Thirty Four
I woke, my head reeling. There was a pounding. I thought it was in my head. The pounding grew louder.
"Stark!" Came a voice. I threw the first object I touched, at the door. Whatever it was fell with a dull thud.
"Stark!" Someone shouted again. "We have work to do. Get up!" I threw something else at the door, this time it shattered.
"Anthony Edward Stark!" Pepper's growl echoed through my aching head. "Loki has hostages in a casino in Cleveland. He will not release them until he has spoken to you."
I sat up rubbing my eyes. I stumbled to the door and opened it. Thor, Pepper, Clint and Darcy were standing there. Everyone's eyes widened and jaws dropped. Except for Darcy, who just licked her lips. Pepper pushed me back in the room. Slamming the door.
"Tony!" She scolded.
"What?" I sat back on the bed trying to dislodge a piece of glass from my foot.
"Clothes? Where are your clothes?"
"I don't know." I responded finally noticing being naked. I didn't remember where I lost my clothes.
"You look like hell, Tony." She tried scolding again. I shrugged her off looking for something to wear under my suit.
"Well, I feel like hell." I finally told her as I pulled a pair of jeans over my bare ass. The pounding came again.
"Stark! Loki says if you're not there in an hour, he's going to start killing people." Clint yelled through the door. "If you go butt ass naked, you should be able to scare him back to prison! He'll get one look at your ass and he'll be begging Thor to go back to jail!" I smirked at the thought, knowing he was wrong. I heard a small skirmish in the hall, probably Thor punching Barton.
"Friend, Stark! I will go with you to detain my brother." Thor's voice boomed and echoed in my poor head. I pushed the door open.
"Well let's go deal with the princess and her demands." I marched towards the elevator, entourage in tow.
"You are aware my brother is a male, yes?" Thor glanced at me sideways. I returned his sideways glance, and laughed.