Helloo! Here is the long awaited chapter and I hope you enjoy it!

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omega13a

Very much so. I thought about doing Iron Man 2 and Thor as mash-up chapters but that was going to get unbearably messy so decided to leave them be. The next movie covered will be Thor and I have had thoughts for that one since I brought Loki in the first time way back in Loki'd!

CHSHiccstrid

I hadn't thought about it that much either until I was writing it then it just kind of slapped me. Like, dang. Soon, Thor happens as soon as the Iron Man 2 segment is done. Well, technically it happens at the same time but writing it like that would get messy and confusing. Don't we all })

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Thanks, glad it helps a bit :)

Journal 2, Entry 30: "Iron Man 2 Pt.3"

Phil followed Hakon and Tony into the house, all three of them weighed down with boxes of notes, reels, and other miscellaneous junk SHIELD had filched from the late Howard. Tony couldn't help but scowl at the boxes, silently wondering if the answer to the palladium problem was in there, if his father truly had thought of everything.

Phil sighed as he set down the last box. "Tony, I really am sorry. I had no idea these were in SHIELD's custody. If I had known, I would've-"

Tony smiled weakly at Phil. "I know you would've. I'm not mad at you."

A relieved smile spread across Phil's face. He started to say something more when Tor wuffled and the all looked down to see him holding a pop-art style Captain America shield. Phil took it with wide eyes and Tor wagged his tail happily.

Tony hummed. "I wondered what happened to that."

Hakon gave it a quick glance as he took the lid off a box. "Didn't Howard keep that over his desk?"

Tony nodded. "Yeah, treated it like it was the real deal."

Hakon chuckled. "And he called my design stupid."

Tony and Phil laughed. Tony looked at the stylized shield again before waving away at it. "You can go ahead and keep it."

Phil clutched it a little tighter in disbelief. "Oh, I really couldn't…"

Tony sniffed at it before digging into a different box. "No, I insist. I have absolutely no use for it, and that of all things I have no sentimentality for."

Phil stared in awe at the shield as he thanked Tony.

Hakon snickered quietly as he looked through a notebook. "Careful Folke, wouldn't want to make Loki jealous."

Phil looked up. "Well it's not exactly like he's listed as a superhero. A god, sure, but not a living, breathing superhero."

Hakon looked up in thought. "Where does that line get drawn, though?"

Tony looked over the file he held. "Uh…at the living and being real part?"

Hakon and Phil shared looks that made Tony suspicious before Hakon said, "Yeah but what if they're real? Some people considered Hercules to be a god after he completed some tasks…Say he was actually real then. Is he a superhero or a god?"

Tony's right eye twitched. "You realize I still have a headache, right?"

Both Phil and Hakon looked at him expectantly.

He sighed. "Well it doesn't matter because all those were just myths so if Hercules was real then he was just a superhero."

Phil shook his head in amusement. "Well…I'm supposed to stay here and, uh, babysit you." Tony snorted, not even looking up from the papers. "My thoughts exactly. So, since you have plans to be elsewhere to actually deal with your heart issue, mind if I skip out early?"

Hakon looked over trying to hide his smirk. "Get to go babysit someone else?"

Phil sighed, both amused at what was sure to be hilarity as he spied on Thor—who hadn't been to Midgard in a few centuries—and also annoyed that there was undoubtedly going to be a lot of cover up and paperwork needed for the muscled oaf for SHIELD alone. Not to mention any sort of cover up needed should Thor start running his mouth on matters of the past—no need to give the Hydra agents any more ideas. "Pretty much."

Tony's eyebrows rose. "Who gets the special honor of being more high maintenance than a dying me?"

"Thor." Hakon and Phil said at the same time.

Tony rolled his eyes and went back to reading. "Alright, haha. Top secret SHIELD stuff."

Phil left, leaving Tony and Hakon to read in silence. Hakon wasn't surprised to see some notes about the Tesseract in the notebooks, considering arc reactor technology was born from it but it made him a little queasy knowing SHIELD and possibly Hydra had this for so long. Some of the notes were pretty detailed and outlined ideas, theories, and findings that Howard and he had made together—that had been spoken with utmost confidence, so he'd thought.

Tony groaned after an hour of useless reading, not finding anything he hadn't read or discovered for himself before. He stood and made two cups of coffee, one of the things he could make to perfection when he had the mind to.

