Clenching her eyes shut, Kagome flinched and let out a squeak when the tip finally pricked her. When it pricked her a second time, she opened her eyes to observe the male and her father. While the male looked utterly confused, her father had this look of world-shattering relief.
When the male continued to poke her with the scepter she knocked it away with a scowl. "Could you please stop. Not only is that annoying, it hurts."
Rubbing at the now sore area of her chest, she gave a sniff when the male narrowed his eyes on her. But her father quickly drew his attention by speaking up.
"As I said, performance issues. It happens to... every one out of five. Maybe two." Tony shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of a drink she hadn't noticed; like he didn't have a care in the world.
Flicking her gaze back and forth between her father and the man who still had a painful grip on her arm, Kagome could only wonder at what she was missing. She let out another squeak when she was suddenly shoved away and, while she was able to catch herself, her father's entire posture tensed.
Tony watched Loki as he started towards them and instinctively stepped in front of Kagome. His move earned a twisted smirk. In the next moment, he dropped the scotch to grasp the wrist of the hand now wrapped around his throat.
AN: I had a ton of fun reading what you all had thought/hoped was to happen in this chapter. Well, I hope it was to your liking! Read, enjoy, and review!