1. A Partridge by a Pear Tree.
Darcy's eyes widened as she stepped into the recreation room of Stark Tower. Instead the usual clutter, the room was cleared out and in the middle, was a potted plant with a bird lying next to it. "Very funny, Tony," she called out as she slowly approached the plant and bird. The Partridge woke up and squawked loudly. "Sorry, sorry!" she said, taking a couple of steps back.
"What in the realms is that?" Loki spluttered as he stepped into the room, eyes on the bird, which was now making its way around the room, cocking its head under the couches and tables.
"A partridge by a pear tree," Darcy replied, an amused expression on her face.
Loki regarded her with a confused expression.
"You know, that song?" she asked. "On the first day of christmas, my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree," she sang. "Oh my god, you don't know. Well, I'm not going to spoil your fun."
"Fun?"
"Trust me, Tony has plans. No childhood, no fond Christmas memories. It's in all the movies," Darcy explained. "Hey, I'm gonna go downstairs to grab some breakfast, I'll see you around, Loki." She turned around, casting one last look at the bird before walking out of the room.
. Loki followed her with his gaze, eyes trailing over the bun that her hair was piled into, the green sweater that hugged her body in all the right places and her bottom, which looked like they were made to be in a pair of jeans.
Loki quickly shook his head and averted his gaze. Behind him, the partridge squawked as it's head got trapped between two chairs. "Stupid bird," he muttered.