Fanfiction.net favorite fanfics. Five Ways the Dishes Do Not Get Done in Stark Tower - Chapter 5 - Teyke - The Avengers (2012. Chapter Text Thor set out upon his journey alone. The first time, he had taken a horse and gone by foot, as he had not known the way except as described to him, and the signs, he had been warned, were often obscure; this second time, he left the horse in the stable and flew, as fast as the winds would carry him. This gave him an advantage in speed in multiple ways: not only did it shorten the journey to the mountains extremely, but without a horse balking at every nook and cranny, and only his own (admittedly considerable) bulk to fit through the narrow passages, he managed to traverse the hidden way under the mountains far more quickly than he had the time prior. Thus it was that after a mere day’s travel, Thor found himself at one edge of the root under the mountains – one of the mighty roots of Yggdrasil itself – and very shortly, with comparatively little risk compared to other, longer paths down the roots, he found himself across it.
“Back again, are you?” Flying on High. Tony was only ten when it happened. When he awoke one morning to the call of Jarvis, the Stark family butler, he had a uncomfortable feeling on his back, close to his shoulders. Thinking nothing of it he groggily climbed out of bed and walked into his bathroom that joined on to his bedroom. Looking in the mirror he fixed his hair and stood there watching himself for a few minutes. For a ten year old Tony looked fairly grown up. He was short for his age, but made up for his lack of height with his cockiness and attitude. His dark brown hair was stuck up in all directions, and his chocolate colored eyes glistened in the light of the bathroom window opposite the mirror. At the moment he was only wearing his PJ bottoms, which were blue with the classic Captain America shield patterned across them.
After brushing his teeth, he grinned into the mirror showing off his signature 'im Tony Stark' smile before turning around and walking back toward the door. FoHFoHFohFoHFoHFohFoHFoHFoH "Anthony! The Twice-Told Tale. Underrate Risks. Alright! First of- This story is complete. Second of all- I'm going by on a cleaning check, just to clarify a few typo's here and there. Due to the unavailability of the copy and paste option now, i actually have to re-type every chapter.
Please be patient. Anyways- not relationships in this story. Tony does not go around killing people or go dark. I really hope you enjoy this story. First Cleaning Check: 3-6-14 There were a few times when each of the Avengers learned just how lucky they were to have a certain teammate on their side. They realized how brutal Thor could act when Bruce was trapped under falling rubble, just after he had changed back.
It was not a moment after the shifting rebar and concrete collapsed did Thor rush forward, wielding Mjolnir with such precision, and with such effect that not twelve jackhammer's could recreate. Then, from a horrific show of strength he pulled Bruce's unconscious form from the rubble with care that led one to believe he held a newborn baby. But now? Another Thing Coming Undone - nightrider101 - The Avengers (2012. All in all, it could have been worse. Worse meaning dead. After being beaten up by a demigod, thrown out of a window by the demigod’s bastard brother, exploded, and falling back to Earth from space after delivering a nuclear bomb through a portal, the fact that he’s got all his fingers and toes, and his brain is still functioning, Tony is going to count this whole little debacle as a win.
Pepper had been there soon after, giving him an earful and a hug, curving her perfect body against his. Apparently Tony’s latest stunt, albeit heroic, did not inspire confidence in the investors. Questions had been raised about Tony’s mental capability because sleeping with countless beautiful women and getting drunk on a near nightly basis inspired more assurance than sacrificing himself to save the world. Go figure. Happy is waiting by the curb, the back door of the limo open. “I don’t think I’ve ever been happier to see you, Happy,” Tony says as he slides through the open door. “The Tower? “Fine. Cardio. Hey! First of all, it was not my fault i haven't updated in a while! If you Pm'ed me, you'd know. My computer hasn't let me on Fanfiction to log on for almost all of October.
It's not the fact that i'm ignorign you, i've actually been writing in that time, but i thought that i should at least let you know why this took me 'forever' to write. Challenge Time! Tony Stark was many things. He could probably rant on and on about all of his titles, stating firmly many things that he wasn't, however the rest of the Avengers had heard it so many times before he rather not, even if it was a chance to gloat loudly. One thing that Tony was rather unhappy about was the fact that Jarvis had received an email from SHEILD addressed to all of them, on a sole topic of something small…or large, depending on your point of view. A fitness exam. Tony Stark was not happy, and with this he was proud to gloat loudly how he'd bomb it with mournful colours. Which meant the only shocker would be Tony. "No! "Stark. Bam!