Dog Days 2: The Doggening

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

The moment his fiancé entered with a plate that reeked of sharp cheddar and spiced meats, it was all Tony could do to hold himself back from darting out from under the red couch and consummating his demands. He still had his superego past all the screaming canine id.

“For me?” His suit sounded off as it welcomed Thor in in his own voice.

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[st_ormbreaker]

Thor gives Tonypup an affectionate scratch at the back of the ears at the creature's huff.

"What about for two?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Scum-sucking war profiteer. Then that got mostly-overshadowed by the destructive savior schtick." Tony smirked as his original became easily placated by Thor's clever fingers. "Teammate. Father. Husband--in here, out there if fate's kind."

[st_ormbreaker]

"I really thought you were dead then, you know," Thor says, as if the destructive savior schtick remark had suddenly reminded him of it. "When I flipped you over and ripped off your faceplate."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"After I fell out of the big eye in the sky?" Though the AI recognized Thor's meaning instantly, Tony himself had to take a moment. He hadn't been conscious for that moment, after all. His small body stiffened, and he lowered his head onto his paws. "Thanos put my name in his little black book for that one."

You're not the only one cursed with knowledge.

"I was pretty sure I was dead, too. Remember the pathological aftermath of the Halloween dance with Tyrone? Microcosm of every year since." The dog eyed his creation silently while he went on. 'Wanna broadcast my daddy issues while you're feeling so goddamn candid, Me?'

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor looks down as his feels the Starkpup's body stiffen. He frowns, brow furrowed, and strokes his back. He had been told before that dogs could be quite empathetic. Was this all just animal instinct kicking in?

"You earned my respect then," Thor says. It's true; before then, he hadn't thought much of the man who had stolen his brother and mocked him within moments of their first meeting. That had changed after Tony took that missile through the portal. "On Asgard, the greatest glory is to fall in combat in the protection of others."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony's dark eyes floated closed, huffing again as he willed his body to relax. What else was there to do? His ears stayed poised and alert.

"Still time to earn my Valhallan keep." The projection, as objective as he'd been, smirked in a melancholic way. "I can boast Never Say Die attitude, but denying the possibility's just disingenuous. That's where contingencies like me come in. My physical body goes but my will stays."

[st_ormbreaker]

"My opinion on that has changed since then." Asgardian belief or not, his opinion on that started to change after the Titan attacked his ship. "I would rather have a cowardly, selfish living brother than a dead one, just as I would rather have a Tony Stark who values his life instead of one so eager to die for the cause that he conjures an AI to replace him."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Alright, he couldn't help it. Tony's doggy eye peeked open to read his projection's face. There was a high element of unpredictability due to recentness of the AI's existence as well as being modeled after Tony himself.

"I wouldn't say eager." He made a sort of face as he searched for the word. "Realistic? Realistic."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor feels a tinge of irritation at the AI's response, though he somehow manages to keep it from seeping into his voice.

"Not realistic if you know your limits and act within them. I'm sure you can confirm that both of you are aware of those limits."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"I'm a futurist. I look at trends. Each and every time I've had to exceed my limits for the greater good." He explained, gesticulating his immaterial hand. For better or worse, his AI was hitting his thoughts, beat for beat, but there was a definite reckless disregard for Thor's nature in there. Tony covered his snout with his paws, grumbling into Thor's lap.

"Pile-driving a nuke through a wormhole. Disintegrating a landmass 2 kilometers across. Taking on a man armed with artifacts powered by the building blocks of the universe itself. By the law of serial escalation, whatever comes next..."

[st_ormbreaker]

"Right," Thor says in a tone of voice that suggests that he understands, but doesn't care very much for the answer.

"You aren't the only person that can protect Earth, you know." Thor idly itches the pup's back.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony didn't take his eyes off his other self, putting aside the eeriness of himself in full motion but still other. The AI was no less observant than the original in the way he simply studied Thor with his keen brown eyes, and he could practically hear the responses that went unsaid.

Blessedly, it remained silent, but then Tony remembered he hated silence. Thor's fingers dug in a bit more roughly, and he let out an exaggerated whine of discomfort to break the tension.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor stops petting dog Tony long enough to pick him up and plant a kiss to the top of his head.

