I'm the science guy

My name is Bruce Banner and I want to be a gamma radiation scientist when I grow up. Don't get me angry. Student at S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy

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Nice to Meet You Anyways | Clint & Bruce

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“You’re so chill,” Clint replies with a laugh. “Okay! Science it is! Let’s do this!” With that he pulls out an arrow from his quiver and nocks it. With a deep breath, he aims and fires, letting loose of his breath at the same time. The arrow hits the bullseye with a loud ‘thunk.’ “That’s one,” he tells his new friend with a grin.

Then he proceeds to continue firing, each of his arrows hitting the bullseye without pause. The only time he stops is when he’s on the fifth arrow. He looks at Bruce with a grin. “Moment of truth,” he states.

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Bruce may or may not have had wide eyes as Clint hit four arrows dead center one after another, but then again, he's not that surprised either. There was a small part of him that knew Clint could do it, he just wanted to see it.

When Clint spoke, Bruce nervously chuckled --what kind of science is he going to show Clint?-- and nodded. "There's a slight chance you'll miss, hopefully." He says with a smug grin and a shrug. Maybe he can nudge Clint while he fires his arrow...

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Clint pauses. “Uh…” He cocks his head to the side, considering. “Science? If I hit five bullseyes in a row, you have to show me a really awesome scientific thing. If I don’t, I’ll show you how I made some of these arrows. That okay?”

He looks at Bruce and then pauses. “Or maybe you prefer to chose yourself? We can bet ice cream. Or how manly the color purple is. If I hit it, you have to agree with me. That type of deal. What do you think?”

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Bruce raises an eyebrow in confusion when Clint simply replies with.... science. What the heck does that even- oh. Clint wants to see something cool? Well, that's not really what his science is about.... The only 'cool' thing is the thing inside of him, and that's not 'cool' at all. It's a dangerous monster and a curse. 

"I'm fine with whatever." He says with a shrug and a grin.

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Clint laughs. “Hawk-eye. You know, like the eye of a hawk. Because that’s how awesome my eyesight is.” He shrugs. “Or so they told me. I’m actually not sure. Never got them checked or anything, you see. I always assumed that’s just cool advertisement talking.”

He arrives at the archery range and goes to pick up his bow and arrows that he kept in the area. He shoulders the quiver and head towards Bruce with a smirk. “Five bullseyes,” he tells the other boy. “I bet I can hit five bullseyes in a row.”

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Bruce chuckles as Clint goes on about his nickname and stops a bit behind Clint when the other picks up his quiver. 

"Five bullseyes?" He repeats, crossing his arms and smirking. "And what exactly are we betting with?" Bruce asks. "Because I wanna know what I could win or lose." 

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“Nuh-uh! Only girls like lavender,” Clint retorts childishly while sticking out his tongue. “And you’re not a girl so you can’t like lavender.” He bursts out laughing before bumping his shoulders with Bruce back. “You can like whatever shade. It’s fine. I’ll forgive you just this once.”

“Of course I’m right!” Clint declares dramatically throwing his arms out. “I’m Hawkeye.” Then he points to the archery range, which is now in sight. “Come on! Let’s go! Let’s go!” He begins to tug Bruce to walk faster, wanting to get there faster.

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Bruce only rolls his eyes with a smirk on his face before Clint says something and starts tugging him along. 

"Hawkeye?" He repeats in a confused tone. "Hawkeye or Hawkguy? I'm not sure which one you said." Bruce says as he practically jogs to keep up with Clint.

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Clint nods, making mental notes of his new friend’s information, before turning to Bruce with a grin. “We both like the color purple! I’m assuming here that we like the darker shade, not the wimpy lavender kind. Right?”

He cocks his head at the nickname comment. “Really? That’s strange. I think everyone should have a nickname. It makes you feel good inside when someone calls you by that name. It’s a special name all for you from that person! And you can always tell who’s talking to you by the nickname they use. Very useful.”

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"There's nothing wrong with lavender." Bruce replies with a pout before breaking into a grin and bumping shoulders with Clint. "I'm fine with whatever shade."

He shrugs as Clint starts talking again, not really seeing the big deal in nicknames. Bruce doesn't have one because he doesn't have friends, or at least he didn't have friends. That's all, really. "I guess you're right, in some odd way." He says with a chuckle when Clint finishes speaking.

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“Ah,” Clint says, nodding in understanding. “That’s what I thought you meant, too. But I can never be sure with the students here.” He turns a corner and nods towards a door. “That way.”

He then hums lightly before turning to Bruce with a frown. “You still haven’t answered, bro. Favorite color? Birthday? Favorite ice cream flavor? And while we’re at it, favorite nickname!”

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Bruce watches as Clint nods his head in the direction of a door and heads for it. 

"Oh, uh..." He starts before he can catch up with Clint's questions. "Purple, July 11th, vanilla, and I don't really have a nickname. People just call me Bruce or they call me Banner. You're the first one to call me a nickname." Bruce says with a chuckle and a shrug.

