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“He’s just — I — he’s so… ugh,” Clint says. “You know? He’s just — agh!”
Tony is staring at him with a slow-dawning expression of amusement. “Oh. Okay. That clears things up.”
“Why don’t you guys have a marksmanship competition?” Natasha suggests. “Settle the rivalry once and for all.”
“It’s not a rivalry,” Clint snaps. “I just hate him.”
“Are you sure? ‘Cause it kinda seems like you’re just feeling threatened,” Natasha says innocently.
Clint gapes at her, feeling utterly betrayed. “Whoa. Hey. I am not — threatened? By — by Roy fucking Harper? No! I just — he’s so —”
“Uh-huh,” Nat says again, smirking.
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- Part 3 of Cross-tober
