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Enjoy~! The next chapter will be up as soon as possible and I know there isn't any Loki action in this on I am sorry, but I'm trying to put some in in the next chapter!
You awoke more tired than ever. You've been unable to sleep at all; your thoughts constantly strayed over to one worry to another. It was torture. When the sun finally shined through your curtains you threw off your covers, put on your robe, and made your way downstairs. You were met by the hungry stares of the little kitten sitting by the kitchen entry, when you walked closer it mewled. You wondered why Loki hadn't fed it yet, but you still went to feed it. Pouring milk into a saucer and placing it on the floor. The kitten hurried over to the milk, lapping it up as if it hadn't ate in months. You petted its soft fur as it ate, purring loudly. Loki had walked into the room then, stepping past you and straight to the fridge. He took out a cupcake, placed it on the counter, and then pulled out the carton of milk. He filled a glass cup with the milk, taking a slow sip. You walked over to him, reaching past him and snatching the cupcake just as he was about to take it himself. He scowled at you, but didn't utter a word as you took a longing bite out of the decadent, moist, chocolaty goodness. You gave Loki back his 'breakfast' reluctantly, licking stray icing off of your fingers.
Today Loki had left out a short pale green summer dress with white lace along the bottom, along with cute white wrap around sandals with gold embellishments, and just when you thought that for once you weren't going to have to wear black he hands you a black beaded necklace and a velvet black purse. You've got to admit you were glad he still picked out your outfits after that fight, if he hadn't you wouldn't know what would look good with what in that massive closet. The entire morning was quiet; you both just went about your morning in silence. You wanted to be angry at Loki for all the times he used you, but you don't want to make him feel bad either. You were tempted to break the silence, but you forced yourself to keep quiet. Instead, you left with a page of Tony's requests that you still needed to get, glad that now you don't have to worry about that promised cat.
In your car you were about to read what was first on the list, but then your phone vibrated. You had received a message from Tony, and although you knew you should read it, you ignored it, setting your phone on silent encase he decides to bombard you with texts. You turned on your car, twisting the key and shifting gears into reverse, lightly pressing your foot down on the gas pedal. Pulling out of the drive way you drove away from your house, mixed emotions and thoughts clouding your mind as you watched it slowly slide away.
Morning drifted away into a warm afternoon, the trunk of your car slowly filling up with junk Tony had formally written out for you to get. Although normally you would just put the stuff in your basement where he normally told you to put it you decided to bring it to him personally over coffee. You didn't know why you wanted to, but if it gave you someone to talk to, even if it wasn't going to be much of a conversation, you would do anything. Angry thoughts of Loki, along with pitying thoughts, drove you insane and made you only want a torturous conversation with Tony, or even Pepper, more than ever. Within moments you were holding a hot cup of vanilla coffee, with two sugars, in front of Tony discussing the cat.
"You know, it would help if you told me what colour the cat is," Tony said, sipping from a ceramic mug, "that way I can tell you what kind of collar to get it."
"When you come over to get it you will find out what colour it is," you said, inhaling the sweet vanilla scent, "and you can go get the collar yourself."
"I'm not going over to take the cat; I can't have it running around my stuff and scratching up all my furniture."
"And I'm not going to take care of it for you," you said sipping on your coffee, "you wanted it so you can care for it. By the way, what are you going to name it?"
"Iron Mew," Pepper said, walking into the room reading papers.
You rolled your eyes at Tony, an eyebrow rising, "Really?"
"I thought it would be a fitting name," Tony said shrugging.
You shook your head, finishing your coffee. "Just come get the cat tomorrow, okay?" you said, leaving the room before Tony had a chance to respond.