It took you awhile to get up that morning, because it took awhile to get to sleep the night before. Loki's voice and face haunted you. Visions of who you knew him as blurred disturbingly with the dark, threatening image of his face in his cell. His cage. He was an animal. He was a wolf. At least, that was the form he took when you finally drifted off, haunting you around every corner.
Your eyes felt dry and sore and tired and every time you tried to move, you fell back to the bed. After the monotony of this continuing for nearly a half hour, the taste in your mouth of dry nothing forced you out of the room.
The first thing you sought out was water, which you found and chugged in a daze, almost choking on it. You rubbed your sore and tired eyes, looking around the kitchen. Were those Steve's famous AWESOME pancakes on the stove?
Tony's voice snuck up behind you. "Look who's up."
You turned tiredly, crossing your arms over your chest. "Mmnh...what, no Disney princess jokes?"
"I was gonna