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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."

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

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     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.

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."

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

"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.