When Tony wakes up, he's not sure where he was and a nasty hangover was over his head. Still delirious, he miraculously crawled his way down to a bathroom where he threw up. His headache was pounding and his throat was very sore from the sharp tang of the drinks, but he was used to it. This wasn't his worse actually.
The iron man quickly took a shower, washing away whatever filth hung on to him. He vaguely remembered his night; did whatever girl that came with him leave? Had she left on her own? What did she look like?
Goodness, it might not have been his worse hangover yet but it still did its damage.
He dressed quickly and popped a few pills in his mouth for his head. He waited around for half an hour until the medicine finally did it's trick. From there he made his way back out to his living room/kitchen area. His stomach was growling and he really needed some food. Tony couldn't remember whether or not he still had leftovers sitting in his fridge. Either way, he could just call a place up for some grub.
"JARV, put on some coffee. Is there anything in the fridge?" he asked, stretching and approaching the kitchen. The coffee machine buzzed on as soon as he took a seat on the counter.
"Sorry sir, but it appears to only be full of alcoholic beverages." JARVIS replied, and Tony detected a hint of snark in the AI's response.
"Hey, are you sassing me?"
"No, sir. Would you like me to call a nearby restaurant?" his AI replied with the same tone as before. Tony narrowed his eyes but then shook it off.
"Yeah, pizza. The usual order."
The coffee machine dinged and Tony didn't wait for it to cool. He drank it straight from the container, nice and black like he liked it. The caffeine thoroughly awoke his senses and he felt refreshed. Man, he needed to lay off the drinks...
"And what about your guest, sir?"
What.
Tony almost choked. The girl was still here? What? Where, he thought he told JARVIS to chase them away before he woke up!
"JARVIS, why isn't she out of here?"
"Sir, I don't think your guest appreciates being referred to as female."
"What the hell?!" Tony did spit some coffee out this time. Who would be here? He racked his brain for any pieces of his night. And then it all clicked. Slowly, with great caution, he turned his head toward the living room. And sure enough, poking his head sheepishly over the back of his couch, was a scratched up Loki.
Tony dropped his mug on the ground and ignored the shattering glass. He clicked his bracelets on and summoned his suit in seconds. He felt the metal cling to his frame and he raised his arm to fire in case Loki made any sudden movements.
Loki slowly lowered his head so that he couldn't be seen. He was terrified. The frost giant decided then that sober Stark would surely kill him. Iron Man would probably aim blast after blast at his mortal body. He'd probably continue on until Loki was dead on his couch. How lovely.
"Why are you here?" Tony said, moving closer.
Loki frowned and shrunk against the couch's fabric. He was too weak to run away. He had no magic. He wasn't sure how well he could speak; after all his last words were muttered almost a year ago at his trial.
"Rudolph!" Loki nearly jumped and when he looked up the iron man was right in front of him.
"I'm sorry!" he cried, his voice coming out hoarse. This stopped the mortal right in his tracks and he waited for him to go on.
"I'm sorry to...intrude. I was...banished on Midgard as a punishment and...T-Thor..." Loki continued on, his voice cracking at the last word.
But Tony Stark must've figured his words were true as the metal suit came apart. It flew back where it came from, revealing the shorter man staring intently at him. After another moment of locking gazes, the human shrugged and turned away.
"JARVIS, change my order. You like pizza, Bambi? Oh wait, you've never had it. I forgot you ass guards don't have such great delicacies as us. JARV, add on another large."
A/N: Surprise! Here's a gift for you guys, now I have to actually go. Hopefully I can update soon!
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