Leader Of The Free World
Title: Leader Of The Free World
Summary: Clint Barton’s presidential campaign started as a joke. It didn’t end that way, except for Steve.
Notes: Written for @MemPrime, who requested it as a birthday fic. (Sorry I didn’t actually write the debate you suggested, @fatfemme-inist, I chickened out. :D) Happy birthday, Mem!
Other Notes: I don’t know how presidential campaigns work, guys. I didn’t do any research because politics is very boring and I only research it when I am myself voting to make sure I don’t vote for Darth Vader in disguise. Please forgive for any inaccuracies, I wasn’t willing to put that amount of energy into what is essentially four thousand words of LOL CLINT BARTON.
It was kind of a dare, and it was sort of at a party, which were both excuses Tony and Clint used a lot, because “we were drunk” was not an excuse Steve would put up with. Technically “it was at a party” wasn’t either, but he and Tony had shouted their way through several arguments over “it was a dare”, and the result was that Steve no longer got into fights over dares. Because Tony knew his history, and he knew that if Steve Rogers was telling someone not to take a dare, Steve Rogers was being a giant hypocrite.
“It’s honestly not that hard to get your ass on a ballot,” Tony said, tipping his beer at the presidential debate going on silently on one of the televisions. The Avengers had developed several patterns around their missions against Hydra, and Tony liked the post-assault protein-load that they usually did right after, but the post-assault party the weekend following a mission, that was his favorite.
“There’s a ton of paperwork, isn’t there?” Clint asked.
“Not really that much. I mean,” Tony corrected, “Not that much if you have, you know, your own legal department.”
“Oh, rich-dude-not-much,” Clint teased. “So you could run for president pretty easily, huh?”