i’m done
“ok, i’m done.” Maria barges through the door, disturbing the Avengers.
“you are what?” Tony asks.
“i am done with having to clean up YOUR messes EVERY TIME. i am done with being arrested, interrogated and then locked away in a cell by the police. i’m tired of having to give interviews to the media, or having to say sorry to the Council for everything YOU have done and i’m definitely done with having to deal with all the mad citizens whose properties you have destroyed.”
Steve and Tony look at each other, as do Clint and Natasha. Thor shrugs and Bruce looks uncomfortable.
“fair enough. go on.” Tony says, nodding.
“i didn’t sign up for this job to babysit you and i sure as hell didn’t sign up to just take responsibility for your actions. you are at least HALF of the reason S.H.I.E.L.D. is considered irresponsible and dangerous. your dangerous behavior has cost at least a hundred lives and S.H.I.E.L.D. is held responsible! we keep getting sued and even Tony’s army of lawyers can’t do anything about it! do you know how many phone calls i get every day of people who lost their home, their family or their work?”
“no.” Steve is staring down at the floor now.
“thousands! im getting mad of the constant ringing of the phone! the majority of day i spend on the phone, talking to people who are sad, angry and desperate. people who are yelling at me, or crying, and you spend your day ruining city’s, or just, sitting on your ass!”
“we’re sorry.” Natasha says.
“yes you should be!”