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Clint held his breath as he watched the arrow fly. Next to him Roy was hopping from foot to foot, too excited to stay still. They all knew it would hit its mark, but...
"Jarvis, calculate."
"647 FPS, sir."
Tony, Clint and Roy all sagged in disappointment at the verdict.
"Damn, I was so sure the vibranium would do the trick," Roy sighed, twirling an arrow between his fingers.
"We’ll reach Mars before I yell poit, Pinky," Tony muttered as he pulled up a hologram of their arrow design and started fiddling with it. It was too fast for Clint to follow, but Roy joined in without trouble, and they devolved into techno babble again. Clint was happy to let them to it. He liked listening to them while he got to both enjoy his coffee, and try out whatever they came up with. Too bad the underground range didn't have any windows, on account of being underground. Though a window on some fossils would be a sweet.
"Hey guys," Clint said, absentmindedly scratching on a scab on his elbow, a leftover from the fight with AIM last week. "Would it make a difference if we were up in the tower?"
The manic grins Tony and Roy shot him should've been scary, but actually made the insides of his stomach all squiggly.
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"Got you now!" Roy yelled in victory, running around the corner at full speed. He skidded to a screeching halt when he saw it wasn't Clint dripping with red paint, but Rhodey, who never looked less impressed than he did now.
Clint couldn't hold in his laughter and almost toppled off the bookshelf he was hiding on to evade Roy.
"Gold ass is for loooooosers!" Tony sang at the top of his lungs, hitting Roy square in the butt. He too came to a halt when he noticed his best friend, and hid his paintball gun behind his back.
"Platypus! You didn't say you were coming to visit!" Tony's fake grin dimmed a little when Rhodes narrowed his eyes at him. Before Tony could come up with, a no doubt, very colorful and creative excuse the elevator chimed to warn them of a new arrival.
"What the everloving fuck." Jason halted just behind Rhodes, surveying the general mess that used to be the Avengers' common living room area.
"Hi Jaybird, wanna play?" Roy grinned and wiggled his eyebrows, but Jason proved immune. Unlike Clint, who was glad he was lying down.
"No, thank you. Gold Arse."
From out of nowhere Natasha appeared, walking over to where Rhodes and Jason were both glaring at Tony and Roy. "Why don't we have a cup of coffee while we let these boys clean up their mess. I know a place." The smile she shot Clint was pure evil, before the three of them left.
"Oh shit," Roy said eloquently. "Best friends team up can't be good."
Tony looked at them both and grinned. "Worth it though."