So this will basically be my dumping grounds for short stories. Enjoy! ~~
Tony Stark settled carelessly on the chair outside Loki's prison. His feet were up on the controls, one hand holding a book and the other feeding a bag of BBQ chips into his mouth.
Loki was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. He was completing meditation of paramount importance that would allow him greater control over his sceptre from a long distance, but the munching sounds and the occasional chuckle from the person sitting outside his glass entrapment was not helping.
'Will you stop that?' Loki hissed as Tony let out a cry of indignation at the book.
Stark glanced nonchalantly at him, and then shrugged. 'I'm not the one locked inside a prison with only a switch between it and 30 000 feet of thin air,' he said.
Loki gave a sigh of exasperation and resumed his meditation.
Tony's eyes wandered back to the book. 'Good read, you know.'
Loki's fists balled up. 'What is?' he said through clenched teeth.
'Othello,' he replied, waving the book at him. 'It's funny. I just read this line by Iago-'
Suddenly a simulacrum of Loki appeared in front of him, pointing his sceptre at Tony. He dropped Othello in surprise, although the god of mischief had already played this trick a few times.
'If you have nothing important to say,' the image snarled, 'I suggest you keep quiet, unless you want to find that your voice has disappeared. Imprisoned though I am, you may find that I can still perform simple spells through the glass.'
Tony audibly and visibly gulped, and his apathetic mask wasn't quite convincing.
'Do I make myself clear?' said Loki's image.
'Crystal,' answered Stark.
The image smiled evilly, though it seemed more like it was baring its teeth, and dematerialized.
Tony took a deep breath and stared at the real Loki, a smirk beginning to form on his face. 'I guess I do have to beware the green-eyed monster.'
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