Loki and Torture
Loki stood, yet again, alone on the streets of New York. People, just like before, stared. That man would pay for his insolence. Luckily, Loki had several revenge plans available. Let's see... He could do plans #1-10 (He didn't have any whipped cream, feathers, dictionaries, or gum at his disposal. Besides, Tony would enjoy plans 3, 8 and 9.), plans #11-14 seemed a bit overdone (besides, did Stark really deserve to be locked in the sewage systems? Or be forced to fight Cuddles? No man deserved to fight Cuddles. Just the thought of it made Loki twitch). So Loki decided to go with plan #15. The other 2,761 plans would have to wait for another day.
When Tony finally landed on the street, he was abruptly blindfolded and kidnapped by a crazy demi-god. By the time Tony was graciously granted his vision again, everything was set up perfectly by the god.
Tony sat, tied to a chair in the middle of a concrete cell. Loki stood in full armor in front of him.
"What's your excuse this time, Stark?" Loki asked, seeping with venom. Loki started to pace around Stark, eyes glaring.
Tony sighed, shivering a bit. With his eyes screwed shut, he muttered in a low whisper,
"Fangirls."
Loki stopped pacing and gave Tony a look. "I thought you liked attention of the opposite sex." Loki paused and cocked his head to one side. "Or have I been misreading your sexual orientation this whole time?"
Tony opened his eyes, and popped his head to look at Loki in the face.
"WHAT?" Tony sat there, mouth agape.
"Well there can be no denial that there is a certain... Chemistry between you and . I always thought that it was just a close friendship..." Loki trailed off a bit. "But even magnificent gods like myself sometimes have trouble reading into such things."
Tony sat in silence giving Loki his best 'What the hell is wrong with you?' look. Then, with dead seriousness he said, "I'm straight, Loki. Trust me." He paused. "Though I did make that exception WAAYYY back in the summer of '88. I was in Miami, bar hopping late at night. The club was called Night Crawler. Window less. Moral less. The music was booming, heat radiating off of everyone. I was surrounded by young, eager women. Blondes. Brunettes. Red Heads. Rainbows. That was when this dashing young man walked up to my table and asked..." Tony trailed off at the look Loki was giving.
Loki had apparently been backing away from Stark during his off the cuff monologue.
He now had his palms pressed up against the wall, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Anyway. These weren't MY Fangirls who attacked me. Those I like. See, these girls thought I was some actor named Robert Downey Jr. for some reason." Tony stopped and shuttered. "Everything that happened next I can't even put into words."
Loki's face of disbelief never left his face.
"Very well, Stark. You have chosen, yet again, not to tell me the truth. Thus, you must suffer the consequences." Loki turned and rolled around a small TV.
"What are you going to do?" Tony asked, starting to struggle in his bonds.
"Oh nothing. You're just going to have to sit through a 12 hour marathon of Yo Gabba Gabba. Then I will release you."
"NO!" Tony shrieked. "ANYTHING BUT THAT! PLEASE LOKI. I'LL GIVE YOU ANYTHING YOU WANT. CHOCOLATE. PUPPIES. A BEACH HOUSE. A FREAKEN UNICORN, IF YOU WANT THAT." Loki started the TV and turned to leave, sneering. "A GIRL FRIEND EVEN!" Was the last think Loki heard as he slammed the door behind him.
Yes. Plan #15 was a good one.
A/N: Hey guys! Sorry this took so long to put up. I had camp all last week, thus, no internet. I had an entire 8 days of chapters written and into my Doc Manager, but the person who was SUPPOSED to put them up completely forgot. Thus, this chapter is very, very, very, late.
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