Hakon accepted the cup and set down his notebooks with a tired sigh, having the same luck as Tony. "Well, unless there's something on the tapes…. I have no idea where Fury was getting his information from."

Tony hummed in agreement. "Well, I make the cloud-corn and you get it set up? That tech is, after all, as old as you are."

"Snarky, youngin'." Hakon groused with a grin.

Tony tilted his head. "Snarky Stark. Sounds like a fun nickname."

Hakon shoved the papers and books back into the boxes. "Watch what you say around Steph, she'll make that your permanent name."

Tony beamed. "Then we'll have a spectacular showdown."

Hakon shifted through the boxes as he tried to neatly stack everything and was pleased to find a camera that could play the reels—he very much doubted Tony would have anything that old in his home. "Well, I got everything. Where do you want to set it up?"

Tony came back out with a bowl. "The lab is fine, JARVIS can dim all the lights there."

Hakon nodded and grabbed the reels, starting to grab the camera case but Tor beat him to it. Tony laughed as the mutt walked away with the case held proudly in his mouth. Fifteen minutes later everything was set up and the pair were seated and eating their cloud-corn, Tony still snickered at the name—he couldn't believe that's what popcorn translated to in Norse.

The first reel—which was quite small—did not hold much of anything useful. Useful to them now, anyway. As they watched, they frequently had to toss cloud-corn to Torbjörg or else he wouldn't stop barking—or worse—try to steal the entire bowl.

After it was finished, Hakon changed out the reel for the larger one and they both watched with amusement. The entire tape thus far was outtakes and bloopers from Howard trying to make his documented speech for the 1971 expo introduction.

Tony laughed at his father's mess-ups. He'd rarely seen this side of his father—messing up and not taking it too seriously. That smile fell, however, as soon as he came onto the screen and Howard called for his mother before having someone from the crew pick him up and carry him out.

Tor whined and placed his head on Tony's lap, not begging for food this time. Tony sighed and smiled sadly at the dog as he stroked his ears, gratefully accepting the small distraction. Several more takes played as Howard tried and failed to convey the introduction he wanted.

The screen flickered suddenly as the footage shifted, as if it had been erased then written over. Howard walked up to the small scale mockup of the 1971 Expo, eyes shifting sadly from the camera to his shoes and table. "Tony, you are too young to understand this so I thought I would put it on film for you. I built this for you."

Tony and Hakon watched closely now, both leaning forward in anxious curiosity as Howard waved behind him at the mock-up.

"And someday you will realize that it represents a whole lot more than people's inventions. It represents my life's work. This… is the key to the future." The camera showed close ups of a few random spots on the map, the world globe, where the factor's arc reactor made its debut and a few other pieces of odd nostalgia.

"I'm limited by the technology of my time…but one day you'll find this. And one day, you'll figure this out."

Tony stared at the screen, tongue thick from emotions he thought had been stamped down shortly after his father's death.

"And when you do, you'll change the world. What is and always will be, my greatest creation, is you." The reel ended, almost too suddenly for Tony.

He looked away quickly and brought a bent finger to just under his nose. He thought he'd gotten over the lost years between them, there hadn't been much time that Howard had tried to reconcile their relationship before his death. But this brought back the times that he truly tried, how close they came to being father and son that didn't scowl at each other and actually enjoyed the other's presence.

He nearly jumped when Hakon set a hand on his shoulder, expression worried yet understanding. His lips twitched into a ghost of a smile. "I'm-I'm okay."

Hakon nodded slowly while Tor licked his face. "He really did care for you even if he showed it in the absolute worst way."

Tony snorted. "I know."

Hakon nodded once again before looking at the now blank screen. "So, any ideas?"

Tony looked up, eyes narrowing. "Think we can make a detour before we head out?"

Hakon smiled. "We can leave tomorrow morning. Is that enough time?"

Tony nodded firmly. "Plenty. I just need to run an errand."

Hakon stood and started following Tony. "Need a lift?"

Tony paused by a car, wide eyes staring at Hakon. "No thanks, uncle H. I'd prefer to drive with a headache than keeling over from a heart attack."

Hakon rolled his eyes and scoffed. "I'm not that bad."

