Saw a post on Tumblr. Couldn't help myself. I don't own any of the characters, if I did, things would have been very different.
Tony took a drink from the beer in his hand. There wasn't really that special of an occasion going on. It was just him and the other Avengers hanging out. Or, well, that's how it started. It was quickly becoming a bit of a party. What with Clint on the edge of being wasted, and Natasha not too far behind herself. Tony himself was buzzed. But that was usual for him. Steve, of course, was able to drink all he wished and not feel the effects whatsoever. Same went with Thor. Bruce just seemed to feel a bit awkward; working only on, maybe, his second drink.
Sighing, Tony leaned against a counter. He wondered when it was that Stark Tower started to become 'that place' they all went to after their so-called work. Shrugging it off, Tony scanned the group. He watched as Barton tried to show Thor how to dance; failing tremendously at that, and spilling some of the alcohol he had all over himself and the floor. He either hadn't noticed, or hadn't cared, because he simply continued to show Thor how to 'dance.' Stark was honestly happy for having robots. The mess that was being made from the party was not something he wanted to clean up.
Shifting his gaze once more, Tony's eyes landed on the ground. It was then that he got an idea. With a faint smirk growing on his lips, he set his beer down and pushed himself up from the counter. Stark made his way to the spot on the floor that his eyes had previously landed. After standing there for a moment, he cleared his throat and laid down. The action caught both Steve and Bruce. Bruce being the first to speak up. "Tony... What are you doing?" The question had snatched the attention of the others, and they too were wondering what their 'host' was doing.
Tony just laid there for a minute or so before he did anything. When he did, he curled himself into a semi-fetal position, crossing his arms over his chest. The action confused everyone. That was until Tony spoke. "Ohohoho! I'm Loki, The God of Mischief!" He said, trying to fake Loki's voice. It took just seconds before the room erupted in laughter, even Thor's laugh boomed throughout the room. Stark sat up, chuckling and feeling a bit of pride in himself that he was successful in his joke.