"Loki!" you shrieked at Loki when he not only broke into your locked lab, but dragged you away from the desk where you'd been working and hauled you to your feet from your comfy spinny chair. He threw you over his shoulder before you could protest again or do anything but look stupidly up at him. "Loki! Put me down! I'm working!" you complained at him, though you suddenly felt exhausted now that you weren't actively working.

"No, darling. You are going to eat something and sleep. You have not left your lab in almost four days." Loki told you firmly as he carried you from the room. His arm was a vice around your legs, holding you firmly over his shoulder. You weren't struggling your way out of this. "What have you even eaten?" he grumbled.

"Blueberries...and coffee," you told him sheepishly. "How'd you even get in here?" you demanded, trying to get back to being angry at him. That was easier than being in trouble for not sleeping or eating in days. You'd locked your lab while you were working and remembered that he didn't have access. You only had a week left over summer vacation and wanted to get the project you'd worked on all summer done before school started again.

"Karen was worried and let me in. Apparently there is a boyfriend override when you're being stupid," Loki growled, not setting you down even when he'd made it to the elevator. You flushed when you realized the team was in the living room and saw you being carried in over Loki's shoulder. Nat and Clint laughed at your predicament. Tony was passed on one of the couches, drunk. He and Pepper had been having issues and fighting, so he was being particularly stupid. That's why he hadn't noticed you hadn't left your lab.

"Nat! Help!" you pleaded with her.

She shook her head and took a picture instead. "I'm not arguing with a god over this. Especially when he's right." Loki wouldn't put you down until he set you on your usual spot on the couch. Clint brought you over a Chinese container with your usual order. Loki sat next to you, glaring until you began to eat.

"You're as bad as he is," Clint commented, gesturing toward Tony. "What have you been working on so hard anyway?"

"Just a project I want to get finished before classes start," you hedged and refused to answer any more questions by shoving food in your mouth. You really hadn't noticed that you hadn't eaten or slept in days. Loki finally seemed to be relaxing now that you were eating. "Sorry, Loki," you told him sheepishly.

"Please don't lock me out again," he told you. You could see how worried he'd been.

You nodded. "I won't. I'll get you access next time I'm in the lab," you promised. You'd forgotten he hadn't had access to the lab until he burst in. After your food was gone, you gave Loki a kiss and insisted you were going to get a shower and go to bed. He wouldn't believe you until he had walked you to your bedroom door. He still wasn't happy until you let him sit on your bed and wait for you to get out of the shower. You passed out on him the second you laid down on the bed when you were clean.

"Stubborn little darling," he sighed, but settled himself more comfortably and let you use him as a pillow.

*

It was a few days before you managed to piss off Loki again. You didn't mean to, but there really was no choice. You heard the call come in through Jarvis for Tony to join the others. They desperately needed help across town. Tony was passed out drunk, and in no shape to help anyone. He and Pepper still hadn't made up. Cap's call sounded so desperate though that you did something incredibly stupid.

You ran down to your lab and put on your own Mach 1 ironman suit. You had made it at the beginning of the summer. The Mach 2 wasn't quite ready yet. That was the project you were trying to complete before the end of summer. You wouldn't have worn the Mach 2 for this anyway, it was a much more minimal design. The Mach 1 looked nearly identical to Tony's, though a little smaller, the metal a slimmer alloy and more fit for your shape than his. You didn't think the team would notice in an emergency. You'd also been working on your flying all summer too. After a quick order to Karen to make your voice sound like Tony's when you spoke, you flew to the emergency across town and prayed no one ever found out that you weren't your dad today.

*

You followed Cap's orders through the battle, tried not to speak too much and give yourself away, and tried to pretend to be Tony as close as possible. Your suit was well built, but you had no battle experience, unlike Tony.

It was that little fact that would get Loki pissed at you when he found out about this little adventure, especially since you hadn't brought him along. You realized much too late that you should have brought him.

It was your lack of experience that somehow ended with you being unconscious, in the middle of the street. "Tony!" you vaguely heard Cap's voice. You tried to find consciousness again. You had to before. Before-

The Hulk ripped the mask off of your helmet.

That's what you had to become conscious before. And you had just failed. Miserably.

Shit.

You were so dead.

"Y/N!?!" the team demanded, staring at you in shock as you blinked back the blackness of unconsciousness and sat up slowly.

"Surprise?"