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"Where are we anyway?" Tony groaned as he got up from his seat.
"You're at my farm."
"Hawkguy has a farm? Wait-but we're underground."
"Yeah, I -uh- built a bunker under my farmhouse." The archer rubbed the back of his head. He might have been blushing.
"All by yourself?"
"So? You build shit all the time."
"Yeah but I have Dum-E and JARVIS assisting me. Jeez."
"Back to the guided tour. Since I'm off the grid, these generators need fuel. We'll use the logs I just had stored for winter time. They need chopping though."
"Great, we're back in the Stone Age." Tony searched for his Starkphone, only to come up empty handed.
"Speaking of the Stone Age."
"What?"
"No gadgets."
"What?!"
"Yeah, we kinda talked about this with the rest of the team."
"You did what?!"
"It makes sense, Tony. Custom Stark tech emits unique energy signatures. Ultron is your tech. He can trace us that way. You can have access later after we've formed a strategy."
"Wha-What am I supposed to?! Chop wood like some softcore lumberjack?!" He whined, gesturing at Steve who raised his eyebrow.
"Everyone's doing their bit, Tony."
Stupid Do-Good Poster Captain
"Give me the damn axe."