Tony slipped in while still looking at his uncle. "You only drove when I was a kid because I was legally not allowed to."

Hakon huffed but a tiny smirk slipped through. "Get out of here, you brat."

Tony chuckled and waved as he drove out of the garage.

Hakon turned to Torbjörg. "So, you wanna help pack Tony a bag or let him experience the Archipelago to its fullest?"

Tor yipped and JARVIS decided to add his own opinions. "I believe that Sir would enjoy the full experience; especially given how much he has looked up over the years and theorized what your people's fashion looks like being from a more historic village. He doesn't believe that what you wear when you come to see him is accurate to what you and your people's attire is at home."

Hakon chuckled and shared an amused look with Tor. "Authentic experience it is then."

*O*

Tony came back a few hours later, his car laden with the small-scale replica that Howard created. Hakon was impressed that it fit, first off, then that nothing had fallen out in transport. Tony struggled getting the large pieces out of the car, adamantly refusing Hakon's help by claiming that his bones were too old. Hakon snorted and proceeded to help carry the pieces anyway while Tony shook his head in dismay.

Tony grunted as he shoved two pieces together. "So, when's the flight?"

"Early tomorrow," Hakon answered simply. "How's Pepper doing as CEO?"

Tony winced. "She's… got her hands full. I admittedly didn't leave her in the greatest place to take control, then with me giving Rhodey a suit…PR and all that. She was actually a bit miffed when she saw me."

"Did you say anything?" Hakon asked, stepping back to look at the model.

Tony flushed red. "I, uh, kinda forgot to say much after she pointed out she was allergic to strawberries."

Hakon raised an eyebrow.

Tony looked away and focused on the model. "I brought them as a sort of apology for everything…and for not telling her I was dying sooner."

Hakon nodded. Astrid would have had his hide if he hid something like that from her—Jötunn magic aside. Actually, she almost did skin me alive when she found out about Toothless…Oh, let's not forget the bounty incident.

Tony frowned as he looked closer at the model. "Anyway, Happy was concerned then got confused as to who the boss was…admittedly, so am I. Oh! And Natalia is still 'working' for Pepper."

"Don't expect that one to change until Fury's convinced that you're either not dying or officially dead."

Tony groaned in frustration. "Well, that's annoying."

Hakon grinned. "Welcome to my life."

"JARVIS, could you kindly vacuum-form a digital wire frame and then put it up as a projection?" Tony asked as he stepped back from the model.

A blue light washed over it as JARVIS scanned it before pinging that it was complete.

Tony 'lifted' the digital model and carried it away from the physical one so it would be less distracting. "How many buildings are there?"

"Including the Belgium Waffle stands, Sir?" JARVIS asked, with a smirk both men were sure.

Hakon chuckled while Tony rolled his eyes but smiled. "That was rhetorical."

Hakon frowned in concentration as he looked at the expo layout more closely. He could swear it looked familiar—beyond being a Stark Expo.

Tony sent the map spinning, sometimes it was easier to see things when they were in motion—you couldn't get lost in the details that way. He pulled over two stools, sitting with a tiny huff. "What does that look like to you?"

Hakon's eyes widened, he knew where he'd seen this.

"Not unlike an atom." Tony said, head tilted.

Hakon's eyes remained wide with a childlike curiosity in them. "Howard talked about something like this, he drew it on a napkin…we were just out for dinner, theorizing and talking about everything and anything. I didn't think…"

Tony smiled thinly at his uncle's shock. "J, lose the footpaths. Get rid of them." He said again and swiped them away when JARVIS didn't immediately remove them.

"What is it you are trying to achieve, Sir?" JARVIS asked with some annoyance, he wasn't used to not understanding anything. But whatever Sir and Hakon were seeing, he could not and it grated on his coded nerves greatly.

"I'm discovering—uh, correction, mh—rediscovering a new element." Tony stared at it a little longer before tossing out more bits and bobs that made up the expo's aesthetic.

Hakon wheeled back to watch his godson work and Tor stretched before sitting next to him, watching as Tony lost himself in figuring out the clues and piecing things back together. He yawned, then laid his head on Hakon's lap, tugging on their bond and pleading for food.

Hakon chastised him with a look and over the bond, they couldn't leave now that Tony was on the brink of something.

