Chapter 1
In Tony’s defense, he didn’t really have a full plan.
Tony paused.
Smiled.
Zeus was gonna be pissed .
(He should probably back up a bit.)
It all started in Ass-gard, after the whole “Norse God Of Mischief Tries To Take Over NYC!” deal happened. The Camps knew that Loki had been mind-controlled throughout the Invasion, but no one else did.
No, further.
Tony was born. Tony discovered his dad had… well, not done the do but had a kid with Athena. Howard had done the do with Hephaestus, but that was…. Yeah, Tony had no explanation.
Was that too far? Nah.
Tony went to camp. Tony went on quests. Tony dealt with:
- crippling anxiety (hi, dad)
- terrible self-esteem (hi, dad) (shut up Rhodey, I’m functional and funny,)
as well as:
- perfect expectations for himself. (thanks mom.)
- Too much confidence (thanks mom)
- Terrible sense of humor (Hermes get your damn snakes out of my head.)
Tony had ✨eмotioиal daмage✨ and he knew it.
A list of why:
- Howard Stark
- Quests
- Watching his friends and family die
- 14
- Demigod Wars
- Being kidnapped
- Afghanistan
- Stane
- Iron Man
- Whiplash
- The Wormhole
- Extremis
Of course, the list was in chronological order, not order of effect.
Anywhoooo, this is how it went.
In reparation for Loki’s whole “I’m Pulling A Kronos” Alldaddy Odin decided that Loki would be married off… to Midgardian royalty. Every royal country put forth the most eligible suitor, as close to the throne as possible. All the countries that didn’t have royalty smiled as they showed the next best thing.
The Avengers were invited by Thor.
Tony apparently doubled as a suitor. He… didn’t really give a fuck when he was invited.
Then he got to the party and realized that yes, this was familiar . These people were, this situation was.
Although, it had been him up for grabs last time, and he had only been fourteen. (Thank the gods he had been attacked by harpies)
Tony found himself brought back, analyzing everyone just like he had when it’d been his auction.
He recognized too many people. Politicians, people who had been too eager to buy missiles. People who ignored it when Tony had been pushed and slapped around by Howard when in his presence. People who had prodded and poked and touched and b ru ise d an d-
He was suffocating.
Tony decided that a breath of fresh air was needed, and therefore walked out to the balcony.
To his surprise, (or maybe not, this is where he would’ve been had he been allowed to leave Howard’s side.) Loki was already on the balcony, leaning against it. Tony internally groaned.
“Needed some air, huh?” Tony said, not backing down. He’d faced titans before, there was no reason that Loki was different. Besides, the god was innocent. The Norse god whirled around, brandishing a knife.