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    Tony Stark touches the strange, glowing cube in his father’s workshop on July 17, 1990, and suddenly, his insides shrink and twist, like snakes writhing, like he’s about to throw up. It’s an awful sort of pain in his stomach, like he’s in pre-heat, and he feels like slicing open his belly and ripping his uterus out, if only to free himself of that pain, like he always does in pre-heat and he’s bleeding out between his legs.

    When he opens his eyes, he’s on the cold, hard ground, gravel under his hair, and he’s blinking up at the sun that peeks out over the edge of a building. For paranoia’s sake, he checks between his legs, just to see whether he’s bleeding, because his pre-heat is always such a bitch and it always comes out of nowhere to screw him over.

    He’s not, thank God, and he stumbles to his feet, thinking that it must have been some acid trip he was on to make it from his father’s workshop all the way to fucking Brooklyn, judging by the décor and the street signs.

     
    Written for the Winteriron Bingo for the "time travel" square (B1)

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