Save me 'casue I'm falling

Tony was flying out the window again. Yep, again. The cold air rushing past him as he contemplated why he had gotten himself in to this mess again. Why had he brought Loki home? Why did he ever think for a second that they could survive in the same house with out killing each other?

To be honest, he thought as the ground came even closer, in was really his fault. Stark had been drunk. It was some fundraiser and he had brought a girl home, not thinking about Loki. 'Course that made quite a scene when Loki got home and found him in bed with some girl. The god had gone off and the result was Tony's flight, falling off the same building by that same hand. He wandered briefly if he should just not call on JARVIS and let him fall to his death. Maybe that would teach Loki to not go throwing people out windows.

But that was crazy, and not the good kind of crazy. Before he could choke out the AI's name blue magic surrounded him and brought him back to the tower and a scowling Loki. "Guess you decided to keep me around after all." Tony's voice was even but there was a edge to it, nearly falling to his death shook Tony up.

"Oh." Loki smile grew. Tony gulped, what did the god have in store for him? "I'm not letting you off the hook that easy."

"What are you going to do? Smile me to death. Talk my ear off." Tony spit.

"Oh I have a few things in mind." Loki laughed. He approached Stark and dragged him on to the deck in a painful grip, that's when Tony saw the ropes. Oh shit, it was going to be a long night.