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"Did you have to punch, Sam?" Steve sighed, rubbing his temples. I stare at the bleeding man across from me, whose holding his nose trying to stop his now broken nose.
"You didn't hear what he said!" I grumbled.
"What did he say?" Clint asked amused.
"'What you going to do, punch me?'" I quoted, taking a bite out of my apple.
The room falls silent except for the small hisses of Sam every few seconds. "That's fair" Clint pointed out, eating Tony's last red, white and blue cupcake sprinkles.
Steve shakes his head before taking Sam's damped towel filled with Sammy's blood, rinsing it out before handing it back to him. "I think she broke my nose" Sam whined.
"Can you breathe?" I question.
"Yes?"
"Then you're fine" I chirped, putting my thumbs up. He narrows his eyes on me, a warning - no a promise to get me back but many has tried many has failed so I highly doubt it.
You may be wondering why Sam would say, 'What you going to do, punch me?' In the first place. Well the short and simple answer is that he challenged me to beat him on this video game, call of duty or something I don't know. He won as I'm not really experienced with game controllers - well if you don't include controllers for bombs or control a aircraft.
He started dancing and he noticed my tense glare of him winning and my hands rolled into a fist for being petty and that I just found out that I don't like losing. That is when he said, 'What you going to do, punch me?'
Then I did.
Don't say something that's going to actually get you hurt. Obviously I punched him, I would've already done it before he started dancing and flipping me off but him saying that got me mad so I punched him.
I finished eating my apple right when Tony walked in looking down at his phone before glancing up. He looks around shrugging before going back to his screen, walking around the counter were Sam is leaning against it still with Steve by his side.
Tony stops looking down at the floor furrowing his brows, I follow his gaze to see drops of Sam's blood on the ground. Everyone is silent waiting on the bomb to happen. No one is allowed to dirty Tony's floors.
"Is it me or do you see that?" Tony says pointing towards the ground, rubbing his eyes.
"What the blood? I barely noticed" I say sarcastically as Tony turns his gaze to me narrowing his brows on me.
He shoots me an irritated look, before looking back to the ground. "Whose blood is this?" He cringes.
"Cant you see me standing here holding a cloth in my hand over my nose or am I just invisible to you" Sam deadpanned staring at Tony who scrunched his nose upon seeing his busted face.
"You know what I'm not even going to ask" he stated, he then turns to me with a small smile. "If you are okay with it, do you want to join us all for our daily obstacle race?"
"You do obstacle races? What to prove whose better?" I raised a brow looking at them all.
"No, none of us is that cocky-" Clint starts before he is caught off by Tony.
"Yes, that is exactly why we do it" He nods.
"Narcissistic much" Clint stated.
"Ass blocker much" Tony flipped off Clint.
"Peasants please shut up" Sam declared.
"Shut up bird man" Tony spat, walking away in a huff.
"Well that was certainly my entertainment for the day" Steve chirped shaking his head before following after Tony.
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