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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2017 12:26 pm
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Tony rolled his eyes slightly at Loki’s question. “Loki, babe, We have ways of staying warm on Earth. I think we can bundle the kids up enough to handle Jotunheim. Besides didn’t they say they had warmer places for half-Jotuns like yourself?” he asked lightly. “Not to mention the fact that I really doubt cold will be a problem. They’ve been keeping you blue for so long, I think they’ll be used to the cold by the time they’re born.” Hearing Loki talk about his friends, Tony shook his head slightly. “No you didn’t. But I was happy to stay in the tower, to stay in my penthouse and distance if I could. But I wanted to give you a family, friends, a home, and to do that, I did all of this.” He smiled as they neared the door, pressing closer to Loki’s side. “Now….I think we only have to mingle a little longer before we can slip away. We have to say hello to Natasha, then we can escape for some relative quiet. Okay?” he asked, looking up to Loki.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2017 2:14 pm
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Tony gave Clint a small nod and a grin before he looked back to Natasha. Arching a brow, he chuckled. “You know me, I’m always up for a good party.” He joked before glancing to Loki. “I imagine ours will much quieter though.” He added, glancing to the other side of the room where Thor was letting out a thundering laugh, the noise sounding out above the crowd for a moment. “Or not….who knows.” He smirked. Turning back to Natasha, he pulled an envelope out of his back pocket, handing it to her. “Maybe not the best baby shower gift in the world, but I figured you and Clint would appreciate it after the brat’s here.” He said with a shrug. “Tickets to Cyprus and a key to my flat there. Figured you and Clint might like to take the kid and get away for a week or two when you were ready. Nothing but sunshine, beaches, and good food for a bit.” He explained before wrinkling his nose. “Though if you’d prefer somewhere else I could see about it too. I got a place in Paris, one in the alps too. Maybe China?” he rambled, rubbing the back of his neck as his mind began to run away with him.
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