Author's Note: This chapter wasn't supposed to exist but my muse thought it would be funny to see Tony and Thor singing 99 bottles of beer on the wall so here it is. This is just a filler chapter which is why it is so short.
I'd also like to thank everyone who reads this for being so patient I try to update when I can.
Chapter 11 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall
There were too many things that could go wrong, Weyland thought as he sat with Loki's spare com-link in his ear; under the cut branches they had placed over the ship to hide it. Tony was with him seated by the weapon and waiting for their target to arrive. Apparently Tony was not a patient person for he was singing the most annoying song Weyland had ever heard.
"96 bottles of beer on the wall, 96 bottles of beer, Take one down pass it around, 95 bottles of beer on the wall. 95 bottles of beer on the wall, 95 bottles of beer…"
"Stark stop singing," Natasha snapped over the earpiece. "We are supposed to be hiding not giving away our position."
"And that song is annoying," Clint added.
"What is beer," Thor asked turning around to look at Tony.
"An alcoholic drink," Loki said. "We should be keeping this line open anyways."
"So beer is like mead," Fandral asked. "Does this thing workith?"
Loki sighed and threw his head back till it hit the trunk of the tree he was leaning against. As tempting as it was to just turn off the earpiece he knew he couldn't. Instead he ignored the noise and thought back to their return to Asgard.
Thor had seemed a little odd, but he had no time to ask why the god had disappeared and had come back looking oddly guilty seconds before Heimdell had sent them here. Apparently the bridge was one way. You could either enter Asgard or leave it. You could not link places together; as Heimdell had explained to him in the few minutes they had spent in the golden city. It would be interesting to see if he could duplicate the effect, if Odin let him study the bridge he might be able to improve the repairs they had done after the bridge had been broken somehow.
"86 bottles of mead on the wall, 86 bottles of mead…" Oh no Thor had joined Tony in singing.
"Weyland can you get them to be quiet," Loki asked.
"I'll try," came the amused reply from Weyland.
Suddenly the clearing they were watching sparked. "Everyone be quiet," Steve snapped, "He's here."