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Summary:

A collection of random and unconnected one shorts, ficlets sort of pieces.

Notes:

So this is my first time uploading anything on this platform, am i'm confused with so many features it had when i was uploading this and maybe it will day a day or two for me to understand it completely :)

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1)

“Ma’am, is this your dog?”

Loki froze. She’d already told Tony that it was a bad idea.

‘What if Fenris tuned into a pup while they were outside’ she’d pointed out.
Tony heard her not. He was keen to take his little step-sons to ‘picnic’ he called specifically.

“Yes man, it’s our pup.” Tony appeared behind the man who had asked her. He’d held her-their elder son in his arms.

A five years old boy, not a serpent.

“Why you’ve put a dog in crib?”

“First of, it’s a pup, and second, it’s none of your business.”

“You’re right, yes, it’s none of my business but-” he stopped under Stark’s glare. “…nothing.” He abruptly strode away muttering ‘weirdos.’

“It was a bad idea.” Tony murmured. “I guess the ice cream got a bit heavy on Jorm’s stomach.”

Maybe it wasn’t that bad idea. Loki concluded at last.

 

2)

“No it’s really not that complicated. He’s a bad person.”

“Who?”

“Stark. Tony Stark.” Jane said.

“What are you really talking about?” Loki asked.

“Weren’t you listening? We were talking about Tony Stark’s latest scandalous news.” Darcy handed Loki coffee mug while sipping hers.

“I didn’t know you were interested in such talks.”

“Hey!” Darcy exclaimed. “Don’t judge us like that; it’s not that we gossip all day.”

“I’m not.” Loki sipped her coffee. “But I’m interested, do tell?” never drink that bitter poison even again.

“About what?”

“Tony Stark is a bad person.”

“Oh that!- and Darcy showered her school of thought on Loki. After that Loki went back to her apartment and sent an email.

Mr. Stark, you have my gratitude for your patience that you waited for me to make an appropriate rational decision, of both of our likings. My answer to your request is-

I’m coming back Home

p.s. – and you better have a passable excuse for your mistake when I get back. 

3)

“Hey…what’s wrong with your face?” Tony leaned his hand to remove the scarf. Loki held his wrist to defend.
“No!”

“Why? What has happened?” Tony immediately asked.

“Nothing.”

“Loki...” Tony pressed.

“I don’t want to tell Tony. Please.” She almost begged.

“…okay.” Tony said.

“…thank you.”

They didn’t talk but kept walking slowly in the rural city square. It was one of those very rarely occurring times when her husband be gone for business trips for weeks and Loki be able to spend a fraction of moments with her Lover.

“You know, you can be free from this torture and-and we can always…leave.” Tony said looking at the setting sun.

“Leave.” Loki tasted the word on her tongue and found it foreign.

Next day Gutenberg press released the news paper.

‘Businessman Steven Rodger’s wife went missing.’

 

4)

“The king is missing.”

It started with a whisper, an eavesdropping and then the whole palace began to search for their king.

“What has happened Anthony, my dearest?”

The midnight was full sun rise for the kingdom of Ironland.

“I don’t know.”

Every soldier, every servant and slave were searching for King.

“You must know something.”

“The only thing I know is that I can’t live with you, my love.”

“So you want to come here.”

“Yes.”I

The next day entire kingdom had gotten the news that King fell from the outskirts of the great mountains.

“You can come, Anthony.”

5)

“Ah, yes, come in. close the door behind you.”

Loki did as she was told.

“Now,” Tony swayed his chair back. “Your notes and journals are on that table,” he pointed.

“Your other stuff is already sent to your Norway house.” He opened the drawer. “And so that we’re cleared.” He slammed a document on the table.

“Here’s divorce papers.”

She eyed the paper. “You’re in so much hurry to leave me.” She grimly smiled.

“You left me with no choice, Loki.”

“You want me to sign them.”

Tony stared at papers. “Again you left me with no choice.”