The Emerald City

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Okay, there was such a thing as too much gold

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Okay, there was such a thing as too much gold. Asgard had managed it. In spades. Vegas could learn about ostentatious from this place. Jeez! Tony took one look at the three-story-tall door to the throne room and rolled his eyes. Again. "Really? Who do you guys have over for tea? Paul Bunyan? My God." He shook his head and followed Thor past guards who made the fur-hat wearing dudes at Buckingham Palace look friendly and outgoing.

"It is the way of Asgard. The Realm Eternal." Thor barely glanced up at the towering architecture. "Do you not yourself build monuments to the height of your achievements, Tony Stark?"

"Busted." Clint smirked and adjusted his shades. "Stark Tower. A monument to Tony's personal achievements. Don't sweat it, Thor. Tony just doesn't like buildings that are bigger than his." The smirk grew. "Some would call it over-compensation."

Smartass. Tony implemented the Standard Backup Plan before Clint could get his hand into position for the inevitable visual aid. "Hey. None of that in front of the Super Soldier. Widow can handle it, but we don't need him blushing for the next week."

Cap muttered a distracted "Huh?" and continued to stare at their surroundings. So much for backup.

Natasha's grin had more fangs than Dracula's. "You're right, I can handle it. Barely. Clint doesn't need to compensate for anything. I speak from knowledgeable experience."

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