A/N: Time frame wise, this is set 8 years after Burning Curve, for reference. :)
So updates might be a little slow as I deal with some big personal stuff. If you're interested you can read about it at my Tumblr. megaranoelle . tumblr . com
I don't own The Avengers, Loki, Iron Man, or anything of the like. Just the thoughts inside my head. And taking some personal freedoms with mythology and lore.
Fay pushed her apartment door open with her foot, keys hanging from her mouth, plastic bags in her hands. She hopped in a little and lifted her foot to hit the light switch as the door swung shut. Turning to walk through the living room she shrieked and dropped the bags and keys when she saw someone sitting on her couch. She let out a huff and glared as the person just smirked, a very familiar smirk that she'd seen on her partner many times before. "Mr Stark, may I inquire as to why you are in my apartment? I feel it would be foolish to ask how you found out where I live, even though I know Sander didn't tell you."
"Yeah, that would just be a silly question," Tony agreed, arms stretched out on the back of the couch, ankle resting on his knee. "As to why I'm here? Well, I just don't feel like we know each other that well, what with you dating my son, sometimes other daughter." Fay just raised an eyebrow at him before picking up her keys, dropping them in a little bowl on the table by the door, then picking up her dropped groceries.
"I was just over for dinner a week ago," she informed him as she walked past him, towards the kitchen. Tony reluctantly pushed himself up to follow her. "It's not like you won't be seeing me again, I'm sure."
"Oh, you can be sure of that. We're a big family," Tony agreed, taking a seat in one of the chairs at the small dining table. "But, I wanted to get to know you without my other children around."
"Speaking of, I'm surprised that you left the girls, and that Sander let you come over here alone." She had set the bags on the counter and was starting to take stuff out when she looked over at him. "He doesn't know you've come does he?" Tony just smirked.
"Are you mad at me Rhett?" Tony asked in an exaggerated southern accent.
"I could never stay mad at you Scarlett," Fay said and tried not to smile.
"As for the girls, there is a three hour time difference between here and Malibu, and Loki is happily spending nap time with the girls," Tony told her. "I just have a few questions, nothing too personally invasive."
"Can I make you something while we talk? Some coffee perhaps?" Fay offered, holding up a mug. She moved to the coffee machine, grabbing a second mug, when Tony nodded. "Glad to know I'm not the only one that drinks coffee all through the day."
"I had to give up coffee for almost five months recently, I miss my dear friend." Tony leaned back in the chair a little. "So, almost two years with Sander?" She nodded a little. "You see some long term plans with him?"
"Is this you having the talk?" She raised an eyebrow at him as the coffee pot started to fill up. "You can't clean the gun on the couch when I come for the first date, so you find me at home?"
"You can bet I'll be working on the Suit when the girls start to date," Tony told her. "I can't be interested in the future of one of my children?" Fay raised an eyebrow briefly before turning back to fill the two mugs with coffee. "Also, thank you," he took a long sip from the mug, "Melli may have been talking recently about you two being in love."
"Hmm, the little spitfire that she is," Fay said, smiling softly. "Well, she may be right about that. We haven't exactly talked about anything long time, plan wise, though. I know he's almost done with school, wants to be a Vet, what with his small menagerie."
"And what about you?" Tony asked with interest. "What do you want to do? Is it to stay the General Manager of a resort?" She shrugged a little and leaned against the counter, drinking from her own mug.
"For now. I'm pretty happy where I am, but I'm not sure if it's where I'd like to stay." Tony watched her as she thought about it. "I like the business, that's for sure, but there are some changes I'd make if I was making the big choices."
"Sounds like you'd actually like to own and run your own place?" Tony raised an eyebrow slightly.
"It's on my list, that's for sure," she nodded. "I don't think I'd have it here though, or even in California, where most of them seem to be. I'd like to have one where there are hot springs, by some mountains."
"For something that's on your list, you seem to have thought a lot about this." Tony chuckled a little. There was a light buzzing noise and Tony pulled his phone out of his pocket. He took one last drink from the mug, emptying it, and stood up. "The coffee was very good, the talk was very nice, but it seems that my time is actually up. I have to get back to the kidlets."
"You come and drink my coffee then leave, that's how it is?" Day asked as she took Tony's mug.
"Yes," Tony nodded and smiled. "I'm Tony Stark, and your possible future in-law." She snorted but smiled at him.
Tony quietly slipped into the bedroom and smiled when he saw Melli wrapped up in a blanket cocoon, tucked into Loki's chest, Key still asleep in her bassinet next to the bed. Loki had one arm wrapped around Melli as he opened one eye to look at Tony.
"Was it a good talk?" Loki asked in a semi-sleepy voice. Tony carefully slide onto the bed, facing Loki, with their daughter between them.
"Fay is ambitious, that's for sure," Tony answered quietly do they didn't wake either of the girls up. "A good ambitious. She has her own plans she'd like to do, but still thinks about what Sander would like to do with his life as well. I think they'll be able to balance it out."
"You already have a plan, don't you?" Loki asked, letting his eyes slip shut again.
"There are some wheels turning." Tony smirked a little and Loki snorted. He ran his hand through Melli's hair as Loki went back to sleep. "I'm just wondering who's going to be wearing the dress at the wedding." He bit back his laughter when Loki kicked his leg.