#mischiefandflyte

[gadgeteerphilanthropist]

Loki frowned at the flimsy newspaper in his hand. "Tony, what is this?" The headline, in blaring type, read: 'Billionaire tech mogul and girlfriend in shocking threesome: you'll never guess who their third is!' The photograph was clearly Tony.

Tony blinked as he looked up from the Mark VIII's most recent round of calibrations.  "Hello to you, too.  And that appears to be a gossip rag with a photo of me waiting for my coffee with an otter."  He leaned one elbow on the worktop.  "Before you ask, no, I haven't gone singing about my relationships with any media people, but whether or not I say anything doesn't really mean anything."  He glanced down at the Mark VIII.  "Also, careful walking around near this.  Still workin' out the bugs; the magic shielding gave Summer a bit of a zap."

[gadgeteerphilanthropist]

Did you miss me?

...Lokes.

Where the fuck have you been?  I mean, yes, very much so, but where the fuck have you been?

[chrismerle]

Christmas Drabbles: Iamthefirechild and Mischiefandflyte

Nobody panic; this is Gadget-mun, not some random creeper.

Blogs: Gadgeteerphilanthropist (me), Iamthefirechild (you), Mischiefandflyte (U2) Rating: G Word count: 475

[gadgeteerphilanthropist]

Christmas Presents

"Suuummmmeerrrrr, come on, it's finally stopped snowing and it's not like anything is going on around here."  Tony tugged on a strand of Summer's hair.  "Just go for a walk with me, Sunshine."

As he headed for the elevator to wait for her as she got ready for a winter walk, he detoured to Loki's room, leaning in for just long enough to leave a box--long, narrow-- on the dresser, and he made it to the elevator at the same time as Summer.

-You may begin working now,- Jarvis informed the pair of workers, loitering and drinking coffee in an unused suite, as soon as Tony and Summer left the lobby.

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By the time they returned from their walk, and Summer returned to her suite, she would find entirely new bookshelves waiting for her, already assembled.  Wooden, standing on the floor (albeit secured to the wall so they wouldn't fall), and plenty large enough to hold any books she hadn't been able to fit on the others and still acquire more.

As for the box left in Loki's room, the contents were a bit odd.  A choker (which was at least better than calling it a collar, if nothing else).  The center piece, a collage of yellow diamonds, the gleaming triangle of a trillion cut diamond surrounded by smaller oblong pieces to fill out a circular gold setting.  It was a bizarrely heavy duty setting, to accommodate the bizarrely heavy duty golden chains on either side of it.  Only two links of chain on either side, joining to dark (nearly black) green leather on both sides, with a latch in the back.

And it was thankfully bell-free.

(A very rough idea of what it looks like.)

[harfagri]

{ 5 Loki's }

     Fandral took in a breath of surprise at the sight of the other. "Loki.." he breathed, the true emotion of what he might be feeling or thinking hidden in his features.

[gadgeteerphilanthropist]

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Loki blinked. “Catch … would not birdseed be better?” He bent slightly at the knees, enough to put his face on a level with Tony’s. “Why is Clint in a position to be caught?”

Tony pulled something from his pocket, uncoiling it carefully.  "It's a holiday thing.  If two people are under the mistletoe at the same time, they're supposed to kiss."  He latched the collar around Loki's neck, and tapped the bell with two fingers.  "There we go."

[gadgeteerphilanthropist]

"Why is there mistletoe all over the Tower?"

"Because Summer went a little crazy with it.  She’s trying to catch Clint.  Crouch down a bit for a sec, would ya?"

[gadgeteerphilanthropist]

OT3 movie night; I kind of to Summer

"How do you manage to take up so much space?" Tony not-whined, as he picked up Summer’s legs so he could sit down, her legs settling over his lap once he was seated.  In response, she stretched even further across the couch, arms over her head and toes pointed."Brilliant question," Loki intoned wryly, leaning over the back of the couch as he observed the complete lack of space for a third person."I’ve been traumatized," Summer replied, matter of fact.  "This is my privilege."  A beat.  "Not Tony’s, though.  Glowheart here is just being a hog."Tony, being the mature man in his forties that he was, blew a raspberry at her.While Summer occupied herself trying to kick Tony in the chin, Loki circled around to the front of the couch.  Seeing that they were busy at that moment, he took the liberty of nudging Tony’s legs further apart with his foot, and then he sat down on the floor, back against the couch, between the inventor’s knees.  Almost immediately there was a hand tangled in his hair."Alright, Jarvis.  Let’s get this started before it gets any stranger in here," Tony finally said.  As if on cue, Helios and Doc hopped up onto the back of the couch, and Boris and Sassy wandered over to sprawl on the floor in front of the couch.  "…Too late."The addition of further strangeness aside, the movie started, and Summer made a delighted squealing noise as she realized what it was."We thought you would be please," Loki said, tone fond.