Sick Days (Avengers Fanfiction)

Tissu-u-u-ACHU!

A/N: That name though! I'll be focusing on Tony's illness more in this chapter...but yeah. I'm writing this the night before. I don't care if no on sees this. My writing skills are all thanks to common core :/ SOOOO great -.- Thank my mom for partially good writing skills...none of Tony seems like Tony to me...

I OWN NOTHING!
Besides the story line.
(If I did, there would be nothing done)
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"ACHUUU!" Was the first thing heard after Captain's realization. From whom? Who do you think? (1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, 4 Missis...oh I think you've gotten it by now). Mr.Tony Stark, or Iron Man at this point of time since he was in his suit.

The team looked over to a pale Tony Stark putting his face plate back on ready for battle. Although he was woozy, he still had the urge to fight. The others on the other hand, weren't sure if he could handle it.

"Man of Iron!" Boomed a loud voice coming from a blonde, strong man (who is incredibly handsome and gorgeous and...*blushes* ^-^) "Is everything alright?" He looked concerned (but cute while being concerned <3) for Tony, which wasn't very rare for him to be concerned, but normally he's a loud but quiet man. If that makes sense.

Everyone had a concerned look on their faces. Oh no, their looking at me...all at once...oh crap! SHIT! Was all Tony could think. He was panicking. He didn't want his team to worry since they were flying in the air, first of all, and second of all, there was a big orange snot blob (which might as well be Tony's) trampling New York! He'd much rather be flying around saving the day than have pity be weighed on him, but sadly it's not the case. Today was defiantly not his day!

He took a deep breath and simply nodded after about 10 seconds of waiting. Everyone looked away knowing something was up.

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After observing the blob, Captain America had an idea. "Since this, um, uh, blob...uses objects to make it grow, we need to make it shrink somehow. We have to find some sort of material or object that will make it smaller."

"Can I try my repulsers?" Asked Iron Man from the back of the room. He sound in pain trying to talk, since he was. His throat was burning in pain. Not only that, but his left earring was ringing, his nose was stuffed, he was woozy and since he refuses to sleep some nights, he's exhausted. Everyone was worried.

"Can it recover from wholes in it?" Bruce politely, but quietly, asked. He was practically the complete opposite of the other guy, or the Hulk.

Iron Man was suddenly up front towards the others.

"Go ahead and try, but be careful" Really careful, I think he's sick...Cap was worried for him, and you could hear it in his voice when he talked.

Then Iron Man was off in a flash, a bit wobbly, but out towards the blob.

He tried hitting it with all of his repulsers, and it went through. He smiled a bit, but then it picked up a car and angrily stared at him.

Before the sick man could do anything, the orange blob smacked him. Hard in which it made him go through a window and crash into the building's cube work areas. He was out cold from pain and sickness. His suit was shut down.

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DUN DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN!!! Holy crap man! I think these are short...I might post on fanfiction.net...so I get more people to see it...but yeah. Sorry if you get confused. But I'll follow whoever reads AND comments a criticism or something. I can't see who read my story...but I got down chapter 2...I think. So yeah! I might start chapter 3!

BRO HOOF!
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