"So ..." Cale sighed, wondering how the superhero managed to plunge his trust in humanity into the depth of a trench in the span of, what, a month? Fuck. "Tony, just get it straight. What did you do this time?" "Well, the thing is I'll never get it straight. Get it, Cale?" He cast a ferocious glare on him, a shame that using the Dominating Aura on a patient with heart disease would violate the doctor's code of ethics (not like he was afraid of using it, of course). "Yeah, okay. Fine, I'll get it straight. I have a bomb." Have? "And it's gonna explode. Like, right now." A beat. "Tony, what-?!" Then it fucking exploded. - Or, Cale's daily life as the Avengers' private doctor.
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