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“Purple. February 14. Haha, don’t make a cupid joke. And while I’m at it, I love chocolate flavored ice cream, and craisins are my favorite food,” Clint answers without missing a beat. “Your turn!” Then he pauses to consider what has been said.

“Wait… We get to have a sleepover?” Clint asks, quickly becoming excited. “That’s awesome! I haven’t had a sleepover since coming-” he stops himself short and reminds himself of Pietro. Does that count as a sleepover…? He figures he’ll ask, better safe than sorry!

“Sleepover isn’t an euphemism for sex, is it?” he asks, looking at Bruce with a bemused expression. “Because I’m really not sure how to feel about that.”

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Bruce begins to laugh as Clint goes on to answer his questions, which he didn't really mean to ask but he supposes it's new information he didn't know a while ago, shaking his head as they walk past some classrooms.

"Uh-" He begins to say, only to be cut off by Clint's onslaught of questions. Bruce's face heats a bit but he just laughs it off, before he attempts to reply again. "No no, I meant actual sleepover." He says with a chuckle.

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“Whu-?! What kind of question is that?” Clint asks with a scowl as he begins to lead Bruce outside. “Let’s see. You know my name, and I know yours. You know that I like archery and I know that you like ‘boring’ science. You know I have problems and I know you’re a great listener. I don’t see why we’re not friends, do you?”

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Bruce laughs and shakes his head, feeling more content relieved than he'd like to admit, and falls into step with Clint. "No, I guess I don't." He replies with a shrug as he pockets his hands. "But I think we still have to do the whole, 'what's your favorite color?', 'when's your birthday?', 'let's have a sleepover' thing," Bruce says with a chuckle. "Or is that just for elementary kids?" 

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Clint pouts. “Aw, really?” he grumbles before crossing his arms. “Fine. Be that way!” he whines, looking away with a soft, “Hmph!” But he can’t stop the grin from forming on his face before he turns back to Bruce with a laugh. “Well, I was offering it as a ‘Let’s get going! Hold my hand!’ kind of deal, but if that’s not your thing, we can just walk to the archery range.”

Still grinning, he holds up both of his hand in full view. “No physical contact, if that’s not your thing.”

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"I was just confused is all." Bruce says with a chuckle and a shrug. "I don't mind it, I guess I was caught off guard a bit. Does this mean we're friends now or something?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck as he walks away from the wall and towards the middle of the hall. 

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“Pff! Not fun person my butt!” Clint replies with a roll of his eyes. “Come! We shall go to the archery range and I shall blow your mind!” With that as his declaration, he holds out his hand for Bruce. “Shall we, Brucie dearie?”

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Bruce chuckles and shrugs, about to say that it's true and he really is a boring person when Clint holds out his hand. He stares at it for a bit, cocking his eyebrow as he looks up at Clint. "Am I supposed to grab it? High five it?... Hold it?..." He asks.

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Clint sighs softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ah, no. It just helps that you listened, you know? Instead of trying to force your wisdom or whatever, you just listened. That helps.” He offers the other boy a small smile, not realizing what kind of turmoil was hidden behind the other boy’s smile.

“Yes!” Clint exclaims, bumping shoulders back. “Dude! Let’s go do something! What do you want to do? We can go to the archery range. Or maybe grab a bite to eat? What do you do for fun?”

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Bruce smiles and nods before grinning widely and shrugging. "I'm not a very fun person actually, so whatever you want to do is fine with me." He replies. "I'm still not convinced on this whole 'best marksman' thing." Bruce teases.

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“Aw, you too?” Clint says with an easy smile. “Don’t worry. I didn’t know who he was either. Apparently, some big name guy. Something about his father helping find this school or something?” He shrugs. “Meh. No one cares.”

Hearing someone else’s laughter makes Clint relax a lot more. He doesn’t feel as upset about what has happened earlier. Not to mention Bruce is such a chill guy that he can’t help but to chuckle along with him.

“Drat!” Clint comments, snapping his fingers at the missed chance of candy. “Maybe next time I’ll catch you when you still have some!” But the joy slowly melts away with Bruce’s gentle words. “Ah… yeah. You did,” Clint says softly.

“This is going to sound like such a bore to you,” he warns. “But see… There’s this girl that I…” Like? Revere? Is Terrified of? How should he describe his relationship with Bobbi? “I keep upsetting,” he decides on. “Like, no matter what I say or do, I just keep making her angry or disappointed. And we just keep circling each other and it sucks! How am I supposed to understand if she just leaves me like that? What did she mean find what I want? I know what I want. Why can’t she just… Argh!”

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Bruce listens as Clint talks about his problems, nodding along and frowning in sympathy. 

"I really wish I knew how to help," He says once the archer finishes. "But I'm pretty terrible at this kind of stuff." I think I like one of my friends, but I'm a monster and that'll never happen because I don't want to harm them he doesn't say. "So why don't we go do something instead? Try and get your mind off of it for now?" Bruce smiles and bumps shoulders with Clint.

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Clint grin widely, accepting the challenge with ease. “I’ll blow your mind, Brucie, dear,” he tells him. “I’ve already outshot Tony Stark, you know.”

