Thor, wearing his blue dressing gown, lifted his bed slightly off the ground. He peered underneath but didn't find what he was looking for. He set the bed down and walked over to a set of drawers. He slid open the compartments and rumaged through its contents, pushing cans of hairspray to each side.
After Natasha had showed him what the spray was for he had set out to buy as many as he could. This resulted in Thor's hair hardly ever changing shape. He suspected Loki used it as well.
After searching the very bottom compartment of the drawers he found what he had been looking for: tucked in at the very back of the drawers was his hammer, Mjölnir. The god gripped its handle and brought it out of the drawers. His grin was replaced by a look of pure hatred because engraved into the side of the hammer was a picture of the iron man helmet.
"Damn you, Man of Iron!" Yelled the god as he flew down the helicarrier's corridoors.