Thoughts of a houseplant

I have to hand it to them, SHEILD has definitely been busy! They've already gathered skme of the people that they want in their little "Avengers" group. A lovely jumble of characteristics, if you ask me, but of course no one did. Because I'm a plant. And no one can be bothered to ask a lowly houseplant her opinion.

The Avengers are on their way to Stuttgart, Germany where Loki has been spotted. It's not as if he's exactly hiding. But I wouldn't hide if I looked like that, either! Those eyes! Definitely swoon worthy. Is it bad that I'm attracted to hot guys with bad attitudes?

I hacked into Tony's suit a long time ago, so I can see where he's going at all times. It's helpful, especially at times like this when he's going to hunt down Mr. Hot pants- I mean, save the world... Ignore me.

Awww :( Tony just hit the hot guy! I know his actual name is Loki, but I prefer calling him variations of hot.

"Your move, Reindeer games." Tony called from inside the suit. Yeah, Tony. Taunt the guy that could snap your neck as easily as look at you.

Loki looked towards Tony, but it felt as if he was staring directly at...me.

what?! What is he doing!?


Loki's POV


Before I let the stupid mortals capture me, I looked up at the man of Iron's suit, but there was an extra presence there. I was intrigued, and therefore less annoyed by the fact that I had to go with them in their puny "aeroplane".

I stared at the suit now, attempting to explain this phenomena to myself. Was their another person inside the suit, perhaps? No. Much too small. Was something hiding in the networking of the suit? That seemed infinitely more likely.

I closed my eyes and focused my concentration on infiltrating the suit's systems. Yes. There was another consciousness present. But whose? I listened for any stream of intelligent thought. Silence. Was that?
Yes, a running commentary of everything that was happening! But this was not a part of the suit's programming, I was sure.

'hello?' I ventured, calling out with my mind. The consciousness' aura turned panicked as it receded rapidly back to wherever it thought itself safe.

So, it wasn't supposed to be there? Should I bring it to the man of iron's attention or not? If it was going to harm him, it would have done so already, so why not.

"Do you always carry tag-a-longs, Man of Iron?" I directed my question to him. He looked miffed and confused from my sudden speech.

"What are you talking about, Rudolf?"

I ignored his insolence, for now.

"Oh, It's nothing, I'm sure. Just something extra in your armor that you might want to be wary of..." I trailed off, leaving the "threat".

thunder boomed overhead and I jumped the slightest bit. The man out of time noticed, though.

"Scared of a little lightning?"

"I'm not overly find of what follows." I snarked back, but was certainly not anticipating that Thor would come and extract vengeance. I suppose I shall have to play upon his sense of brotherly love to get me out of this mess of things.

Notes

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