“Bottle of glue and some-?! That’s crazy,” Clint tells Bruce. “I would never be able to figure anything out with that! But sure. I’ll get you some arrows to fool around with.” He doesn’t mention anything about the small fleeting look of darkness that passes Bruce’s face at the mention of danger. So there’s a story there, too.

“You always this friendly to random kids in the hallway?” Clint asks with a bright smile. “Because if you are, then where have you been all my life?”

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Bruce quirks an eyebrow and tilts his head a bit. "I don't think I know a Tony Stark." He replies, a smile growing on his face at Clint's nickname for him. It's only been a few minutes but Bruce already feels like he can relax a bit around Clint, and that's always a relief. 

The boy chuckles as Clint goes on about Bruce's joke. It started off as a joke, but now he feels like he owes it to Clint for helping him relax. He's sure he can whip something up later on in the labs that'll knock Clint's socks off.

"I do, actually." He jokes with a small laugh and a shrug. "And I give them candy too, but I'm all out, sorry about it." Bruce adds with another huffed laugh. "I don't know, you just seemed... upset, and I've been there before so I know that it's nice to have someone talk to you, sometimes, at least. Other times you just want to be alone, but it looks like I picked the right time to talk to you, huh?" Bruce smiles.

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Clint does a small fist pump when Bruce said that he’ll help. “Sweet! One more person to ask for help.”

“Ah… Yeah. Circus,” the archer says with a nod, feeling slightly embarrassed at the sudden attention. “I mean. It’s not as cool as it sounds. I cleaned elephant poop for a while before they finally promoted me. I’m Hawkeye, Greatest Marksman on Earth.” He winks at Bruce. “That means I never miss.”

“Are you kidding me? Science is awesome! You can explode things and… and… Explode things! Without that, I wouldn’t be able to get some of my arrows to work.” Clint nods. “We need more scientists in the world so I can keep shooting my arrows.”

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Bruce smiles at Clint's fist pump and continues listening, eyes practically twinkling as the archer goes on, giggling at what he did before promotion. 

"Greatest Marksman, eh?" He asks teasingly when Clint finishes. "I'll have to see it to believe it." Bruce chuckles and moves over to Clint's side, leaning against the wall so that he's not just awkwardly standing in the middle of the hall. 

"My science is a bit more.... boring. Dangerous too," Bruce frowns a bit and decides not to linger too long on the subject. "But if you give me some arrows and some ideas, I can probably work something out with a bottle of glue and some tape." He says with a laugh.

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Balder nearly laughs at Bruce’s confusion. As if there’s anything wrong with singing to birds.

“Perhaps we should look,” he says. “I wish to try some of these Midgardian delicacies that I hear so much about.”

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Bruce stared at Balder for a second before smiling and nodding. "Yeah sure." He says, standing himself up. "You haven't eaten since you got here?" 

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Nice to Meet You Anyways | Clint & Bruce

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Clint raises his brow. “School work’s not bad? You’re one of the few people I’ve met to say that. Maybe I should come ask you for help!”

He’s very thankful that Bruce hasn’t pushed the topic of what’s troubling him. But he knows that it won’t take long for him to blurt out his problems. He’s just hoping that he can hold out until he’s alone.

“Yup! I shoot arrows. You know, I’m sure there’s a proper term for it, but I’ve never really learned it,” Clint admits, tapping his chin thoughtfully. “I guess that’s the downside of circus education. You don’t actually learn the proper terminology for… Well, anything!”

“What about you? Have anything you’re passionate about?”

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Bruce smiles as Clint seems to cheer up slightly, but he knows better than to believe all of the other boy's troubles are forgotten. 

"I wouldn't mind helping you out if you ever need it," He says, but he means it in more than one way. "And I'm sorry, did you say circus? You were in the circus?" Bruce asks, grinning even wider now. "That sounds really cool! I've never been to one before, but I've heard that they're really fun to go to. What'd you do in the circus?" He almost forgets to answer Clint's question out of amusement, but he just barely manages to respond. 

"I dabble in some science, but that doesn't sound anywhere as interesting as the circus." He beams.

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Clint nods slowly. A smudge? You can smudge your glasses? Interesting thing to know. He pockets the knowledge in case he might need it later.

“Clint,” he tells the other boy before accepting the hand. He uses it to stand up so that he can stand eye-to-eye with the other boy. “And you probably didn’t see me because I’ve been holed up either in the archery range or-” I was in Pietro’s room. Oops. Probably shouldn’t say that! He coughs to cover up the slip. “Anyways, how do you like it here?” He’s putting on a bit of a fake smile, trying to push aside his worries for now. It wouldn’t do to burden the new guy with his problems.

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Bruce could tell that something was upsetting Clint, simply because he himself knows all too well how to hide his troubles from others, but he won't bring it up if Clint doesn't want to talk about it. 

"It's pretty great," He says with a smile. "Made a few friends, done some activities, school work's not too bad either." Bruce shrugs before wiping his glasses one more time and sliding them on. "Archery range? Do you... shoot? Arch? What's the proper term for that?"