Controlling the Timeline || MARVEL ||

Chapter 5. Sweaters

"He is fine." Tony.... I mean Dad, moved around the couch and towards the bar on the side of the room.

"But he is.... is he crying now?" I moved closer to the couch where Thor sat with his hands in his lap. Small puffs of hair a some sniffles broke the silence in the room.

"He's drunk. He will be fine in the morning." Dad sipped his drink and placed it on the counter.

"I'm not tHaT drunk." Thor looked up at me and his lip was quivering.

"You didn't even drink this much at the party last night." I chuckle as I sit next to him putting my hand on his back.

"No no no." Thor wiped his hands over his face then rubbed his tears off with his shirt. "I'm not...I'm fine." He forced a smile and tried to stand up stumbling on his own feet. I stand up quickly and wrap his arm around my shoulder. He leans down onto my shoulders as he is much taller than me.

"I got you Twinkle Toes. Let's bring you to a bed." I look back at Dad and he nods in approvement.

"Go down the stairs. 2 doors down to the right there's and empty room." I nod and bring him towards the hallway.

"Hehe.....Twinkle Toes." Thor chuckles to himself. "You know, you say said that to me before you forgot everyone. Twas my name."

"Well it fits. Come on, help me out here." I push him back up onto my shoulders and he shuffles his feet forwards. "How are you so heavy?" We hit the stairs and he holds onto the railing with one hand and the other on my waist pulling me into him.

"Beer and bacon and...." He starts to trail off with his words as we take step by step. A door opens to my right and I see Bucky whiping his face with towel. He sees me and stops.

"Hi." I smile at him and he smiles back.

"Woah there big guy." Bucky rushes to the other side of Thor as we hit the bottom step. Bucky slides Thors arm over his shoulder and his left arm around his waist hitting my arm. I feel cold through his shirt and it startles me just for a second.

Maybe he just washed his hands or something.

Nope.

What?

"Kat? Where are we taking him?" Bucky taps me in the arm and I look forwards 2 doors down.

"That door. Dad said it was empty." We rush him to the door and I open it as Bucky holds Thor.

"Ah a bed!" Thor laughs as Bucky throws Thor into the bed. I chuckle bringing the trashcan to the side.

"Is he drunk?" Bucky looks closely at Thor as he nods slowly.

"Something about Jane I guess." I shrug and Thor makes some sad moaning and he turns on his side towards where Bucky and I are standing.

"Don't. Do not say her name." He points to me and without any hesitation, he throws up everywhere. Projectile vomit covers me from the waist down and then onto the floor. I pause for a moment regretting not moving out of the way but I didn't see it coming. I look over to my right and see Bucky without a drop of vomit on his and his hand over his mouth to keep him from laughing.

"I do not want to hear a single peep from you." I point to him and he raises his eyebrow. I turn to Thor who just looks at me with vomit drooling from his mouth. "You are in so much fucking trouble." I move and felt the weight in my jeans and in my shoes. "I swear Twinkle Toes, if you weren't a God, I would reem you a new one." I kick the trash can infront of Thor. "I put this hear for a reason. Bucky can you get some towels please. Or a dumpster." I look at him and he nods leaving the room. I look back at Thor and his eyes are slowly closing.