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Location:
Some godforsaken bunker covered in snow.
Time:
Right after Tony Stark watched a brainwashed Bucky shoot Tony's parents.
“You killed my mom.“
And then Tony stepped out of the Iron Man suit, and began marching forward, rolling up his sleeves and popping his knuckles. “Which makes this purely personal. So, I wanna make a deal with you. Hold still while I punch you in the face, no toys. It’ll be cathartic, closure, some other C-words. In exchange, I’ll call my lawyer, have him clear Bucky’s name. We get the team back together, get drunk, sing Kumbaya. Deal?”
Steve glanced at Bucky, quirking an eyebrow. I’m cool with it if you are. Bucky smirked, detaching his metal arm. “Deal. Get it out of your system, rich boy.”
Tony didn't even break stride. “Thanks, you’re a champ. Friday, go ahead.“
And then the combined Avengers, with solid teamwork, wrecks Thanos’ plans and his face. Everyone lives.
THE END