Tony Stark one shots

Worthier than you belive

What started as an ordinary day, or as ordinary as one can get, quickly succumbed to a whirlwind of chaos. Or at least that's what Tony believed at least. Of course you didn't have to take his word for it, but he was mostly never wrong. So you should really listen to him.

Of course this all wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for Bird Brain. The neanderthal thought it would be "fun" if the Avengers tried picking up Mjolnir. Which was of course met with a chorus of agreement from the others. The only one not willing to participate was the resident billionaire himself. He just wanted to be back down in his lab with his music and Jarvis. He had just come up with a design for the next Iron Man suit, and he was vibrating with anticipation to go bring his ideas to life. However he was not allowed to go until he tried picking up the damn hammer.

Which of course he had complained about, was still complaining about to be precise.

"Oh come on guys. Who here really thinks I am worthy enough to weild Mjolnir?" Tony asked with a raised brow as he stared at the gathered team. He watched as the rest of the Avengers shifted in their seats. Which of course caused him to grin in accomplishment. Even though he ignored the faint twinge of pain that his team mates agreement caused. Though his dreams were soon crushed by Point Break himself.

"It does not matter what we think Man of Iron. It only matters what Mjolnir has deemed worthy or not," Thor said with a kind smile, that Tony couldn't help but return. Even if Tony was slightly miffed at Thor for ruining his escape plan, he could never intentionally be mean to him. That would be like kicking a puppy.

"Thanks Poptart, that means a lot," Tony replied with a grin and watched as Thor frowned slightly at the new nickname before grinning in return.

Clint, growing inpatient with the proceedings, grinned and jumped up with mischief dancing in his eyes. "So are we ready?"

The others shifted in their seats, obviously ready to start. Though none of them knew how to proceed, so Bruce came to their rescue.

"Order of arrival?" Bruce suggested. Which would, fortunately on his part, put Tony last. Everyone else nodded in consent, so Natasha stepped up and reached for the hammer.

It moved, barely, if you could call the centimeter movement. Tony noticed that it took obvious effort on her part, which was not a good sign for him.

"A valiant effort, Natasha!" Thor exclaimed, smiling widely. Natasha managed a slight smile for him, but quickly retreated to her seat on the floor, looking very controlled and to Tony slightly disquiet, which he would talk to her later about.

"Guess that means it's my turn," Bruce said, grimacing slightly. He eyed the hammer cautiously, then stepped closer and touched the handle. Immediately he jerked his hand away, shaking it and looking surprised.

"What happened?" Tony exclaimed, his brows knit together in concern for his best friend.

"It shocked me," Bruce said, a little baffled. Glancing up at Thor, he added, "I guess Mjolnir doesn't much like the Other Guy."

"It's a hammer," Steve protested, looking uncertain. Which almost caused Tony to scoff, it was a hammer made by the gods and Captain Sparklypants thought it couldn't think for itself. "Can it like or dislike someone?"

"Verily," Thor confirmed, nodding. "For the All-Father's enchantment requires Mjolnir to be capable of discerning worth and intent."

"I think it's your turn Bird Brain. Try not to upset Mjolnir too much, okay?" Tony said with a smirk.

Clint shot him a glare, but shrugged and gamely fixed his expression as he moved to grasp the handle. However the hammer was resolute in staying in its original position on the floor. Though Tony did find it amusing how much Clint was trying.