Reasons Why Technology Sucks (Thor/Clint & jabs at Steve/Tony)
Media: Fic
Title: Reasons Why Technology Sucks
Author: musiclover48
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Thor/Clint with mentions of Steve/Tony
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Word Count:
Summary: Or why Thor & Steve should not be allowed anywhere near a Wii
Author's Note: A short fill for this prompt over at avengerkink.
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“Remind me again - why did you let Fabio and the ninety-five year old virgin near my Wii system?”
Pepper sighed in frustration, “I figured Thor and Steve should be more exposed to technology, but at small intervals, that way they adjust easily. I assumed the Wii would be the simplest thing to start out with.”
“And you never considered the fact that they have superhuman strength?” Tony asked, giving Pepper an incredulous look. “Honestly, you’re supposed to be one of the responsible ones around here.”
Tony looked around the now messy room. The large wide-screen TV had a Wii remote rammed into it (courtesy of Steve’s deadly strong throwing ability) and shards of glass lay scattered about the floor. Sprawled across the couch was Clint, who had a pack of ice held to the eye that was hit by another remote (which was thanks to Thor’s inability to keep a grip on it). To the side, looking both angry and embarrassed, were the two Avengers responsible for the mess.
“Human hobbies are of no use to me,” Thor snapped bitterly. “There is no need for them, nor any time to be wasted playing such petty games.”
“I hate the twenty-first century,” was all Steve managed to say on the matter.
“I completely agree,” Clint grumbled from his spot on the couch before glaring up at Pepper with his good eye. “Maybe you should just start them off with a couple of cellphones next time.”
Thor’s anger seemed to morph into remorse for the archer and he plopped down next to Clint, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “I’m sorry about your eye, my friend. Maybe I could make it up to you like I did the other night?”
“What does he mean by-” Tony began, but cut himself short when he saw Clint’s face turn a deep shade of red. Tony then broke out into a smirk. “No way. You and Blondie-”
“Zip it,” Clint snarled. “You’re one to talk, considering you and Rodgers have your own shit going on.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don’t bring me into this,” Steve snapped. “Besides, he isn’t even my type-”
“Excuse me?” Tony interrupted, looking rather startled. “I’m pretty damn gorgeous; how can you not find me attractive?”
While Tony and Steve broke out into an argument (which Pepper tried to break up to the best of her abilities), Thor and Clint quickly made an escape through a nearby hallway in hopes of finding somewhere more secluded.
“The people of your kind are so foolish. I’m not sure why I bother to put up with such pesky mortals,” Thor muttered under his breath in agitation. Although, the hand he was slipping down Clint’s pants suggested that he could at least put up with one mortal.
Title: Reasons Why Technology Sucks
Author: musiclover48
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Thor/Clint with mentions of Steve/Tony
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Word Count:
Summary: Or why Thor & Steve should not be allowed anywhere near a Wii
Author's Note: A short fill for this prompt over at avengerkink.
- - - -
“Remind me again - why did you let Fabio and the ninety-five year old virgin near my Wii system?”
Pepper sighed in frustration, “I figured Thor and Steve should be more exposed to technology, but at small intervals, that way they adjust easily. I assumed the Wii would be the simplest thing to start out with.”
“And you never considered the fact that they have superhuman strength?” Tony asked, giving Pepper an incredulous look. “Honestly, you’re supposed to be one of the responsible ones around here.”
Tony looked around the now messy room. The large wide-screen TV had a Wii remote rammed into it (courtesy of Steve’s deadly strong throwing ability) and shards of glass lay scattered about the floor. Sprawled across the couch was Clint, who had a pack of ice held to the eye that was hit by another remote (which was thanks to Thor’s inability to keep a grip on it). To the side, looking both angry and embarrassed, were the two Avengers responsible for the mess.
“Human hobbies are of no use to me,” Thor snapped bitterly. “There is no need for them, nor any time to be wasted playing such petty games.”
“I hate the twenty-first century,” was all Steve managed to say on the matter.
“I completely agree,” Clint grumbled from his spot on the couch before glaring up at Pepper with his good eye. “Maybe you should just start them off with a couple of cellphones next time.”
Thor’s anger seemed to morph into remorse for the archer and he plopped down next to Clint, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “I’m sorry about your eye, my friend. Maybe I could make it up to you like I did the other night?”
“What does he mean by-” Tony began, but cut himself short when he saw Clint’s face turn a deep shade of red. Tony then broke out into a smirk. “No way. You and Blondie-”
“Zip it,” Clint snarled. “You’re one to talk, considering you and Rodgers have your own shit going on.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don’t bring me into this,” Steve snapped. “Besides, he isn’t even my type-”
“Excuse me?” Tony interrupted, looking rather startled. “I’m pretty damn gorgeous; how can you not find me attractive?”
While Tony and Steve broke out into an argument (which Pepper tried to break up to the best of her abilities), Thor and Clint quickly made an escape through a nearby hallway in hopes of finding somewhere more secluded.
“The people of your kind are so foolish. I’m not sure why I bother to put up with such pesky mortals,” Thor muttered under his breath in agitation. Although, the hand he was slipping down Clint’s pants suggested that he could at least put up with one mortal.