Tony brought in a tray of food.
"Why did you set foot on this planet?"
"My feet are my own concern. I flew because it is in my natural power, mortal."
"Been talking to Thor."
"That must have been intellectually stimulating. "
"He was telling me about Frost Giants."
Loki swung his head around and stared at Tony, daring him for an excuse.
"I figured since I need to help you, I need to understand what you are first. If you had special requirements given your species." Tony pointed at the tray, balanced on a small foldout table.
"Leaving would help me. I'm not like the others." Loki turned his head away.
"In time. Did the other kids laugh and call you names? Yeah I bet, you're too short and not blue. Didn't play in all their Asgard games?"
Loki rounded behind Tony as a blur, grabbed Tony by the neck and held him aloft. The grip was light but insistent. Threatening farther pressure.
Tony hands grasped the air behind him, trying to reach Loki.
"I can make you turn blue." He purred and tightened his grip slowly. "Would you like me to try?"
Tony began to clutch at his throat. He couldn't speak. Rasping sounds came out.
"You don't seem tall enough to count as a man. A pixie, perhaps."
Tony blacked out. He had turned blue before Loki let him go.
He awoke on the ground. Loki stood in front of him. Tony panted and spluttered for breath. Loki looked down at him with mild irritation. "Metal can yield." Loki bended forward over Tony. "The only time you need to dwell on my feet is when you kneel before them. I dare any mortal to question me then."
Tony coughed a little trying to form words. "Convincing, I've gotta hand it to ya."
Loki picked Tony up by his collar with a pincer of a finger and thumb until their faces were level. "What nonsense do you talk?"
"You pretend like you don't care. Can't kid a kidder, kid." Tony grinned, although he'd bitten his tongue flailing and his teeth were pale red.
Loki let Tony drop to the ground. "I am older than you. I am your superior in every regard. No doubt Thor told you Asgardian age is calculated differently."
"Yeah, your year is fifty here. Larger orbit of your planet. You guys are like a thousand earth years."
"We're immortal, we do not count ages except by ruler. Currently, we count as The Age of Odin."
"You count immaturity. Compared to other Asgardians, you guys are about college age." Tony laughed. "I was right." He stood, shakily at first.
"Get out."
"Ordering me out of your room? Child."
"I could remove the air from this room. I am immortal. I will survive."
"Your magic works in here?" Tony swayed. "Really?"
"You're weakened, you're talking gibberish in an altered state."
"You're so sweet to think of me." Tony made a small, klunky ironic bow. "Honey, I've spent my life in an altered state. I riiide with the tide." Tony pretended to be surfing.
Loki changed his form to blue skinned but kept his blue eyes.
"Huh." Tony was temporarily stumped. "I guess that is a kinda magic. You are a real frost... boy."
Loki pushed Tony to the door with a blast of magic from his hand and didn't let up until the door had been opened and Tony was outside. The doors closed again.
Loki angrily ate his meal, stabbing at the plate.
"Comfort eating?" Tony quipped smugly over the speakerphone.
"Stop watching me" Loki called to the ceiling.
"Talk to me then."
"THOR! YOUR HUMAN IS ANNOYING ME!" Loki screamed.
Thor boomed chuckling from the loud speaker, "I think he likes you."
Author's Note: slight break from writing now while I graduate day after tomorrow and work on my Sherlock fic which has been pushed aside for weeks while I did this.
