Before you get started reading.
Author's note: What you need to know for this fic, is that Loki is dead. Thor has just returned from his funeral in Asgard. It has been three days since Loki's attack and it is in MidOctober about a week from Halloween.
Disclaimers: I do not own any of Marvel's characters. I do own my Loki, a few others, the plot and the some of the backstory. Including my Loki's past.
Well enjoy.
Chapter 7 Halloween Playlist
"I am afraid that's my fault," Loki said crawling out from under the table he had been hiding under. "I infected them with a computer virus."
"You have a computer virus that makes robots dance," Stark asked as he pushed a button and his suit folded up into a briefcase. He pulled out his phone and started taking a video of the sight. "Awesome, I'm totally putting this on U Tube."
"No I apparently have not finished the virus completely. It was supposed to make the robots shut down, not dance."
"Hulk like dancing metal dolls. They not want to hurt Hulk."
"You said it big guy," Stark said, "Loki you should totally keep the virus the way it is. This is hilarious."
"Is everything a joke to you," Loki asked.
"Funny things are," was Stark's reply. "Will they dance to anything?"
"I believe so Mr. Stark," Loki replied.
"Just call me Tony," he replied. "Can you make them dance to The Monster Mash?"
"How about Thriller," Clint offered.
"I've got a playlist of Halloween songs," Fury offered as he got off his phone. The Avengers looked at him shocked. "What? I've got a life outside of The Avengers as well. There also is a cleanup squad coming in twenty minutes."
"Give me the list Mr. Fury and I will see what I can do," Loki said. He took Fury's phone and typed away at his computer. The music changed and the robots started dancing swing dancing to The Monster Mash. "Thriller is up next," Loki announced when he was done and had returned the phone to Fury. "Now could someone tell me what Halloween is?" All the Avengers, Fury included, laughed.
*8*8*8*
Loki was back to work on his ship. He now had a working radio and the wires he needed to rewire the steering system. He had also been able to find a replacement fuel tank and fuel lines. He was lost in thought when F.A.D.E. announced that he had a visitor.
He wiggled out from under his ship and smiled at the man. "Sta… Tony," he corrected himself. "What brings you here?"
"I was wondering if you needed help with your ship. I am a bit of a mechanic myself."
"I actually can't do much right now," Loki admitted going over to the cover of his heat displacement system. He rapped the metal with a finger. "I need a new cover for the heat displacement system or it will fry again when I leave the planet and my ship will overheat." He glanced over at Tony and saw he looked a little disappointed. "If you want, you can see the inside of my ship," he offered.
Tony lit up. "That would be neat."
He returned the grin and with a touch of a button opened the door and extended the ramp. "Guests first," he offered to Tony who bounded up the ramp and into the control room. "This is the control room," he explained. "In that room," he pointed to the opposite side of the room, "Is the gallery. My bed room is beyond that. Then I have the engine room and the cargo hold. The hold takes up most of the space."
"Why were you flying around Earth anyways," Tony asked.
"Visiting a friend in this galaxy," Loki replied as they walked into the gallery. "Would you like anything to drink?"
"Sure," Stark replied, watching with interest as Loki moved past him. He reached up opened a cupboard and pulled out two glasses. He went over to the screen by the counter and started typing something. Loki moved a cup under a spigot. Water poured into the cup and Loki made to give it to Tony before he frowned sniffed the liquid and took a sip. He made a face and spat it out, in what appeared to be a sink.
"What was wrong," Tony asked coming over.
"Would you still like to help me with my ship," Loki asked.
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"We need to remove the wall. One of the fuel lines is leaking and tainting my water supply. I suppose it is a good thing I found out before I left," Loki said with a laugh, "Or I would not have fresh water for my trip back."
"I'll get some water from inside for both of us and you get the tools we need," Tony said. "And the last one back is a rotten egg." With that he sped out the door and Loki stared after him.
"F.A.D.E. do you have any idea what that was about?"
"Not at the moment Master Loki, but I will look it up. I am sure Mr. Stark was using a saying from this planet," the computer answered.
"Thank you F.A.D.E." Loki headed outside the ship grabbed his toolbox and went back inside. A few minutes Tony was back carrying two large bottles of water.
He grinned as he came back in. "Guess I'm the rotten egg then," he said laughing.
"I suppose so," Loki agreed. "Here take this wench and work at the bottom panel." He touched his belt and carefully levitated a foot of the ground. "I'll get the top."
"Nice belt," Tony said kneeling down to get the bolts loose.
"Thank you it does come in useful at times," Loki replied starting on his own job.
