You break it you buy it
Thanos was enjoying his victory. Another of the infinity stones and another step closer to getting what he wanted. He had just killed the trickster god Loki and was ready to continue his quest when he heard the enraged voice of his beloved.
“What the fuck did you do?”
He turned to see him there. Mistress Death had many forms and depending on their mood they could take the form of male or female. During the past four, almost five decades his beloved had decided upon the form of male.
“Beloved, I have been gathering the stones so I many grant you the offerings you deserve.”
His beloved, currently going by the name Anthony Edward Stark stormed forward and glared at him.
“I usually don’t give two shits what you do but I told you I had one rule. Don’t touch my stuff!”
Taken aback by this Thanos looked around not understanding what of his beloved’s that he’d touched.
Anthony pointed to the dead trickster.
“That’s mine.” He growled before pointing to the thunder god. “And that is mine. You broke my stuff.”
Thanos was certain he paled.
“I-I did not know my beloved.”
“Thanos I’m so sick and tired of you damaging my things. Midgard is where I’m currently vacationing and you damaged that to. No more, pack up your kids, pack up your armies, I don’t want to see you causing any more trouble for at least three centuries.”
“But beloved-”
“No! You break it you buy it. So guess what, I’m keeping the trickster and you don’t get to complain if he warms my bed instead of you. You fucked up and if you want to stay in my good graces you’ll work to make this up to me.”
Anthony turned away and touched the trickster who inhaled deeply as he returned to the living. Loki looked confused until his gaze locked onto Anthony’s.
“Mistress, good to see you.” Loki greeted him like he was saying hello to a longtime friend.
“Loki, always getting yourself into trouble. What are you and Thor doing on an alien ship far from Asgard?”
Loki winced as he sat up.
“We had to destroy it to kill Hela.”
Anthony frowned.
“You’re the ones who tried to kill Hela. She’s one of mine you know.”
“I was unaware, my apologies Mistress.”
Anthony waved his hands dismissing the matter.
“It’s fine, she’s currently staying with me in Midgard enjoying the luxuries the realm has to offer. Get up, we’ll go fix this mess and then we’ll talk about how you’re going to be spending the next three hundred years in my bed chambers because Thanos fucked up.”
Anthony helped Loki to his feet and snapped his fingers to free Thor. When he turned back to Thanos he pointed at him still angry.
“Get on with packing up your shit. Then you can come crawling back to me in Midgard to beg for my forgiveness. By the way, I’d suggest bringing flowers. It’s a better way to win my heart than dead bodies. I’m suppose to be on vacation, not neck deep in work because my asshole lover decided I was taking to long enjoying some time away from the job.”