"Why exactly did you suddenly decide we were going out?" Loki asked boredly looking across the table at Tony Stark who was currently nose deep in a menu trying to find a freaky dish for the god to eat. "You've never had Japanese food. That's an emergency. So here we are." Tony answered distractedly not looking up from the menu. "So this is a spur of the moment try to distract me from wanting a dog?" "Exactly." "I'm flattered."
Looking up deciding as the waitress came up. He snapped the menu for the Brushstroke closed, "Only for you." Loki rolled his eyes and smiled politely at the waitress, who for once seemed to have the respect not to freak out at the "hottest rainbow couple" at her table. "Yes I'll have the Big Sky with lobster. Aaaand he'll have-" He looked down checking how creepy the photo looked again before answering, "Twisted Sea Mackerel?" Loki raised an eye brow and shook his head at him when Tony beamed innocently. The waitress nodded silently and slid off.
They had come early and there was hardly any rush. After a moment or two of watching Loki brood over whatever the hell he broods over Tony called for a few bottles of sake. He laughed when the god wrinkled his nose and turned down the offer at the strong smell of it and just tsked disapprovingly as Stark downed 3 shots of it before their food got there. When the waitress did come Tony was already slurring through his thank you. Shaking his head more, Tony watched with amazement as Loki seemed completely unfazed by the disgustingness of a fish wrapped in sea weed with its eyes still in and eat it as if it was nothing.
Whatever, Tony was just happy that there was no more dog talk. By the end of dinner, he had persuaded Loki to try a sip of sake and had almost fallen out of his chair laughing hysterically at the face he had made and how he had to chock it down painfully. Alone Tony had drunken about 5 or 6 shots of it and Loki was fully ready to just take his arm and make sure he did not make a complete fool out of himself before he could drag him to the car.
Tony paid the wrong amount 3 times before finally getting the high number correct. They had driven there themselves and soon the god realized they would have to be walking home. Seeing as Tony could barely walk without falling over and he did not know how to drive. So began the descent to Stark tower which they could just barely see the S T on the front. Half way home Loki was concentering forgetting Fury and Tony's "rule" about no magic in public and just teleporting there. He had raised his hand to snap when suddenly Tony had ducked out of his grip and was blurrily looking at something in the store window.
Sighing Loki went over and grabbed his arm, "Come on Anthony. We're going home now." Tony shook him off and pointed, "Es one of those pup-ppy things. Ez what chu want-d-ed." "Yes it is a puppy. Come on. Let's go now we are almost there." "No." Stubbornly as ever Tony pulled away. "You go and get one. Go in and get one." With a patient sigh Loki shook his head and took his arm again. "No come on. Anthony you are incredibly drunk and we're going to go home and get you some coffee and then some sleep alright?"
He turned to tug him along but suddenly he was gone. Oh geez. Turning around he saw Tony disappearing in to the pet store. The owners of the small home owned shop seemed thrilled that the famous Tony Stark was in their store and were practically worshiping him. Sighing harshly in frustration, Loki entered the shop as well and he thought he literally saw the teenage daughter faint in the back room. O.o okay.
"Come on Anthony. It was nice to visit but we really need to be getting home now." Not a chance. Tony turned to him and beamed sloppily shakily holding a finger to his lips. "Sh-Shhh-Shh-" He then hiccupped and turned to the pet store owner. "You know anything with four legs, big eyes and fur." He concluded the story that Loki had not quiet caught. The women beamed and went in to the back room. About 15 minutes of trying to convince a drunk and over confident Tony to call off any purchases and just walk away later, the store manager came out holding 10 leashes. In which Tony beamed and took all of them handing her a roll of hundreds and just walking out. Loki more flustered then ever fallowed him quickly. "Anthony what are you doing!?" He whispered to him harshly as he caught up. "Hey your right. You're the one who w-wanted these mutts. Here tak-ke some of them." With drunken aim he sloppily handed Loki 6 of the leashes which with a sigh he took. Fine... T.T
They would return them when Tony woke up more sober the next morning. So they walked home hand in hand with 10 puppies scrambling over the sidewalk, one of their owners stumbling, the other one muttering. Once they all got home Loki made one of the guest's rooms suitable for a puppy sleep over and then ushered Tony to bed. They both fell asleep almost instantaneously.