Category: Humor. Movieverse. Clint and Tony, being Clint and Tony.
Summary: There are some things that Clint simply isn’t allowed to do with Tony Stark.
Word Count: 525
Pepper didn’t know what was happening, but she knew it was bad.
Not actual end of the world bad, because oddly enough Tony got quiet then, but bad enough that she’d have to deal with it later.
Because Tony’s yelling from the rec room was impressive.
A calm muttering that Pepper couldn’t quite make out answered him.
“Yes, you did!”
The same voice answered again.
This went on for a few minutes and soon degraded into a “didn’t” versus “did” debate that showed no sign of stopping.
Finally, Pepper had had enough. She couldn’t take it anymore.
Just as a loud crash sounded, she sighed, put down her book, got up, and went to the next room to see what was going on.
Once she did, she nearly turned right back around.
But since Tony was face-to-face with the tower’s resident archer, who looked like he was about to hit him, and since so far it looked like all they’d damaged was one water glass, she sighed again and intervened before things got worse.
“What is going on in here?” she demanded.
Both men looked at her blankly for a moment before Tony went ballistic.
“He cheated!” Tony yelled, gesturing wildly at Clint.
“At what?” asked Pepper.
“He tricked me!”
“You can tell me all about it over lunch,” said Pepper, trying to steer Tony away from Clint.
“I’m not leaving until he admits he cheated!” pouted Tony.
Pepper glared at him. “I said you can tell me about it over lunch. While you sign the papers I need for this afternoon. Let’s go.”
She put enough emphasis on the last two words that Tony snorted and followed.
“Fine,” he groused, “but this isn’t over.”
He pointed at Clint as Pepper managed to get him out of the room.
For his part, Clint just flopped back on the couch. He seemed nonplussed over Tony’s outburst now.
A hour later, Tony was in his lab when Pepper returned to the rec room. Clint was still there, channel surfing.
“Clint?” she called.
“Yeah?” he answered, putting down the remote.
Pepper sidled up to him on the couch, which put Clint on alert. She usually gave him his space.
“Can I help you?” he asked.
Pepper laid a hand on his arm, and Clint tensed up.
Pepper smiled sweetly at his response, then spoke slowly.
“Clint, you know I love you, but if you ever play that game with Tony again, I will make sure it’s your last time.”
Clint blinked at her.
“Are we clear?” asked Pepper.
“Good,” Pepper said, “because I’d hate to have to tell Natasha about your collection of Black Widow comics.”
With that, she got up and left, leaving a sputtering Clint in her wake.
Clint watched her go, then muttered to himself.
“Absolutely,” he said, picking up the remote and changing the channel. “Crystal.”
And true to his word, he added the game to the long list of things he wasn’t allowed to do with Tony Stark. Things like: drink, darts, bowling, and anything involving a Nerf gun.
Which was a shame, because he really liked Angry Birds.