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Chores: tony and loki

I'm pairing them up for the chores, I hope you like it, sorry for not posting enough. I gots the writes block real bad.

Tony grabbed the clothes basket, it was empty except for a green and gold striped sock. He didn't want to do chores, that's why he had a complete staff to do them for him. So why is fury not letting them use the staff? Tony starts to walk up the starts towards the living quarters, Loki's room was first.

"Come on rock of ages! I need your clothes!" Tony knocks on the door. A very distressed Loki in a french maids outfit opens the door.

"Do you really have to knock so loudly, here!" Loki shoves his dirty laundry in the clothes basket. Some thing was missing though, something that seemed important.

"Underwear?" Tony asked with a cocked eyebrow. He eyes the pile of shirts and pants and saw nothing that resembled underwear.

"I don't wear any." Loki shuts the door behind him. Tony eyes him a bit.

"So the maid outfit breezy then?" Loki stops in his tracks then blushes.

"I-I'm wearing Isabelle's pants."

"Pants? Oh wait....British slang for underwear okay. Hold up lacy?"

"Yes because they were the only ones clean." Loki's blushes harder. "I sometimes wear her other pants."

"You wear her 'panties'" Tony starts to giggle slightly. The god only puts on the hair piece of the uniform.

"You'd be surprised at her assortment." He murmurs.

"OI! fuck heads, I can hear you." Isabelle seemed to glide over to them wearing only her visor, a tank top, and dark green lacy underwear.

"Are you seriously playing without us?" Tony stands ridged as she puts her laundry in the hamper. He bra however catches Loki's and Tony's eyes. "Ohh a pink lacy bra?" Tony grins.

"I'm playing a mini game. At least testing a mini game. And yes they are pink. I didn't pick them, Nat did. We went shopping last week."

"So is she wearing pink?" Loki waved a hand in front of her face, her face contorts at the alien movement in front of her.

"No I picked her out lime green and purple. We had to get something so we wouldn't get them mixed up in the wash." Her hand reaches out to Tony's face. "Don't mix up our bras! Her boobs are so small!"

"Are not!" Natasha call from her room tossing out her clothing into the hall.

"Fuck you Nat!" Isabelle presses a button her visor. "Your a whole cup size smaller!"

"Did you fucking hit me with a Mario turtle?" Natasha screeched from her room.

"Yeah I green shelled your arse!" Manacle laughter passed over her pink lips.

"We're fishing, how the hell....." Silence fills the corridor. "YOU BITCH!!!"

"Welp gonna go lock myself in my room. It's assassin bitch face prof, at least for this week. Ta."

"You know stark I do feel a breeze." Loki looks at Tony with a flushed face.

"Me too, well....at least she didn't you know. Touch you." Tony starts to walk towards Clint's room. "Just go dust something...not in a perverted way.....fuck." Tony slouches against the wall. "Why does she have to like you and not me!"

"Because she obviously likes men who are tormented by being forced to wear a maids uniform." Loki cocked an eyebrow at the billionaire.

"Hey, umm guys?" Clint walked over a bag full of clothes in his hands. "Tony just remember I'm allergic to the detergent down stairs and were out of the hypoallergenic kind so you'll have to go shopping for it and the only place to buy it is down town. Umm.....Nat knows where it is." He walks off.

"You going to listen to that?" Loki mutters.

"Fuck no. Now shut up and go clean something I need to get the rest of the laundry."

"Oh and Tony?" Tony looks up, knowing Loki's about to say something cheeky. "Isabelle clothes are dry clean only." He exits the room twirling a feather duster between his fingers.

"Yep not doing it. No special treatment for clothes." Tony starts to walk down the hall collecting everyone's clothes they left outside there rooms.

Sooo how was that comment/ share/ vote whatever sorry for the late update I had writers block.