The first thought Tony had when Doctor Strange showed up during the latest battle with Loki was I'm going to kiss Coulson for sending in more backup.

The second was a loud, and resounding What the fuck? that Tony more than half thought he had actually spoken out loud. (It's hard to tell these things sometimes when sporting a concussion.)

Now this isn't actually so odd of a thought, (either of them, Coulson has received more kisses in the line of duty than a porn star at a kissing booth)as Doctor Strange's first action upon entering the field of battle was not to attack, or even set up a defensive spell, but to begin waving his hands about brandishing a scroll that was probably at least a thousand years old and yelling at Loki, "It's starting, it's starting! Hurry up, we're going to miss the beginning!"

Loki turned towards Doctor Strange in response, eyes going wide. "Already? The energy from the Omega quadrant galaxies aren't supposed to pass through the fifth dimensional paradox curve for another fifty seven days."

Thor took flight at his brother, Molijer leading the way, and hit the curve of a force field that flashed into existence when Loki raised his hand in a 'one moment' gesture. He slid around the side of the force field and flew straight into a nearby mountain face.

"A dwarf star on the edge of the system went supernova and the energy level all shifted up on the Trequeta scale by thirteen units!" Doctor strange exclaimed, twisting in a way that reminded Tony oddly of a potty dance as shuffled about mid air in a combination of excitement and inpatients.

"Thirteen? But that means that the sleeping Clagidans will be woken up,"

"and the Afd'fadsh'j will be able swarm in,"

"just as the breeding cycle for the quasi-relational Barafi reaches it's seven hundred thirty seventh stage of incubation,"

"and that means that we might encounter a"

"Trila-grabff'tn Galn`lime Carfusioae!" Tony winced a little bit at the pitch the two of them managed to reach when they squealed, because there was no other definition for that sound, in sync on the last, incomprehensible, part of their exchange.

"Odin's beard!" said Loki. "What are we waiting for!"

"Brother," Thor interrupted, looking entirely to amused and indulgent of the whole scene as far as Tony was concerned. "Your spell?"

Loki's brow furrowed in honest confusion for a moment (Tony couldn't decide weather that, or the pure glee that had been on Loki's face prior was more disturbing, but he was pretty sure they would both hold a place of honor among his more disturbing dreams in the future). "What spe-oh, yes. Of course." He waved his hand in a small shooing motion, and Tony could see instantly that the spell had ended.

"Thank you, brother. Enjoy your outing."

"Yes, yes. Anytime." Loki responded without thinking and turned back to Doctor Strange. "We should grab some snacks before we go, these sort of things always leave me with, what was it, the munchies."

"I've already packed some. We've got Cheetos, Dr. Pepper, Twizzlers, and a whole bunch of half off Halloween candy. I've been waiting on you."

"Yes, well," said Loki as they disappeared, "I was under the impression that you humans were looking forward to the Zombie Apocalypse."