I have no excuses . . .
actually, yes I do
yesterday (morning) everything was fine, except I hadn't gotten the beta for this story, so I uploaded the other story and decided to wiat for the beat to finish on this one
at 11:00 it was obvious that the beta wasn't coming (still haven't got that by the way) so I decided to upload this story anyway
only to discover that sometime in the past 13 hours, my COMPUTER had decided it didn't like the internet
I glared atthe COMPUTER
decided I was exhausted
and went to bed
got up this morning
fixed the COMPUTER
and here you have the next chapter
yay
...
yeah
REVIEW
Tony's POV
Tony was feeling just a little bit DEPRESSED . His new suit, one which he had painstakingly designed to combat Loki's abilities had been defeated in a matter of seconds. It was humiliating. Maybe it would have been better if he went back to using one of his older models, at least he had won the fight when he used those ones.
It didn't help Tony's self-esteem when Goldilocks and Frosty STARTED ignoring him. He had a sneaking suspicion that Thor did not even realise he was doing so. Frosty on the other hand, judging by his smirks at least, was doing it on purpose. It was probably some sort of revenge. Tony didn't blame the kid, he had shot Frosty with an energy blast at point blank range.
That did not mean he appreciated the freezing air though.
It had started when they had let Frosty out of his cell. At first Tony had thought it was some sort of malfunction with the air conditioning but three inconclusive evaluations later and Tony had realised that whatever the problem was it was not in the machinery. That was when he spotted Frosty laughing.
He spun around. "Stop that!" He hissed at Frosty.
Frosty gave him a very convincing look of confusion, made all the more believable as Thor did not seem to understand either.
"Stop what?" Frosty asked. Tony would have expected it to be followed with a childish grin, or at least for the kid to keep a straight face, but the look Frosty was now giving him, unseen by the boy's uncle, was one which clearly told Tony that this would not be stopping any time soon. There was even a hint of – malice? Yep, Frosty was definitely the son of Loki.
Tony turned around with a grumble, muttering to himself that Asgardians were just plain annoying when the next thing happened. His fingers started going numb.
He stared at them for a while, not understanding quite what was happening, then it dawned on him. He glared at Frosty over his shoulder, the boy was trying to give him frostbite! He shoved his hands into his armpits and called over his shoulder. "What would it take to get you to stop?"
The only answer he got was from Goldilocks. "What are you talking about Man of Iron? Jokul is doing nothing." Tony heard a faint snigger.
He glared at the ground in front of him. Frosty was laughing at him! He was one of the greatest inventors ever, he was IRON MAN for God's sake! And here, some wannabe snow God was teasing him. No. He wouldn't stand for that.
He turned around, intending to give both the boy and his uncle a piece of his mind.
Frosty was glaring at him hatefully, his face tilted so Goldilocks could not see.
Tony swallowed.
Revenge could wait till he was safely in his Ironman suit