agreed, he always did, maybe it was just his job.
"Then you just have to buy something later, apparently you were planning to do so anyway."It was quite quiet in the wooden hut, which, as you could guess from the external appearance, was rather spartan. It was very different from the luxury vacation home we rented on Miami's coast. Tony didn't want this fact to be forgotten. Outwardly he let it be known again and again how much he would have preferred the private beach to the snow desert, but inwardly he was looking forward to seeing Bruce again.
Bruce Banner was, apart from Rhodey, the only closer contact within the Avengers. Although, strictly speaking, also outside of the Avengers. There were probably few people who could get along with an eccentric like Tony. The superhero group was a good example. Sure, they had grown together in their struggles, there weren't any long arguments, but they were just too different.
Captain America, who really always seemed to have a different opinion than Tony. A moral apostle and boredom, who had played himself very much, especially at the beginning, and blindly followed orders. Thor, who, if his crazy brother ignored, was actually quite okay, but mostly stayed in another world. Agents Barton and Romanov, both difficult to see through and mostly terribly annoying. Admittedly, you could have fun with Clint now and then, but he still didn't fully trust the Russian woman.
Who is left then? Of course, little Maximoff. He didn't know her well, she withdrew from him and rarely spoke to him. But Vision stuck to her and seemed to take care of her, for whatever reason. She was a little witch, but she was still suffering from the death of her twin brother, so he hardly had any grudges against her. Wanda was a freak and therefore one of them almost only because of that.
Well, maybe he could somehow accept the new Avengers. Sam Wilson, brought in by Cap, was similar to and assumed a position similar to what Rhodey did for Tony. How could he say something against him?
What was still unusual for Tony, however, was the fact that he could no longer rely on JARVIS for everything. Sure, FRIDAY did her job, that's what he had developed her for, but he often lacked the sarcasm of his earlier artificial intelligence. Every time Vision said something in JARVIS 'voice, he became aware of the fact that the AI ​​no longer existed in that sense. Vision was like a child, incredibly intelligent, yet terribly naive.

“Well, sometimes it's time for change.” He was Tony Stark, he would get used to it, after all, he had already accepted and managed to do other things. If Rhodey was confused by his friend's sudden announcement, he didn't show it any further.
"Yes, I agree. How about if you stood up for a change and went to the others? We've been waiting for you for a while."
Sighing exaggeratedly, the inventor shuffled through the door into the dining room, where the rest actually sat together. Was he wrong or did you seem a little annoyed? "So guys, what do we do now? Beach day?" Grinning, he pulled up a chair and did what he did best.
"Very funny, Tony." Obviously Natasha was still not on good terms with him, understand the women. "Dr. Banner is volunteering at the Wainwright Health Clinic, we should go see her tomorrow and try to contact him."
The soldier looked around seriously, in fact Steve Rogers mostly looked serious, at least when Stark saw him. Tony was a bit annoyed by that, but nothing could be done about it for the time being, and sometimes it was really fun to annoy him."And how do you imagine that? Sneaking up inconspicuously and throwing stones at the window? Apart from the fact that we are very conspicuous. Not that he runs away from us before we have said 'Hi'.", The billionaire pointed out .
An eye roll. "Of course not all of them will go."
A few discussions later, those present had agreed to send Clint and Tony to the clinic. But there weren't many alternatives either. The newbies, especially Wanda, weren't a good idea for obvious reasons. Either they didn't know the shy man well enough, or they had the potential to upset him. Natasha advised against sending her there and Steve really didn't have the sensitivity to someone like Bruce.

