forced him back to the couch so his head could stop bleeding first.
"I didn't like that suit anyway..." Tony said more to himself than to the rest of the avengers.
So this chapter was more Avengers/IronMan stuff.
Do you guys prefer just IronMan? Or do you like both things kinda put together? I know I did put this story under the category of avengers. If you dislike the avengers being in the story, please let me know, because I will listen to all your suggestions.
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