Tor snuffed quietly. Sure they could. He had to drag Hiccup away all the time when he had the same entranced look as Tony did now.

Hakon shook his head and scratched behind Torbjörg's chin.

Tony heard Tor's pleasurable moan as the large mutt collapsed and rolled his eyes before focusing on remaining bits of the digital expo coalescing on the central globe. He stared at the final image for but a moment before throwing his hands wide and expanding the image, staring in awe at the element.

Hakon gaped as the holographic image swept over him and showed the new element. All these years he's hidden dragons and a rare, seemingly physics impossible metal and here Howard was, creating something new and just as mind boggling.

"Dead for almost twenty years and still taking me to school." Tony said plainly, too shocked to actually sound it. He collapsed the image to 'hold' it in his hand, staring at it with a smile.

JARVIS broke through the speakers again. "The proposed element should serve as a viable replacement for palladium."

Tony glared at the ceiling. "Shh! I want to see Hakon's home!"

Hakon chuckled while JARVIS replied with a bit of an edge. "Its properties are far more stable than my tests of Vibranium but be that as it may, I would still prefer a permanent removal of the shards in your heart, thus negating any need for an arc reactor, or at least an internal reactor."

Tony eyed the ceiling carefully but finally nodded in acceptance that his AI wasn't trying to keep him from leaving.

Hakon chuckled as he stood and peered over Tony's shoulder at the element.

JARVIS spoke again after running a few more internal tests. "Unfortunately, it is impossible to synthesize."

Tony's nose wrinkled in thought. "Uh-huh…or we could remodel."

Hakon swiped the element and sent Tony a knowing look. "Or, you could wait until you get to the New Archipelago and use our labs—no remodeling required."

Tony's face lit up. "You have labs that can handle something like this?"

Hakon snorted. "We have labs that handle Vibranium at every stage and let me tell you, I don't think creating this is going to be more difficult than handling that."

Tony swiped all the information on the new element into a secured file before looking back at his uncle with a pause. "Uh, is JARVIS going to be able to come? I didn't think about this before…hm, I'm gonna have to store the information differently."

Hakon smiled. "He can come, but Steph is going to make sure he stays in whatever lab/quarters you have. She's a bit touchy about her systems."

Tony beamed. "Awe, I'm sure they'll figure out a way to get along."

Hakon chuckled. "Not if you or JARVIS get curious. She gets vicious if someone unauthorized tries poking into her systems."

Tony nodded seriously. "I'll keep that in mind."

Tony followed his uncle onto the unassuming plane waiting at the local airport. He looked over the edges of his glasses at the small plane, there was just no way it could fly from Malibu California to the east coast, let alone from there to wherever up north Hakon was truly from.

"Tony, I'm positive it will make the trip." Hakon assured for the fifth time as he ascended the stairs.

Tor trotted up the steps and bolted for a bed already set up between a pair of seats on the far side of the cabin.

Tony sniffed the sweet air as Tor plopped down and rolled on the bed. "Did you work some kind of scientific mystery? Because this looks like a puddle jumper."

Hakon smirked and poked his head into the cockpit. "We're all set—T'Challa?! What are you doing here?"

Tony perked up at the odd name, he was pretty certain that it had no origins in Norse. Just to be sure, he started sounding it out and going through any words that sounded similar before shaking his head. Baffled, he looked to Tor to see if the oddly smart mutt had any ideas but he was in utter bliss rolling around his bed. Tony snorted and shook his head then looked more closely at the bed, it must have something akin to catnip stuffed in there.

T'Challa chuckled at Hakon's surprise and called into the control tower before prepping the plane. "I have convinced my father that I could use the extra practice. He's at New Berk anyway. He had decided that since your people are getting an Outsider involved it was only a matter of time before someone slips up and he wants to be the one to…give him a warning."

Hakon frowned at T'Challa. "He is not going to go Black Panther on Tony."

T'Challa grinned. "I am just here to fly the plane…and maybe watch father and the chiefs have a bit of fun."

Hakon glared out at the runway. "If they think they're going to get away with something then they are sorely mistaken and will feel the trickster's wrath."

T'Challa snickered quietly openly hoping to see it.

The plane slowly moved out to the runway and Hakon buckled in, one hand clutching the belt while the other held the armrest tightly. Tony buckled himself in as well but couldn't help the small laugh from escaping him. Hakon glared at him before it turned into a smirk as the engines started whining as they built power.

