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Pepper

-You're sure you don't wanna tag along? I'm pretty sure Peter would like to see his mom, Tony said as the others stepped into the Quinnjet.

-Yeah....me too. That's why I'm staying. With you and Peter there are always surprises, I said.

-You think he's gonna beat us here?

-I'm willing to bet my science pun shirt on it, I smiled.

-Good I was wondering how those shirts would look on DUM-E, Tony smirked.

-And if he gets here before you, you're going to take a week off and rest.

-Bye honey! Love you! Tony yelled as the quinnjet took off and his armor came on.

-Just get him back! I yelled and walked inside.

As I walked through the corridor I soon spotted Peter's door. It was easy to spot since we had refused to close it. I stopped just outside and carefully slid his door opened. Inside there was a pretty normal bedroom. Except it didn't have a bed. I'd actually wanted to surprise Peter. So parts of a bed was in his bathroom. It feels like it's been years since I last saw him. I slowly walked into the room but immediately stopped as I felt my foot stepping on something. I looked down and held back tears. Under my foot there was a science pun shirt. Both me and Peter adores them. Peter because he understands them, me because I just like them. When I found out I scheduled a shopping day with Peter so that we could get matching science pun shirts. We never got to that point before he disappeared.

He has to come back

Loki

The jet was on autopilot since we were far from New York. The child had fallen asleep long ago. I woke him up once in a while just to make sure he didn't die. His wounds after the battle with HYDRA was quite serious. I tried looking for some sort of bandage or nurse supplies on the jet. But I found nothing. And I was not a healer, so I couldn't help the poor child. Even if I hate to admit it. Thor and his mortal friends was probably the best for the child right now. I starred at the sleeping child. His brown curls were slightly moving from the blow of his breath. He looked so small and innocent. Hard to believe he actually took down 10 armed HYDRA guards. I smiled and looked up through the front window. Buildings were appearing from behind the horizon. And fast. I looked at Peter again before I gently shook him.

-Child. We're arriving in New York soon, I said as he woke up.

-Hm....we are? He asked and sat up and rubbed his eyes before yawning.

-We are, I confirmed and sat down in the pilot seat and turned off the autopilot.

Peter

Mr. Loki flew the jet towards the avengers' tower. I smiled as I saw it. It was some kind of home to me. The avengers had made it my home. And even though I hate that they lied to me. I still want them in my life. How crazy that may sound. My eyes then landed on Mr. Loki. Where's he going after this?

-So....just out of OW! I said as I stood up on my leg with a bullet still inside.

-Are you okay? Mr. Loki asked worriedly.

-Yeah....just haven't stand up in a while.

-Then sit down, Mr. Loki ordered.

I did as I was told and sat down on the passenger seat beside Mr. Loki.

-So....are you going home to your family after this? I asked.

-No. My family and I....we don't get along well.

-So where will you be going after you've dropped me off? I asked.

Mr. Loki stayed silent for a while. I looked at him confused since he didn't give me an answer.

-I don't know, he said looking at the avengers' tower further away.

-Then why don't you come inside the tower for a while. I mean you saved me back at that HYDRA base. I'm pretty sure Mr. Stark has an extra room for you.

-I can't Peter

-Why?

-I've done some really, really bad things. Things that make the avengers less....friendly to me.

-Well then you're in luck then. Cause I am the avengers mascot. So if I simply tell them I would've been dead without you. I think you're fine.

-I don't know....

-C'mon....I promise to get medical attention as soon as possible.

-Oh you're getting that even if I don't follow you inside.

-But you will?

Mr. Loki sighed deeply and tapped on some buttons as he was above the avengers' tower.

-Alright

-Yay!

Pepper

I was in the kitchen having a cup of coffee. My finger was almost constantly tapping on my mug impatiently. No word from Tony or Peter. I had called off work today. My nerves were all over the place and I can't possibly get any work done until Peter comes back. Suddenly I heard voices from the corridor. An annoyed sigh left my lips.

-Ava, I told you that I can't......

I stopped in my sentence as it wasn't Ava who had entered my home, but a pale man with slicked-back hair. Loki. I dropped my coffee cup and quickly grabbed a knife.

-You! I hissed carefully walking forwards with the knife in front of me.

-Mr. Loki! Is anyone in the kitchen!? A familiar voice yelled.

Soon Peter came limping into view. He was had blood all over him, a black eye, scars, something close to a bandage wrapped around his leg.

-Peter? I asked.

-Hi mo-.....Pe-.....mrs. Stark, Peter said.

My eyes then glared at Loki.

-Peter. I need you to slowly back away. Careful. Everything's gonna be fine.

-What? Oh right. You're....you think Mr. Loki is dangerous. Don't worry. He saved me from the HYDRA base.

-What?

-It's a long story.

-Well start talking, I said and lowered the knife.

Peter gave Loki a smile. Loki did smile back. But he seemed careful since I still was holding a knife.

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So I was writing an essay about a country. And I was gonna judge how democratic the country was. And this was my thoughts
"Alright, it's not that democratic. Maybe 50%. No that's way too much"
"Maybe 20%, nah also a bit much"
"Ten?, nah too low"
"So not 20 and not 10"
"Maybe 12%?"
"...."
"OMG TONYYYY!!!!!"

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