"Hey Clint, do you know why Romanov is in such a great mood? After all, I'm the person who was put on drugs and taken to the pampas." Barton just rolled his eyes. So the two men trudged on in silence through the white landscape, happy about warming gloves and scarves that the other Avengers had packed with foresight.
"What do you think, how will Banner react to us?" Under the cap pulled down low over the face Tony could only see the eyes of the falcon. For a moment the inventor's gaze wandered into the distance, thoughtful and surprisingly serious.
"Well, I hope he doesn't turn green with envy of our free vacation on the palm beach." Clint just sighed. It was typical of his colleague. to tear a spell, but this time it was somehow different, he thought. Neither very well thought out nor really funny, as if the sentence had only been said to keep up appearances.
The Avengers sensed that there was something more between the two scientists than mere collegiality. Stark was probably the only one who had approached Banner without reservation, without fear, and simply welcomed him. He'd even made jokes with the doctor without really worrying that his electric shocks would trigger him. Even Romanov had kept a certain distance until the end.
Rhodes speculated that the inventor just needed such adrenaline rushes, Steve said it was just for fun, but no one saw the real reason behind it all. Maybe even Tony didn't do it himself.

“Shall we go in?” Clint and Tony stood indecisively in front of the clinic entrance. The building looked no less old than the houses from the outside, but already in the entrance area you could see that this village had some money after all, or at least someone must have donated for it. Bruce had told Tony about Calcutta during their work together, the circumstances under which he had worked as a doctor there. This was a truly better place, albeit a far cry from the standard of his homeland.
"Yes, otherwise I'll still freeze here. I've had that often enough today."
The inventor strolled calmly to the reception, his fingers still covered with gloves buried deep in his jacket pockets. Clint shook his head as he took off his hat and straightened his hair. At least the temperature inside the building was pleasant.
“Hey, we're friends of Doctor Banner and we're on a surprise visit!” The characteristic grin played around the corners of the man's mouth, who was almost brazenly leaning on the reception desk. The skinny woman behind blushed a little and grinned sheepishly as her eyes flew back and forth between Tony's face and her hands.
"II will call him immediately!", She assured and was already reaching for the phone when a glove wrapped around her pale wrist.“No need, it's enough if you tell us where to find him.” Barton was once again amazed at how quickly Tony got his way with women, even when he wasn't up to it. He was even more surprised, however, that Banner had apparently not adopted a false name after the Ultron affair, but it made their search easier. Probably even with Stark's charm it would have been difficult to get any information about someone whose name you didn't know.

“Hey Stark, don't you want to take this off?” Annoyed, the two Avengers trotted through the poorly lit hospital corridors. Neither of them seemed to be in any real hurry, although they were looking forward to Bruce, or in Clint's case to Bruce's expression.
"Oho, Clint. I wouldn't have thought that of you." An exaggeratedly meaningful look met the archer. Laughing, Barton pulled the scarf that peeked out from under the ski jacket. "You can see there." Grumbling, Tony fought against the strong man.
"Leave it."
In the end, Stark had to admit defeat and knocked, only in his pants and sweater, on the white-painted wooden door. “Hey, are you so cold?” The other Avenger eyed the inventor's hand with interest. She trembled gently, if you looked closely, even the billionaire's whole body trembled slightly.
"You stole my clothes after all." Accusingly, Tony referred to the pile of clothes that Clint had tucked under his arm next to his own.
Stark escaped a reply because at that moment the door was pushed open.
"Hello, are you coming- Tony?" The person addressed had hastily withdrawn his hand and now held it crossed in front of his chest. All of a sudden, Barton felt like he was back in the days of the Battle of New York. Tony Stark was back to normal, Bruce suspicious of them and Clint, well, he hadn't been brainwashed this time.
At least not yet.

“Well, did you miss us?” When the doctor didn't answer, his guests just squeezed into the room without being asked. "The rest of them are also wandering around here. You have chosen a nice spot, just a little cold."
Bruce slowly turned around after carefully locking the door. Tony realized he was taking a deep breath, either to get a clear thought or to process who had just suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked exactly as the Avengers had last seen him, his curly hair was carefully trimmed and his face was freshly shaved. It all seemed the same, but the inventor could read the traces of worry on his features.
Trying to look relaxed, he lolled into the chair, which Bruce must have occupied before she appeared. The fabric hugged Tony's back warmly so that he closed his eyes for a moment.
"You shouldn't be here. I'm not coming back, it was a mistake to even call." Defensively, Banner leaned against the wall, not taking his eyes off his visitors. Clint looked more serious now and held the bundle of clothes tighter to his chest. The hawk's eyes met the doctor's for a moment before looking over at Tony.
He was pale and