CH. 23

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"Rock-Paper-Scissors-SHOOT."

"HAHA!"

"Aww, no fair!"

"ALright, thats Pizza tonight people."

Tony scowled.

He wanted cheeseburgers.

"Yes! I beat Tony Stark!" Clint chanted with glee, parading around the room with a massive grin on his face.

"WHAT KIND OF PIZZA DOES EVERYONE WANT?!" Steve whisper-shouted.

"Pepperoni!"

"Hawaiian, please."

"Plain. "

"Ewww, BASIC BITCH."

"Tony?"

"Cheeseburger." Tony sulked, crossing his arms.

Steve sighed.

"And one Veggie, thank you."

The pizza arrived a few minutes later and was gone a few minutes after that.

"Mmm, that was so good." Sighed Bruce, wiping away crumbs with a napkin.

"Too good," Groaned Clint, clutching his stomach.

Steve sighed. "I tried to warn you-"

"You should have tried harder!"

Tony's tummy gurgled noisily. "Shit," He swore.

He had refused to eat any pizza, despite the team's efforts to convince him.

"You sure you are not hungry, Tones? We can order cheeseburgers if you want." Asked Steve, concerned.

Tony shook his head.

"No, I'm fine."

 Less than two hours later everyone was asleep.

You were just about to nod off when you saw someone move out of the corner of your eye.

"Really, Nat?" You whispered as she took a slice of pizza out of the fridge.

The red-head shrugged.

"I mean, a girl gotta eat, Y'know?"




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