Toxic • FrostIron

Chinese Food

Loki flashed a horrified look in his face, and then looked pissed off.

He clenched his hand into a fish and punched Tony's face, causing his nose to bleed.
Tony yelled at the top of his lungs, "LOKI WAIT I KNOW THE REAL YOU IS IN THERE SOMEWHERE!"

Loki lifted his fist while holding Tony in the air by the neck of his shirt. With a quick flash of green, a dagger appeared in his hand.

Loki dropped Tony against the wall and attempted to pierce his chest, Tony blocked it and with all his strength held Loki's arm away from him.

"LOKI... STOP... THIS ISNT... YOU."
Loki got more pissed.
With his other arm, he summoned a dagger and aimed to stab Tony. But right as he touched Tony's shirt, he froze.

The knives disappeared and Loki stumbled out of the room.

•••

Loki sat on a stool, looking down at his hands. Tony was beside him, dampening a wash cloth in a sink.
Both of them were silent and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the running water.
Tony ring out the towel and patted it on Loki's face. Loki calmly closed his eyes and stayed put.
Tony put the wash cloth on the sink beside him and put his hand on Loki's head. Tony looked into his eyes but Loki was avoiding eye contact.

Tony sighed. "Loki, I know that wasn't you. I think you're right about it being from the mind stone. It may still be affecting you."
Loki looked up at Tony.
Tony continued. "I'm gonna do the best I can to help you, alright?"

Loki weakly nodded.

"Okay." Tony hesitated for a bit before grabbing Loki's hand and saying, "why don't I go get dinner and we can chill for the rest of the night?"

Loki nodded and weakly smiled.

"Alright, lets do that- what do you want? We can do pizza, Chinese-"
"Let's get Chinese."
"Alright Chinese It is then!"

Tony walked Loki out into the living area, and sat him on the couch.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket, googled the nearest Chinese place, and called.

"So what do you want, Loki?"

•••

After waiting ten minuets Tony decided to go pick the food up. Loki stayed at the building with a book and the TV channels on, though he seemed more focused on his book.

Tony left the room, walked outside, and got into his car.

On the ride back, he had the smell of cheap takeout throughout his car. He grinned. Tony didn't know what was making him so cheerful, but whatever it was, it was working.
He got into the building and heard the Tv on. He said loudly, "Loki I got Dinner!"

There was no answer.

"Loki- are you alive? What-"

Tony stopped and froze, the smile on his face melting away.