drabble: End of the World and All - Avengers/Pacific Rim - Loki/Tony
Title: End of the World and All
Characters/pairings: Loki/Tony
Rating/warnings: G; none
Spoilers: none
Words: 337
Summary: “Have coffee with me tomorrow? End of the world and all.”
Notes: Avengers/Pacific Rim fusion. For casey_sms via fandomaid.
“Are you Stark?”
Tony swiveled around in his chair and pushed the goggles down his nose. There was a quietly imposing man standing in the door of his lab. The man looked vaguely familiar; he was tall and dark-haired with an understated arrogance to his posture. Tony was immediately interested. “Who wants to know?”
“Loki Laufeyson, I’m here for my fitting.”
Ah, that was why he looked familiar. He couldn’t imagine anyone wouldn’t recognize the name Loki, the pilot everyone loved to hate. Tony had figured he was out of the picture after he and his co-pilot had their epic falling out, but apparently the PPDC was getting desperate.
“Right, sure. I’ve got your stuff right over here. How’s your brother?” Tony winced inwardly, aware that his tongue had gotten away from him.
If Loki was offended, he didn’t give any indication. “Still not speaking to me. I don’t know how they expect us to drift. But the war must go on, and so forth.”
“Could be worse, I knew a team once that got divorced after their first drift, but had to keep piloting together. Eventually they resorted to physical violence, except they were in their jaeger at the time.” Tony was holding pieces of the new drive suit against Loki as he talked, somewhere in the back of his mind noting how tall and fit he was.
“I remember that. I am glad to see the PPDC has become slightly less tolerant of such stupidity in my absence.” Loki gave him a small smile and pulled the helmet on himself.
When Tony was satisfied with almost everything, he made some notes on what parts still needed adjustments. “Well, I don’t know about less tolerant, I think they’ve all just been killed at this point.”
“Indeed.” Loki went to leave, but stopped and turned at the doorway. “Have coffee with me tomorrow? End of the world and all.”
Tony was temporarily shocked into silence, but he recovered with a grin. “End of the world. Why not?”
Characters/pairings: Loki/Tony
Rating/warnings: G; none
Spoilers: none
Words: 337
Summary: “Have coffee with me tomorrow? End of the world and all.”
Notes: Avengers/Pacific Rim fusion. For casey_sms via fandomaid.
“Are you Stark?”
Tony swiveled around in his chair and pushed the goggles down his nose. There was a quietly imposing man standing in the door of his lab. The man looked vaguely familiar; he was tall and dark-haired with an understated arrogance to his posture. Tony was immediately interested. “Who wants to know?”
“Loki Laufeyson, I’m here for my fitting.”
Ah, that was why he looked familiar. He couldn’t imagine anyone wouldn’t recognize the name Loki, the pilot everyone loved to hate. Tony had figured he was out of the picture after he and his co-pilot had their epic falling out, but apparently the PPDC was getting desperate.
“Right, sure. I’ve got your stuff right over here. How’s your brother?” Tony winced inwardly, aware that his tongue had gotten away from him.
If Loki was offended, he didn’t give any indication. “Still not speaking to me. I don’t know how they expect us to drift. But the war must go on, and so forth.”
“Could be worse, I knew a team once that got divorced after their first drift, but had to keep piloting together. Eventually they resorted to physical violence, except they were in their jaeger at the time.” Tony was holding pieces of the new drive suit against Loki as he talked, somewhere in the back of his mind noting how tall and fit he was.
“I remember that. I am glad to see the PPDC has become slightly less tolerant of such stupidity in my absence.” Loki gave him a small smile and pulled the helmet on himself.
When Tony was satisfied with almost everything, he made some notes on what parts still needed adjustments. “Well, I don’t know about less tolerant, I think they’ve all just been killed at this point.”
“Indeed.” Loki went to leave, but stopped and turned at the doorway. “Have coffee with me tomorrow? End of the world and all.”
Tony was temporarily shocked into silence, but he recovered with a grin. “End of the world. Why not?”