A/N: Short chapter yes, but I'll probably make up for it by posting another later today or a really long one tomorrow. One of those days where Monday serves to let me know that the rest of the week will be a bad week. Enjoy! Expect more soon!

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"What was that?" Tony rubbed his head and saw the mess that had been created. "I thought that you had more sense than Thor. And what was a whole lemon doing in the blender?" If Tony was honest with himself he was more upset that Fury had seen the little incident.

"It is apparent that the top was not secure on the device," Loki was wiping away some stray fruit juices that had gotten on his clothes. "Also, which one was the lemon?"

Tony held up the offending fruit then threw it in the garbage can. "There are so many thing that you have to learn before using the appliances in this room. I'm afraid to have you any where near the knives."

"Oh, I know what knives are," Loki grinned. "No worries about that, Stark. I did not wish to listen to Fury talk on and on and became curious about your Migardian foods." He scowled a little and started to undo the straps of his outfit, slipping off the jacket. "I hold no such curiosities anymore, for I wish to remove this from my clothes."

"Yeah, I'll have to get it dry cleaned," Tony looked at his reflection in the refrigerator, looking at the red spot on his forehead. "Unless you wanna use your magic, I'd hate to hear you whine about how I made all your leather sticky."

Loki grinned a little as he ran his fingers over the offending spots of his clothes and they disappeared. "Yes, that will do just fine." He left his jacket and belts on the counter and looked around the kitchen, rubbing his hands together. "What else is there that I can satiate my curiosity with?"

"You mean what else can you use to torture me? I think not," Tony rubbed her head and turned to look at the god. "Did you cause this much trouble when you were younger?"

"I brought some Frost Giants in to have a little fun during my brothers supposed coronation as King," Loki replied easily, lifting himself to sit on the counter.

"That was just having fun?" Tony's eyes widened a little. "I think I got off easy." Loki snorted, a small smirk on his face.

"Yes, this time it was an accident, imagine what I could do when I actually set a tiny bit of effort into it."

"I'd rather not." Tony sighed and turned then noticed a large red spot of pureed strawberry on his shirt. "Not my shirt too!" Tony sighed then stripped his shirt off, carefully not to get any of the juices in his hair. Tony blinked as he watched the smaller man take care with his shirt, and if his eyes lingered on his chest it was because he wanted to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the arc reactor. The reactor was the only thing that mattered.

Loki coughed and turned away, looking around the kitchen as tony balled up his shirt. "Don't get into too much trouble, I need to change my clothes. I don't have magic like you do." Loki nodded as Tony left the room, and he felt his eye twitch slightly.

"Mortals."

Tony led Loki down to the lab and opened the door. "Wake up, wake up!" Tony called out and the lights and monitors started to turn on. Loki looked around as everything came to life. "I'm back from vacation." Loki jumped when he saw a couple of robots start to move and quickly caught up to Tony.

"I fear what could be accomplished in this place," Loki commented, then his eyes caught the past Iron Man suits in the wall. "Or what has been accomplished."

"No need to worry, this time," Tony tried not to smirk. "Since you've been accepted into the system by JARVIS, they shouldn't bother you. Except for DUM-E, he doesn't even listen to me."

"Dummy?" Loki raised an eyebrow.

"Oh trust me, you'll meet later." Tony sighed as he brought up a key board and started to type away. Loki leaned over and looked to see that there were two keyboards, one projected onto the desk, and in a language that he didn't understand.

"I have a feeling that you spend a lot of time down here," He noted the tiny kitchen in the corner with a couch and TV on the wall.

"This is the home away from home," Tony nodded. "JARVIS, new file please, on my personal server. Title it Green Defense."

"Of course, sir." Some screens started to pop up around Tony and he dragged some images around throwing them in the picture of the folder.

"You said you weren't an expert in science," Tony looked over at Loki, "but do you wanna start learning about it? Something tells me that you'd catch on pretty quick." Loki raised an eyebrow as he took the seat that Tony wasn't going to sit in. "I figured it'd keep you from getting bored, and I wouldn't have to explain everything that I'm trying to do."

"It depends on what kind of science you are talking about," Loki started, glancing over at one of Tony's screens. "While I said that I wasn't an expert, I mean that I had had the time to study all of your sciences, specifically what you have come up with yourself." Tony blinked a little and looked at him. "I am most interested to see how you're going to translate my powers into scientific equations though."

"So you can understand mathematics, and probably physics and the like, but you mess up with a blender?" Tony would have face palmed if he wanted to. He didn't want to give Loki any ideas.

"As I had previously stated, that incident was an accident, the top was not completely secure," Loki sighed.

"And somehow I'm the only one that got hurt," Tony grumbled.