Author's Note: Deleted scene from Styigan, it really didn't fit at all, so I had to axe it.
SPOILERS FOR SHERLOCK S1.
Characters: Natasha, Clint, Tony, Loki
Warnings: None
Written: 2018 some time. :)
Note: Not checked for spelling or grammar!
"Have you ever had pizza before?" Tony asks and Loki's head whips towards him, black hair smacking against his face.
"No." He answers, and Tony scoffs.
"You've been to Earth how many times and never participated in one of our greatest accomplishments?" Tony demands rhetorically before slapping a hand over his heart, "The Earthling in me cries out for you, we must fix this."
"I've survived this long-" Loki starts, clearly not going for Tony's subtle way of stuffing food down his skinny throat.
"Nope." Tony argues, "This is non negotiable, Reindeer Games." He says and grabs Loki's upper arm pulling him forward, Loki staggers a step, but regains his balance and Tony can feel his general displeasure being directed at the back of his head.
Well, suck it up buttercup.
Tony pulls him into the elevator and glances towards Jarvis's camera, he knows he doesn't have to make contact with Jarvis to get his attention, but Tony does it anyway. "Jarvis, order pizza."
"Your usual, Sir?" Jarvis inquires, and Tony glances at Loki.
"Yeah. Are Natasha, Clint and Bruce still in the communal room?" He asks.
"Indeed, Sir." Jarvis says, "They are talking."
Good. Tony has no desire to force-feed the second Asgardian prince by himself and would like to have back up for when not if, things go south. They should do something else rather than just eat the food because Tony hates being watched while he eats and he doesn't think Loki will appreciate all of them staring at him. Maybe a movie?
A movie?
Honestly.
Now.
With Loki?
That just seems...wrong.
Loki wouldn't even be able to see it, but he could hear it and he's smart, he could probably piece together what's going on. If not, well, Tony does sarcastic commentary, it drives Pepper crazy. Movies are excellent distractions for eating, but not realizing that you're eating.
The elevator doors open and Tony blinks in surprise. He forgot he was in an elevator.
"There's nothing infront of us," Tony says to Loki, "It's about twenty feet to the counter." He adds before striding forward and slamming his palms down on the top. Any remains of what was going to be some sort of fried rice is cleaned and the knife's, Tony notes, are missing.
Probably a good move.
"I ordered pizza and were watching a movie." He declares. The small conversation that they'd been having stops and all three heads turn to look at him, Bruce's eyebrow lifted slightly.
"What?"
"We're eating pizza and watching a movie," He repeats as Loki stops about five feet from him, hand resting on the edge of the counter as if to reassure himself where it is. Clint's eyebrows lift in slight amusement at the T-shirt, obviously having gotten the space pun that Tony just realized is present.
NASA studies space and looks for aliens.
Well, okay, yeah, not intentional.
"Is this mandatory?" Clint asks, his tone slightly flat.
Tony shakes his head, "Yep," he answers, with far more cheer than he actually feels, "Loki hasn't had pizza before and I find this offensive, any movies in particular anyone wants to watch? Preferably not a Disney Princess."
He has nothing against Disney Studios, but after Pepper forced him to watch Tangled with all the hair and inaccuracies to physics and lots of singing he's been turned down by their animated ones. Save Atlantis: The Lost Empire, but that's only because of the lack of singing replaced with explosions. Explosions are fun, unless they're in the face.
"Well darn," Natasha says her voice deadpan, "there goes all my plans."
Clint whacks her arm, "You've never seen a Disney Princess movie."
Natasha raises a challenging eyebrow, "I have."
Clint's eyes dawn with realization and Loki makes a slight snorting noise to his left. Tony stares at them, confused before sharing a look with Bruce. Tony looks at Loki, how does he get what was implied there? He's not even native to this planet.
Unless...
Tony frowns, "Have you," he says, caustionly, to Loki, disbelief evident in his voice. "seen Disney Princesses?"
"No," Loki says, his lip twitching on a smirk, "but I know of them."
