A late..ish update...
Things were returning to normal now that Kitty Fury was returned to Loki's shoulder. He spent several days coddling the animal and checking him for wounds. Three days after the cat was returned to him, Doom appeared. The man seemed agitated at the sight of the cat and did not even accept the tea Loki offered. it was full of laxatives but still...rude.
Once Loki was sure Kitty Fury was safe and sound he began to role in villainy once more. He turned several monuments into provocative poses including turning the Statue of Liberty into the Statue of Putin in fishnets and stilettos.
Once he was sated he decided that a 'Girl's Night' was in order. Emma Frost was the only one who could drive and owned a Volkswagen Beetle in white of course with leather seats. Saturday evening she pulled up to Loki's apartment, Amora itching to get out. When the Avengers turned on the television they were surprised to see a woman rushing around Loki's apartment, getting dressed.
"Loki has a girlfriend?" Bruce questioned and Tony quickly shook his head.
"No of course not!" He stated firmly while Natasha snorted. Thor did not speak and merely smiled at the words. They glanced back to the screen to watch the woman pull her dark hair into a ponytail. The woman was tall and had a regal air about her. Her movements were fluid and graceful. Her skin was pale and her eyes a startling and familiar shade of green. Tony stared bitterly at the beautiful woman. There was a sharp knock on the door and the woman rolled her eyes. Before she could speak it burst open and Amora strutted through the door.
"Why bother knocking Amora?" The woman asked. Amora offered her an appreciative smile.
"You know I simply enjoy making an entrance. Are you ready?" The woman nodded, finishing putting her heels on. As the Avengers, minus Thor watched the mysterious lady in confusion as she followed Amora outside to where Emma Frost sat behind the wheel of her car. Emma glanced out the window and slowly smiled.
"Loki, darling you look lovely." She stated and the woman...Loki smiled back.
"Thank you." She responded, head tilting.
"Wait...what?" Steve stated in shocked while everyone stared at the screen. Natasha and Clint shared glances.
"That's Loki!?"
"My brother has a female form as well as a male." Thor explained with a shrug.
"Holy shit!"
"She's hot!"
"Clint!"
"What? Look at her!" Clint defended himself. Tony scowled at Clint before looking back to the screen to watch Loki and Amora pile into the car. Amora took the passenger seat while Loki lounged in the back. They waited for Emma to start driving but the woman leaned in her seat and closed her eyes. Amora blinked.
"Are we going."
"Yes."
"...When?"
"When?"
"Deadpool's coming."
"Wait...why?"
"Because I want to party with my ladies okay!" Deadpool shouted as he appeared from the sidewalk. Amora rolled her eyes while Loki scooted over as Deadpool gave her a once over. "You look nice Loki. I love what you've done with your...hair."
"Thank you dear. Now I must ask...why are you really here?" Deadpool laughed.
"I told you. I wanna hang with my homies. My bros...my posse...my-"
"Peter and Gwen caught you spying again didn't they." Emma stated, it was not a question.
"Yes, yes they did." Deadpool responded. Amora sniggered while Loki rolled her eyes.
"Perhaps you should leave them to their own devices?" She suggested and Wade shook his head.
"No can do. Anyway...why are you a woman?" Deadpool asked, watching as Loki began applying his makeup.
"It is ladies night at the bar we are going to." Loki responded, as he put on his mascara. Deadpool nodded. Emma pulled away from the curb and into the street. Deadpool leaned into his seat.
Emma turned on the radio and shifted through the stations. Taylor Swift's voice blared through the car and Emma and Amora squealed happily while Loki sighed. Deadpool squirmed in his seat.
"Still seems a bit early to go clubbing."
"Oh it is. We still have an hour." Amora stated from the front seat.
"Where are we going?"
"That new club near the Starbucks I go to." Emma replied turning a corner. Loki rolled her eyes and smirked at Amora who glanced at her over her shoulder.
Tony's eyes lit up. He knew that club. He had driven past it plenty of times. He could...yes. He would find an excuse to leave. Wander off down to the club and find Loki. Then he could flirt with him! He just needed to leave... Bruce beat him to it. Standing and saying he was tired and wishing everyone a good night. Steve soon followed while Clint found himself interested in the music choice Emma chose.
Taylor Swift?
"We're going to get your uptight ass laid tonight." Amora stated firmly, glancing at Loki who sighed. Tony fidgeted in his seat suddenly feeling like Katniss Fucking Everdeen.
