disclaimer: I don't own the products or services associated with MARVEL; including Thor – this is merely an exercise in creativity

summary: it's only a game, why can't they play?/on unsaid "I told you so's"


The game stops and an awkward silence echoes. On the table a pile of cards, a couple of bottles of beer and a battered note pad and chewed-up pen sit. It's a small game – Darcy and Clint and Tony and some guy from accounting (he's super cute and somebody has to count).

Loki and Steve are at the door and it's a little too late to hide.

"No," Tony says blithely. "They can play."

(the game is cheat.)

(this can only end badly)