Oh. That's delightful. "Erm, okay, moving on," Tony says, not really wanting to get into a debate about Ariel, Belle, or the others (whose names he didn't really process and deleted from his memory) "anyone up for BBC's Sherlock?"
Actually, for a blind person, that probably would be a frustrating show. More of the important details are shown on the screen rather than spoken, but Loki perks up, actually looking anything other than an unhappy lanky mass. "Sherlock? As in Sherlock Holmes? I've read those." He says.
Tony gives him a confused face and Bruce's eyebrows raise, "You have?"
"I read everything in Asgard's library," Loki says, "Midgard had others...Thor gave me a copy."
Oh.
Their earlier screaming match flashes through Tony's mind and he grimaces slightly before shrugging, "Okay, Sherlock it is then, but not a Scandal in Bulgaria." Tony hates the episode with something close to a burning passion.
Clint and Natasha gravitate towards the couch in front of the large TV screen and Loki trails after them, feeling around the chairs for a moment before taking a seat on the other couch that is not currently preoccupied by people. Bruce sits on the Natasha and Clint's and Tony takes the remaining seat, leaving Loki on his own.
He pulls up his phone, the device connecting via, Jarvis where season 1 is already loaded, likely also by his AI. Thank you, J.
He flicks the play button and promplty spends the next seventeen minutes as they wait for the order to arrive watching everyone else's reactions. Loki's face grows more blank as time passes, likely as his frustration grows from lack of sight and he pulls his feet up, burying his head into his knees. When Jarvis says, "The order has arrived." Tony all but leaps from the couch in a volunteer to get it.
"Don't pause!" He calls behind him and quickly escapes into the hall to get to the elevator and grab the take out releasing a breath of slight relief. After paying the very much awed delivery man who promised to never wash his hand in his amazement again as Tony briefly touched it to take the boxes, he returns to the elevator.
He steps into the communal room, boxes in hand happily and plops them into the coffee table in between the two couches, declaring, "Foods here!"
Clint leans forward and flicks the first box open, pulling out a piece and biting into it happily. Natasha and Bruce pick through the boxes before carefully selecting a piece and Tony turns to Loki who still has his head buried in his knees.
If he thinks he's going to get away without eating anything, Tony is probably going to slap him. "Hey, Lokes," He says, the nickname slipping out before he can stop it, "food, remember?"
Loki lifts his head up to give a slight glare, most likely at the nickname and proclaims, "I am not hungry."
Clint snorts, "Yeah right." He argues, "Eat it or I will make you." He threatens. Clint sounds serious and Loki's expression darkens slightly. He jerks his head slightly in the direction of the TV.
"Have you seen this before, Barton?" He inquires, almost in a friendly tone.
Clint glances at Natasha for a second before shaking his head, "Not this episode."
"Oh, good," Loki says and smiles slightly, "her murderer was her escort, the ah, 'cab driver' I think it's called here."
Clint's expression flickers with annoyance and before war and murder can break out Tony grabs a piece of pizza and stuffs it into Loki's hand. The Asgardian flinches backwards at it and almost drops it. "Just eat that and we'll leave you alone." Tony promises.
Until tomorrow.
Loki's expression flickers with something unreadable for a moment and Tony forces himself to look away as to not stare, which was the purpose of the movie/episode. When he looks back about ten minutes later, the piece is gone and Loki is laying on his side, hands around his stomach, feet curled inwards. He looks like a pathetic sadness ball on the couch.
The episode ends and Tony looks at Loki for a long moment, his breaths are even and deep, indicating sleep and his limbs are lax. He looks strangely peaceful. There isn't any indication of what they learned today, of what happened.
Clint frowns, but grabs one of the blankets hanging over the edge of the couch and drapes it over Loki's bony frame. He doesn't straighten it out like a mother would with her child, practically dumps it on him with little more care than a toss, but it speaks volumes.
Clint is disgusted with what Loki did to him, that much is obvious, but after learning about what happened...it changed things. This is a sign of forgiveness for what happened, that, though he's angry, it doesn't mean he hates him.
It is, like the rest of them have come to terms with, acceptance.