desperate meassures
tony: where's morgan?
tony:
tony: ok, this calls for desperate measures
tony, whispering: tony stark is a bad father
morgan, appearing from behind the curtains: i love you 3000, you're the best dad!
peter, dropping from the ceiling: step the fuck up, kyle!
harley, kicking down the door, holding a potato gun: who the fuck wanna die?
vision, teleporting in through the internet: that is not a factual statement
nebula, bursting out of a kitchen cabinet: *brandishes knives threateningly*
tony, tearing up: what the fuck guys
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