Tony turned to look out the window, brows creased in confusion as he stared at the tiny jet engines that should not be making that kind of soft humming. Torbjörg growled from his bed, finally ceasing his incessant rolling and nuzzling of the bed.

The plane jerked suddenly as it sped down the runway then took off with a speed Tony was positive shouldn't be possible in this plane. Tor snapped and growled at T'Challa throughout the experience and Hakon shouted up, "Take it easy! We're supposed to act like normal here!"

T'Challa sighed and shook his head. "I am just having a bit of fun with Stark! They are not going to notice one plane acting a bit odd."

They soon evened out and Tor quieted down but continued to scowl up at the cockpit. Hakon loosened his hold somewhat on the chair while Tony rested one foot on the thigh of the other with a smile.

The three made idle chatter for an hour before T'Challa called back that they were clear of commercial airspace and was engaging cloaker. Tony's eyebrows shot up with intrigue and started to unbuckle but Hakon shook his head. "Might not want to do that."

Tony hesitated, which turned out to be a good thing as the plane shot forward without forewarning. He gripped his seat in surprise and looked out the window, mouth falling open as the typical white airplane wings disintegrated, leaving a silvery metal in its wake with a distinctive lack of traditional wings. His breath hitched as they suddenly climbed again. Tor snarled and hunkered down on his bed, burying his snout in it.

Tony looked to his uncle in shock, demanding an explanation, ideas already spilling out of his mouth before he could stop them to get a proper answer out of Hakon who looked stuck between laughing and sheer terror.

"I hate these metal death contraptions." Hakon hissed.

"There is not a safer aircraft out there!" T'Challa shot back, some indignance in his voice.

Hakon scowled up at the pilot. "They're all the same!"

Tony relaxed into his seat while Hakon and Tor appeared to go into shared, pinched meditation, leaving the flight silent for the most part.

A little over five hours later, the plane lurched as they dropped out of the stratosphere and lost speed while T'Challa called back that they would enter Archipelagan airspace shortly—finally bringing Hakon out of his trance.

Hakon thanked T'Challa before looking over to Tony who was eagerly looking out the window. "Hey, kiddo?"

"Hm?" Tony hummed before tearing his eyes away reluctantly. "Need to give me the usual 'say anything I'll have to kill you' spiel?"

A small grin broke Hakon's flying-tense face. "Well, that's already been established. I… want to warn you that you are going to see things that are-"

"Amazing, thought to be scientifically impossible for years, haven't even been thought up on Star Trek yet?"

Hakon sighed and shook his head amusedly. "You'll see."

Hakon felt as they passed through the border and Tony shivered, looking around worriedly before calming after seeing his uncle unaffected. They sat in silence for a time longer before something colorful shot by the widow several yards out. Tony shot up, eyes wide, and peered out. "Did you—what was that?"

Hakon smiled then glanced down at Torbjörg who stuck his head on Hakon's lap and looked pleadingly up at him. He shook his head and rubbed between his eyes. "Not yet, bud. Let's wait until after Tony's had heart surgery."

Tony waved him off. "No, no, go ahead, don't need to wait for me." He looked up then and turned around to face his uncle. "Wait for what?"

Hakon smiled knowingly but aggravatingly said nothing.

Tony crossed his arms and sat back, peering intently out the window again.

After a time T'Challa shouted back. "Timberjack flock, on your right."

Hakon turned his head with a fond smile while Tony scrambled out of his seat, the name ringing with familiarity in his mind.

Tony stared at the amphipteres, brain stalling.

The Timberjacks, curious about the metal machine that did not usually fly in their guarded airspace, flew closer. A fledgling glided closer until it could alight on the top of the craft, head poking down so it could see into the cabin.

Tony stumbled back in shock, mouth opening and closing dumbly as it tried to find words.

The Timberjack cooed and Hakon cooed back, pressing his hand against the window. The Timberjack trilled then spread its wings and lifted off the Wakandan aircraft, gently pushing them down a bit, before soaring back to its pack.

Hakon turned to face Tony with a broad smile. "Welcome to the New Archipelago. Best kept secret this side of, well, anywhere."

Tony staggered into his seat, head held in his hands. "Dragons?" He asked softly.

