Or the one where loki turns Tony into a little kid as a prank and Stephan has to take care of him until the spell wears off.
Fluff
Tony was sat in the living room watching some random show he didn't care enough about to know the name of.
Loki peeked through the window mischievously and watched as his magic surged forward.
Then just like that it happened. Tony looked around suddenly very confused by his surroundings. He began to whimper and tears poured down his face instantly. He knew where he was, who he was with, but his mouth refused to form words. Crying was the only thing he could do.
Stephan perked up from the kitchen. It was just him and his boyfriend in the penthouse, so where on earth was that crying coming from?
He swiftly made his way to the livingroom, his cloak following suit and resting on his shoulders. He entered the room where the crying was the loudest and looked around. The spot he had last seen Tony was now seemingly empty from his point of view. He stepped closer and his eyes widened, sitting in Tony's spot was what looked to be a three, maybe four, year old boy.
The child looked up at Stephen with tears streaming down his face. He reached toward him and whined. Stephan quickly scooped up the child and held him close, "Shh I've got you. It's alright." He soothed. The boy clung to his shirt like his life depended on it. "What happened Tony, hm?" Strange asked softly.
"D-don know!" The boy sobbed.
Stephan noticed a note sitting on the coffee table and began to read it. He rolled his eyes at the cursive writing in green ink.
"Dear Tony Stark and Stephan Strange,
The spell will wear off in two weeks. Until then enjoy.
Mischievously, Loki.""Dammit Loki!" Stephan hissed, causing the boy in his arms to look at him fearfully. "Shh darling, it's alright. I'll take care of you until this wears off." He soothed and gently bounced on his heels to calm the child.
Tony calmed down in Stephan's arms. He looked up at the doctor and placed his small hands on Stephan's face. He looked at the older man in awe. "Pwetty eyes." He whispered.
Stephan smiled, "Thank you little one." He chuckled.
Over the next few days he took care of Tony, he did not inform the other Avengers of what had happened. He knew Tony would probably be embarrassed about it.
One day specifically, Tony seemed to be in a very bad mood.
"Tony you need to eat your breakfast." Stephan sighed as he once again tried to feed the child.
"NO!" Tony swatted his hand away. He angrily threw the bowl of scrambled eggs onto the floor and kicked his legs furiously.
"Tony enough. What has gotten into you?" Strange asked with a sigh. He picked up the food and set the bowl down on the counter.
"Down!" Tony demanded.
"Not until you say please." Stephan crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Down please!" The boy whined and struggled to get out of the highchair.
"Tony stop it." Stephan rubbed his temples. "I'm not letting you down until you calm down." He stated.
"FWIDAY help! Get me down!" The child called for the AI.
"I'm sorry, Boss but in this condition, Doctor Staphan Strange is in charge." The voice said, Stephan was pretty sure she winced when Tony screamed in response.
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Marvel Oneshots
Fanfictionmany ships, most (If not all) of which are gay. there may be smut but also fluff. feel free to request. I'm only writing this to do ideas that I can't find anywhere else that I know I would write well, or hope I can write well. cover art not mine...