Fanfic Post #1
Tony Stark had only had one pet. It's death had been at the hands of his father, who had put vodka in its water bottle when drunk. Tony had never quite forgiven him - not that his father hadn't done worse, but the offer to buy a new one only intensified a deeper level of hate. The body of said pet was still in a makeshift cryogenic chamber in Stark International's Headquarters, something Pepper told Tony's therapist with no small amount of concern.
He tried not to think about it; one of his earliest failures in life was not protecting his guinea pig. He couldn't even save a rodent. That was how pathetic he was, how worthless all his science and technology was. He pushed thoughts of that poor trusting, cuddling animal away when they surfaced.
And he really ought to have been yelling at Loki that messing with the interdimensional portal when it was in beta was dangerous.
But among the flock of cats, cheerful frolicking dogs, scurrying fancy rats and flood of chirping birds, there was a familiar caramel colored form running towards him on stubby legs, chocolate eyes wide.
"Professor Fluffers!" Tony cheered, and instantly he forgave the god of mischief for ruining his invention. In fact, after this day he would welcome the man with open arms and frightening amounts of friendliness. When they got back to Midgard, Tony was in the midst of hugging the other man.
But for now, it was time to careful scoop the good Professor up in his armored hands and try not to cry.
He tried not to think about it; one of his earliest failures in life was not protecting his guinea pig. He couldn't even save a rodent. That was how pathetic he was, how worthless all his science and technology was. He pushed thoughts of that poor trusting, cuddling animal away when they surfaced.
And he really ought to have been yelling at Loki that messing with the interdimensional portal when it was in beta was dangerous.
But among the flock of cats, cheerful frolicking dogs, scurrying fancy rats and flood of chirping birds, there was a familiar caramel colored form running towards him on stubby legs, chocolate eyes wide.
"Professor Fluffers!" Tony cheered, and instantly he forgave the god of mischief for ruining his invention. In fact, after this day he would welcome the man with open arms and frightening amounts of friendliness. When they got back to Midgard, Tony was in the midst of hugging the other man.
But for now, it was time to careful scoop the good Professor up in his armored hands and try not to cry.