Scared To Be Lonely

Chapter 7: "I had strings, but now I'm free."

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After all the guests were gone and all that was left was the Avengers and a couple others, they were all sat around the couches, still having drinks and some were playing cards. Nick was sat on the ground with her legs pulled up under her and with her third can of Dr Pepper and laughing because Clint was talking about Thor's hammer, which was on the coffee table, while fiddling with a drumstick between his fingers. "But it's a trick."

"No, no, it's much more than that." Thor corrects him, so Clint then mocks it. "Ah, whosever be he worthy shall haveth the power." Then he scoffs, "Whatever, man! It's a trick."

"Well then, why don't you try it out, Katniss." Nick spoke up, and Thor nods while gesturing towards his hammer. "Please, be my guest."

Tony nods, "Come on."

"Really?" Clint asks, so Tony adds. "Yeah." Clint then gets up, setting down the drumsticks as Rhodes commented. "Oh, this is gonna be beautiful."

"Clint, you've have a tough week. We won't hold it against you if you can't get it up." Tony said and everyone laughed, while Clint looked at Thor. "You know I've seen this before, right?" Then grips the handle and tries to lift it up, but nothing. Nick honestly didn't think he was trying until he grunted before letting go with a laugh, "I still don't know how you do it."

"Smell the silent judgement?" Tony questioned and Nick laughed, nudging him with her elbow since she was sat between him and Rhodes. "Don't be an ass."

"Please, Stark, by all means." Clint gestured over, and Tony nods and gets up, fixing his suit and clearing his throat, which then made Nick lean back as she teasingly said. "Uh-oh, here it comes."

"Never one to shrink from an honest challenge." Tony changes places with Clint, "It's physics." He then put the wrist band on his wrist before gripping it tightly as Banner nods along, "Physics."

"Right, so, if I lift it, I then rule Asgard?" Tony makes sure, and Thor nods. "Yes, of course."

"Don't worry. They'll send him back as soon as he comes." Nick joked as she glanced over at Thor, and Tony points at her. "That hurts, Bambi. Really." Then he says, "I will be reinstating prima nocta." But then he grips it with both hands, his foot on the table to help him, and it doesn't move. 

He grunts before letting go, "I'll be right back."

Soon enough he didn't have his suit jacket on anymore and his nice black shirt's sleeves were rolled up while he had his Iron glove on his left wrist. 

And not long after that, Rhodes had joined with his War Machine glove, both thrusters going off. "Are you even pulling?"

Tony sent him a look, "Are you on my team?"

"Just represent. Pull."

"Alright, let's go."

Up next was Bruce, who had a grip on it and began yelling as he let go, as if to scare them into thinking the Hulk was coming out. But it didn't work. He just got a couple raised eyebrows and a couple amused looks.