Hot Head ((Loki x Reader)) 3
((Authors Note! In this chapter, there are several **not homophobic, i promise** gay jokes made, and reader's sexuality is brought into question. If this offends you, I apologize, that part is merely filler humor, feel free to skip it, it isn't essential to the story at all. Alright, go on)) ~~~ "JARVIS, am I seeing what i thing i'm seeing?" "Yes I do believe so, sir. Her blood contains trace amounts of liquified magnesium." ~~~ "What's the latest news, Tony?" "It seems we've come across a pair of mutants, babe." ~~~ "Tony what did you dose them with?" "A solid amount of Midazolam." "...God damnit Tony." ~~~ You jump, groaning yourself awake. Hooooly shit.... Holy shit, you were TRANQUILIZED. Not just knocked out, but TRANQUILIZED. And it hurt. Slowly, and very carefully you open your eyes. You are in a floating sphere. A floating Sphere? What? This sphere looks to be held up by rubber cables, and you are actually floating. "Yo! Princess is awake! Hey, did you know you sleep float?" You turn to face none other than Tony Stark, staring at you with a bemused expression. Then you notice that you are approximately 15 feet above the ground. Next to you- well, next to where you would be if you were on the ground, lies a Glass Cube, Standing maybe 6 feet tall. Inside it, Lydia is sitting crosslegged watching a man in a purple shirt, who you assume to Bruce Banner, work. "You're acting extremely polite for someone who just solidly drugged a teenage girl." "Teenage girl?" Bruce turns around and eyes you doubtfully. "Shit, I drugged a minor?" Tony groaned. "Well no not a minor." "...How old are you then?" "19." "...See, I feel like you said a number, but the only thing I heard was the word legal." "That's a nice word, coming from a homo." Tony gasps and clutches his arc reactor. "Ouch. Wait, are you actually homophobic? Cuz if you are, this might be a problem." "She's not homophobic," Lydia piped up. "Believe me. She is the furthest thing from homophobic. I caught her watching lesbian porn a few times." Everyone stares at Lydia for a solid 30 seconds, before shifting their gaze to you. Your cheeks tint pink for a split second, until you break out into the most egotistical grin even Tony's ever seen. "What can I say? Ladies are lovely," you shrug. "She looks extremely pleased with herself..." Bruce mutters to Lydia. "Oh what, and you haven't watched lesbian porn before? I'm 19 Mr. Banner, I'm allowed to explore my sexuality." "What's the conclusion?" Tony asks eagerly. You smirk at the man. "Undetermined." "Well if you ever feel like you need help deciding, I-" "Tony stop hitting on the girl you drugged and captured," Steve Rodgers walked into the lab, giving his boyfriend a hard look. Tony grins at the blond, and wraps his arms around his waste. Steve remains stiff for a moment, then gives in, kissing and wrapping his arms around Tony. "As cute as this moment is, and GODS believe me, it is adorable, I'd like to know why my friend and I are in glass-like-containment units," Lydia gets to her feet slowly, and crosses her arms. "Yes, what the lady said!" you pipe up, dropping your anti-gravity to discover that the ball you're has two layers. What does this mean? The contraption they've stuck you in, is remarkably similar to hamster ball, but also has a treadmill like quality. That quality being the fact that no matter how fast you run, you still don't move. Imagine what an idiot you look like, because you're figuring out how non-mobil you really are at this moment, and everyone is literally just staring at you. Tony is attempting not to break down laughing, and the moment he lets out a bark of a laugh, you collapse, and are flung about your little sphere. That is when Tony collapses, laughing hysterically on the ground. After a solid 15 seconds you mentally kick yourself, and turn off your gravity. Scowling you cross your legs and turn towards the billionaire in a very unamused fashion. "So you're a raging homo and a dick. Power pack! You sure got lucky, Rodgers." Steve chuckles as Tony straightens himself out, and gives him a look. "Why are we here?" Lydia asks. Tony takes a step back and speaks to both of you. "Well you two got into an air battle with one another, and ended up destroying a small bit of New York." Your eyebrows shoot up, and Lydia seems to have a similar reaction, as Tony backtracks a bit. "Nothing too serious. A few flooded buildings, some arson. Not too bad. The cops would have been called, but considering you two were battling midflight, they could really only call us. We're the only people in New York who fly. Excluding you, it seems. We've discovered that the two of you are mutants-" "Oh yeah, that must have been real fuckin' hard figure out, Mate." "Hey," Tony points at you, giving you a mock stern look. "I don't need your sass." "Why were you two fighting?" Steve asks, side stepping Tony. You and Lydia exchange glances breaking into fits of giggles. Steve, meanwhile, leans towards Tony and mutters, "To think, we thought they were enemies..." "Enemies?" You gasp through your laughs. "Mate, that's my roommate!" "Best Friends for Life!" Lydia grins. "Why were you trying to demolish eachother then?" "Wowwie, Mr. Stark, shouldn't you ask for a lady's name before you ask her why she tried to kill her best friend?" Tony's face remains stern for a solid set of seconds before a grin breaks out on his face. "I like you." he turns to Steve. "Can we adopt her?"