T'Challa chuckled from the pilot's seat. "We're going to have to make a detour. The Berserkers are demanding we land there first, something about a security threat."

Hakon rolled his eyes but a growl built up in his throat. "Belay that. Head for Caldera Cay. Two can play at this game."

Tony suddenly looked a bit worried. He didn't want to get into trouble with his uncle's home before he even got a chance to see it!

"They are not going to be happy about it." T'Challa said as he sent the message back.

"I'm their high chief. They can deal with it and harass Tony after we get his heart fixed and the palladium poisoning fixed." Hakon snipped.

T'Challa shook his head. "Well my father is there with them and, uh, he is my king. Sorry chief."

Hakon rolled his eyes and glared, despite T'Challa not being able to see him and Tony squirmed, having been subjected to that look too many times. "Fine then, Ivana can have your head when her patient is delayed because one of the chiefs got him into a drinking challenge. Who do you think it will be? Thugman or Asbjörn? My bet is Asbjörn so Thugman can give Tony a personal tour of the jails."

T'Challa paled considerably and felt his cheeks chill. "Detour it is. Never incur a woman's wrath."

Tony nodded understandingly. "Well spoken."

T'Challa glanced back. "Have you made yours a bit mad before?"

Tony nodded slowly, far too many memories and several missing ones he was sure flying though his head. "Oh…too often and it's never pleasant."

As they flew further in, Tor left his bed and pressed his snout against the window—whining relentlessly and yapping when his proddings along the bond got nowhere. Hakon scratched his ears, he could feel Torbjörg's anxiety and if they didn't land soon he was bound to make an attempt at the door.

Tony became glued to the window as they flew by more packs of dragons, some of one species while others were mixed. He noticed as they flew longer and lower, more flocks of random species started flying around the plane and Tor became oddly aggravated—turning multiple circles, once even stealing Hakon's false leg as he made a break for the hatch.

He was enamored with the dragons, all perfect renditions from the book Steph, Nels, and Anna wrote for him as a kid. His shoulders fell as he stared at a Raincutter. They weren't renditions, they were the real thing that the book was based on…dragons were real. "You hide dragons…that's, you never hid because of your technology. You hid to protect them."

Hakon smiled, both morose and happy. "The world wasn't ready for them…it still isn't. I don't think it ever will be. A thousand years, and attitudes are the same as they were back during the age of the Vikings. Technology and healthcare has gotten better but the attitudes never change, the good and the bad."

Tony turned when he heard his uncle sigh and saw him look his age for the first time. He stood and knelt next to Hakon's chair, grasping his hand. "Thank you for this—for trusting me with it. It's… it's amazing."

Hakon smiled before a patch on the horizon caught his eye. "Ah, there's Caldera Cay, where our best healers reside."

Tony vibrated with excitement as the island grew larger then finally filled every window as T'Challa landed the plane.

They exited to find Anna and a tall woman with a group of others standing at the end of the small runway. Anna and the other woman approached the trio as they exited, nearly falling over as Tor tore out from between their legs then flopped over on solid ground.

Anna laughed and produced a mango looking fruit from her satchel, feeding it to Tor who ate it greedily.

The woman spared them a glance then turned her attention to Hakon. "You've raised quite the raucous when you skipped Berserker Island."

Tony was secretly very glad they came here first. Having a name like 'Berserker' didn't make him all that eager to meet them until his heart wasn't on the edge of possible failure—he didn't want to test what the Vibranium core would do on himself personally.

Hakon grinned and shrugged. "Asbjörn doesn't hold a candle to Dagur when he found out about Toothless…or even before actually. He was quite deranged as a kid. Though, I thought you would be with the other chiefs, Selda."

She grinned and looked straight at him. "I know you, Haddock. You must be Tony Stark, Hi-Hakon's chosen." She corrected after Hakon shot her a warning look which quickly turned to horror.

"I didn't Choose him! He's my godson! There's a difference, big difference."

Chuckles rose up from the group and Hakon scowled at them all.

Anna, by this point, had calmed Tor down who was still glaring at Hakon the entire time—the heat from the glare growing as the question-turned-demand over the bond was ignored. Tony eyed the pair warrily, having heard stories about the first Tor's penchant to bite limbs off and couldn't help some worry for his uncle as he had never seen a dog look so murderous. Everyone else, meanwhile, ignored Tor as Anna said, "We're going to deal with the palladium poisoning before we do the surgery but it shouldn't take more than an hour between each."

