𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜𝗳- ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ ʙᴀɴɴᴇʀ

Special Ep.9- Science Bros

Bruce Banner and Tony Stark find themselves in a dimly lit room, wrists bound to metal chairs, their faces bruised and smeared with dirt. They're in the clutches of *Jigsaw*-the disfigured crime lord known for his brutal methods. He paces in front of them, a cruel smile spread across his scarred face, savoring the moment of having two Avengers at his mercy.

The room reeks of rust and oil, and the only sound besides Jigsaw's footsteps is the slow, rhythmic drip of water in the background. The flickering overhead light barely illuminates their grim surroundings. Tony's eyes scan the room, looking for any sign of hope or escape, while Bruce tries to stay calm, taking deep breaths, doing everything he can to avoid a Hulk-out.

**JIGSAW:**
"So, this is what's become of the mighty Avengers, huh? Tony Stark and Bruce Banner. A couple of geniuses, but all I see are two *helpless* men."

He stops in front of Tony, leaning in close, his breath rancid.

**JIGSAW (mocking):**
"What's the plan, Stark? You gonna build something out of scraps and get us all out of here?"

Tony smirks, despite the situation, wincing slightly from a cut on his lip.

**TONY:**
"Give me a box of paper clips, a roll of duct tape, and three minutes-sure, why not? But first, how about a little more ventilation in here? It's like you've never heard of air conditioning."

Jigsaw straightens, annoyed by Tony's sarcasm.

**JIGSAW:**
"Keep talking, Stark. I've got all the time in the world to see how long your smart mouth lasts."

Tony glances at Bruce, who's been silent the whole time, eyes closed, clearly doing his best to keep the other guy from making an appearance.

**TONY (to Bruce):**
"Hey, big guy, you holding it together over there? I'm all for turning green and smashing this creep into next week."

Bruce grits his teeth, his voice strained but controlled.

**BRUCE:**
"Not... the best idea right now, Tony. I'm... trying to keep him under control. We don't want to level the whole block."

**TONY (grinning):**
"Right, right. No biggie. I'll just continue to charm our way out of here."

**JIGSAW (snapping):**
"There's no charming your way out of *this*, Stark. You think I don't know who you are? What you've done? All that money, all that power, and you still can't save yourself."

Jigsaw moves closer to Bruce now, narrowing his eyes.

**JIGSAW:**
"And you. The big green monster. You think you can keep it locked inside? What happens when I push just the right buttons, huh?"

Tony interrupts, his voice loud and mocking.

**TONY:**
"Oh, trust me, you do *not* want to push those buttons, buddy. Unless you enjoy getting thrown around like a rag doll."

**JIGSAW (grinning):**
"That's exactly what I want."

He grabs a metal baton from a nearby table and swings it menacingly, hitting a steel support beam to make an echoing *clang*. Tony raises an eyebrow, still trying to stay cool under pressure.

**TONY:**
"Wow, subtle. Really. That's some top-tier intimidation. You must be fun at parties."

Jigsaw glares, taking a swing at Tony's leg. Tony grunts as the baton connects with his shin, but he bites back the pain, still managing to look cocky.

**TONY (grimacing):**
"Okay, that one I felt."

Jigsaw's patience is wearing thin. He turns to Bruce again, trying to provoke him.

**JIGSAW:**
"Maybe your friend here doesn't mind a little pain, but you-Banner-you're *just* a man without your monster. And I'm betting it wouldn't take much to bring him out."

He slams the baton on Bruce's leg, and Bruce winces, the veins in his neck bulging slightly as he struggles to stay calm.

**TONY (cutting in quickly):**
"Hey, hey! Let's not go poking the bear, alright? Unless you have a death wish. Which, by the looks of that face, might actually be your thing."

Jigsaw snarls, gripping the baton tighter, but Tony doesn't stop.

**TONY (mock concern):**
"I mean, seriously, what happened there? Fall into a blender? Get too close to a wood chipper? You should really look into a skincare routine."

Jigsaw, livid now, presses the baton against Tony's chest, eyes blazing with fury.

**JIGSAW:**
"You think this is a joke? Do you think I'm someone to be laughed at?"

Tony smirks, undeterred.

**TONY:**
"I think you're someone who clearly never learned about moisturizer. Or, you know, not kidnapping people."

Bruce, despite the intense situation, lets out a shaky breath, trying to focus on Tony's jokes to keep himself grounded.

**BRUCE:**
"Tony... maybe dial it back a bit?"

**TONY (grinning):**
"Me? Dial it back? You know that's not in my programming."

Jigsaw, now visibly furious, raises the baton to strike again, but before he can land another hit, there's a loud *crash* as the door to the warehouse bursts open. A team of SHIELD agents storm in, weapons drawn, led by none other than *Nick Fury*.

**FURY:**
"Alright, that's enough. Hands off my guys, Jigsaw."

Jigsaw snarls, realizing he's been caught off guard. He's surrounded within seconds, and SHIELD agents quickly move to subdue him.

Tony, still tied to the chair, looks over at Fury with a grin.

**TONY:**
"Great timing as always, Fury. Just when things were getting fun."

**FURY (deadpan):**
"Fun? You're tied to a chair, Stark."

**TONY:**
"Yeah, but I was *this* close to getting him to cry. You should've seen his face when I mentioned moisturizer."

Fury rolls his eye as he signals for the agents to untie Bruce and Tony. As the ropes come off, Bruce stretches, clearly relieved the situation didn't escalate into something more destructive.

**BRUCE (sighing):**
"Thanks, Fury. Any longer, and I don't think I could've held it together."

**TONY (grinning):**
"Yeah, thanks for saving Jigsaw's life. He was about five seconds away from a Hulk-sized beatdown."

Fury crosses his arms, shaking his head at the two of them.

**FURY:**
"I swear, every time I leave you two alone, things go sideways."

**TONY (laughing):**
"Sideways? This was barely a 4 on the Stark Danger Scale."

Bruce shakes his head, rubbing his wrists where the ropes had been.

**BRUCE:**
"I think that scale might need some adjusting."

As the SHIELD agents escort Jigsaw away, Tony turns to Bruce with a smirk.

**TONY:**
"Well, Banner, we survived another kidnapping. Just another Tuesday, huh?"

**BRUCE (chuckling):**
"With you around, it's starting to feel like it."

They both walk out of the warehouse, bruised but alive, with Tony already thinking of a way to make the next situation even crazier.