Fic: WHORE
Title: WHORE
Fandom: Iron Man/Marvel
Rating: T
Disclaimer: If I owned it, the gay would be way more obvious.
Summary: Ivan's burd has been telling stories.
Note: spazzer_mctwich: "See I can't look at the bird with out laughing cause my friend had a Cockatiel and I may have tried to teach it to cuss by simply shouting WHORE at it over and over again."
WHORE
Tony's jaw drops as he looks from Ivan to the burd (bird, goddammit, bird) and back again. "It did what?" he finally manages to splutter.
"He told me about your, ah, alone time," Ivan replies unconcernedly, casually holding a mug of steaming tea for his cockatoo as it carefully dips its beak into the hot liquid.
"How-- what did-- I-- how could he even tell you about that?!"
Ivan grins at Tony, eyebrows raised. "He repeated things to me. Very interesting, what he said about--"
"Okay, that's enough!" Tony says loudly, face turning red. He turns to storm out of his workshop, then turns back around to look at the cockatoo, still contentedly drinking Ivan's tea. After a moment, Tony gives up and just screams, "WHORE!" at the burd (BIRD) and stomps out, slamming the door behind him.
Fandom: Iron Man/Marvel
Rating: T
Disclaimer: If I owned it, the gay would be way more obvious.
Summary: Ivan's burd has been telling stories.
Note: spazzer_mctwich: "See I can't look at the bird with out laughing cause my friend had a Cockatiel and I may have tried to teach it to cuss by simply shouting WHORE at it over and over again."
WHORE
Tony's jaw drops as he looks from Ivan to the burd (bird, goddammit, bird) and back again. "It did what?" he finally manages to splutter.
"He told me about your, ah, alone time," Ivan replies unconcernedly, casually holding a mug of steaming tea for his cockatoo as it carefully dips its beak into the hot liquid.
"How-- what did-- I-- how could he even tell you about that?!"
Ivan grins at Tony, eyebrows raised. "He repeated things to me. Very interesting, what he said about--"
"Okay, that's enough!" Tony says loudly, face turning red. He turns to storm out of his workshop, then turns back around to look at the cockatoo, still contentedly drinking Ivan's tea. After a moment, Tony gives up and just screams, "WHORE!" at the burd (BIRD) and stomps out, slamming the door behind him.