Tony glanced at Hakon before turning to Anna. "I was given a lithium dioxide injection the other day by the pirate director…it's actually helped quite a bit."

Anna bit her lip to keep from laughing at the ridiculous nickname while Selda openly laughed. "Oh, you must share that name with Daggett."

Hakon snorted. "The Commander does not need any more name fodder for Fury. The plants give him enough already."

Anna rolled her eyes fondly and looked over at Tony. "While I'm sure it helped. We need to remove it and all complications it's created before I'm comfortable dealing with your other heart issue."

Tony shrugged. "Whatever you think is best, doc."

She smiled while Selda started ordering the others with her about. "Make sure the healing room is fully operational and get me two doses of ET."

They started walking into a large hut-like building, Tony walking closely by Hakon. "He-huh, uncle H, they're not going to inject me with an alien or anything, are they?"

Hakon blinked and stared strangely at his godson.

Tony huffed. "ET, extra-terrestrial."

Hakon licked his lips and looked away, stifling a laugh. "Eh, no, nothing like that."

Selda looked back at the Outsider with a soft smile and answered habitually in Norse. "It stands for the Eir Tryllderikk. It is used for a wide range of healing. Among those uses, is the ability to cleanse the blood."

Tony hummed in interest.

Anna shot Hakon a smug smile. "It's actually what Hakon left the Archipelago to create before Schmidt got his claws in it."

Tony stopped dead, eyes wide. "Wait, you actually finished what my old man was trying to recreate?!"

Hakon nodded, lips thin. "A good couple decades before. Actually, Anna here is really the one who perfected it. I smuggled the notes out of German and American hands so my people could take a look at it."

Tony shook his head at his uncle, disbelief glossing his eyes. "Just so I'm clear, this isn't going to turn me into a super soldier or anything?"

Selda laughed. "Good Thor, no. You're missing a few key ingredients for that."

Tony slowly looked over his glasses at his uncle, eyebrows raised.

Hakon huffed. "Yes, I could technically recreate it. No, I'm not going to." He rubbed his temples and grumbled softly. "The first three are already giving me headaches that are going to kill me early."

Tony grinned and followed Selda and Anna into the building, pausing when Hakon didn't follow. "Are you coming with?"

Hakon shook his head. "I'm not a healer so I'll just get in the way. I'm going to go deal with the chiefs and make sure everything's ready for your stay."

Tony smiled then followed the women in. He blinked in surprise as he entered the hut—and it was really just that, one small entry room before leading to the back.

Selda turned to face him after prepping an injector, not that dissimilar to what Natasha had used. "Has Hakon told you anything about, us—what else some of us do besides riding dragons?"

Tony made himself comfortable in the chair Anna instructed him to sit in. "No, no, didn't even mention the dragons until we saw a flock of Timberjacks flying past us. I'm, still struggling to wrap my head around the fact that dragons aren't just real but they're still alive."

Selda sighed. "Really Hiccup?"

Tony looked up, suddenly worried. "Should I have been told something?"

Anna shook her head and took the ET from Selda after she'd injected it. Tony was surprised that he felt nothing even though he knew it had to have entered his bloodstream because the vial was empty. "Not necessarily, it just makes our job a tad more difficult until you're knocked out. Dad's probably planning it as a surprise for after it won't give you a heart attack."

"I like surprises." Tony said before his eyes unfocused, staring at nothing. He took a breath then felt his heart, something he'd learned was actually a sensible thing after the electromagnet had been inserted into his chest.

It was an odd feeling, the ET rushing through his veins as it worked. While the lithium dioxide had felt cold and foreign as it blocked out the palladium, the ET was warm. It was still foreign but was pleasant as it attacked the palladium and actually removed it from his system instead of just suppressing the symptoms.

He winced and opened his eyes as Anna injected him with something else that made instantly sleepy. He glared at her and she smiled. "Sorry, the rest will be easier if you're not awake."

He didn't have time to make an argument before his eyes fell closed rebelliously.

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I had intended to do the whole Archipelago trip in one chapter but it got a tad long...like another 8k words long so that's next chapter. See you soo!