I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!
Thor looked deeply disturbed by Amora's words and was the next to leave with Clint in tow sniggering and humming 'Shake It Off' as he followed the god out of the room. Natasha shot Tony a look, eyebrows raised before shaking her head.
"I guess I'm out too. Goodnight Stark. Sleep tight." She stood and sauntered out of the room while Tony fought off a leer.
Emma and Amora had dispersed as soon as they all entered the club. Emma to get a free drink from one of the men and Amora approaching a petite Asian woman with a saucy grin. Wade had lingered at Loki's side unsure on if he could mingle or if he should do the gentlemanly thing and watch over Loki as she wandered to the bar. The Goddess shoed him off and told him to enjoy himself. Wade quickly went to do as he was told. Loki adjusted the strap on her dress and approached the bartender. A man sitting nearby stared after her. He had bright blue eyes and a clear under bite. Across the bar, Emma sipped at her Mimosa looking pleased with herself. Amora and the woman she had approached were dancing closely while Wade stared with wide eyes.
The man with the under bite had yet to leave Loki's side. He was persistent on flirting with her even as she ignored him.
"So, you like sports?" The man with the under bite and beer breath asked.
"No." Loki replied without looking at him, as she drank from her glass.
"Cool, cool...me too..."
Loki finished her drink and turned back to the bar tender who was pouring a vodka for a woman. The under bite man watched Loki with hazy eyes, his gaze lowering to get a better view of her. Loki ordered her second drink of the evening and had just sat down when she spotted him.
Tony Stark.
Standing near the edge of the dancing crowd, staring at her with a grin and a glint in his eyes. Slowly Loki smiled, tilting her head back and taking a long swig of her drink, never breaking eye contact with the mortal. Tony swaggered forward, walking through the crowd with ease. He approached Loki, still grinning.
"Evening." He greeted, his voice low. Loki nodded at him.
"Indeed...It's quite lovely out." Loki murmured.
"Lovely in here too." Tony replied with a wink as he ordered himself a drink. Loki's lips curved into a grin. Tony took the vacant seat on Loki's other side, as under bite attempted to speak up.
"I think it's lovely in here too!"
Both Loki and Tony ignored him. Tony held out his hand to Loki.
"Tony Stark, you might have heard of me."
Loki took his hand.
"Lola Walker and I'm afraid I haven't." She replied easily. Tony chuckled.
Under bite laughed too.
Loudly.
Tony took Loki's hand and kissed the back of it, never breaking eye contact.
"Dance with me?"
"Absolutely."
Under bite attempted to speak up but was paid no mind as Tony Stark led the Goddess towards the crowd of people. Loki's hand was cool in his own grip and twice he turned to assure himself that she...he was there. Loki offered him a coy smile.
"See something you like?"
"Absolutely."
When their bodies were pressed together it was like matching puzzle pieces. Her smile was lethal and the only thing that could make it better was if she instead was in her male form. Yet this piece of art was just as perfect, just as lovely and just as much his.
"So...busy night?" Clint Barton asked as Tony finally stumbled out of his room at the crack of noon. The archer was seated at the kitchen counter, bags under his eyes and a glass of water in his hand. Tony blinked slowly.
"What...what happened?" He asked, voice parched. He had woken up alone in his room with no Loki. Had he brought her to the tower? Had they even made it out the bar? Clint stood, stretching with a low groan.
"You, Thor and I drank your bar clean. You puked over everything and passed out on the couch. Thor dragged you to your room."
"You mean...I never went out?" Tony murmured, those bright green eyes flashing before his eyes.
"Out? No. We finished watching Loki with boobs go off with her cronies to that crappy bar and decided to get some drinks ourselves." Clint laughed.
"How much did we watch?" Tony asked, feigning disinterest. Clint pursed his lips in thought.
"We watched some guy hit on Loki. Thor was annoyed...come to think of it so were you. Kept commenting on his under bite. Finally we decided we didn't want to see anymore and turned it off."
So that was it.
Tony hadn't whisked Loki away from under bite. He had not danced with her. He slowly took the seat across from Barton, slumping down feeling miserable.
"Hangover from Hell?" Clint asked, pushing an apple towards Tony who slowly took it, those green eyes still alive and bright in his mind.
"Yeah...from Hell."