"It's okay," he tells him. He wonders if the AI Tony is going to repeat this conversation to the actual Tony when he is no longer in this guise. Thor isn't sure he would want him to.

He gently sets the dog back down into his lap, stroking him long enough that Thor does indeed feel himself calming. After a minute or two has passed, he opens his mouth to speak again.

"You know I care about you," he says. "You've already said that you'll come with me if we aren't able to put a stop to it. Why won't you allow anyone to support you in the same way?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"I do things my own way. Always have." The projection turned his head with a sigh, relaxing his chin into his palm. "And now, with this many unknowns...I don't know what I can count on what I can't. It's nothing against you. I'm scared. That's when all my best work happens--or my dumbest decisions."

'Was that necessary?' Tony's ears laid flat against his head, but made no move to interject.

"I'll own that."

[st_ormbreaker]

"Just because you have done things one way doesn't mean you have to continue to do so," he says. "Humans are adaptable. They change. They become something greater far more easily than almost any species I've ever known." Asgardians included. Had Thor not been summarily cast down to Earth, he doubts he ever would have changed his ways. He had humans to thank for helping him to change them.

"You can't keep using that as an excuse."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"You're right." The AI agreed with startling ease. The anticipation of each response was getting exhausting, and Tony's small head lolled.

"We're pretty adaptable. So I'll ask this." He cast a look at his original, noting his response, and looked back to Thor. "What are you asking of me?"

[st_ormbreaker]

"It's not of you," he says, though maybe someday, if the original Tony dies, it might be. "He is headstrong. I can no sooner stop him from doing whatever he wishes than I can stop Loki." Loki, who was determined to throw his life away even now after seeing what their mother had shown him.

"I just want him to stay alive as long as he can. I don't want him to throw his life away. We can do it without him dying if he knows his limits." He scratches the pup right where neck meets back. "I just want him to believe it, too."

Because if he believed, maybe he wouldn't do something foolish that will get him killed.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

There were plenty of times that Tony Stark, inhabiting the body of a small dog, let the physical feedback loop take over simply because it was easier. Now, he was caught in the ultimate temptation to do so, but his human mind was possessed by emotion he wasn't prepared to face anytime soon. He simply remained where he was connected to Thor, burying his cheek into his warmth. Whatever expression his AI was making, he could no longer see.

"...You know." He heard his voice begin, and there was a flicker of light from the corner of his eye as the projection of his body stood. "I am Tony Stark. But I'm not the Tony Stark--if you wanna go there, anyway. I can only help as far as I'm allowed." He glanced at the dog once more and back again, as if seeking input. "But can I just say one thing? I've got my own will. It really sucks watching the man I love grieve without having a physical body to comfort him."

That was a bit unexpected. Tony nuzzled into Thor's thigh to make up for the fact his creation couldn't.

Satisfied with that much, the AI lingered before the helmet responsible for making his image, running a hand through his incorporeal hair. "I can't control what happens next. All I can do is hope I don't become a necessity."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor looks up at the AI and manages to pull together a smile.

"I mean no offense, but I hope you don't either." He says it lightly, but he's serious. He really hopes that Tony dies of old age with a cluster of little red-headed grandchildren that call Thor uncle.

Thor know that Tony probably wants that, too -- but Tony's not going to put his own wants above the rest of the universe.

Thor, on the other hand...

"It probably wouldn't have had to come to this --" Thor stops there before he can say anything else.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

“—If I’d never got shoved into that cave in Afghanistan.” He finished, turning around to lean back against the table.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor hums at that, his fingers, stopped a few moments before now running their hands through Tony's soft fur.

"You never told me what happened there."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

He shrugged a shoulder, tossing a little smile their way. “Story for another day.” Then, the holographic Tony Stark blinked out of existence. Before he could be missed, the Iron Man armor rose, picking up his helmet and putting it back on his shoulders. “Alright, it’s a sad day when I have to choose between having a physical body and being handsome.”

[st_ormbreaker]

"You could ask the other Tony to build you a proper body." Thor strains to remember the name of the scientist they met before Sokovia. He thought maybe she liked him, but now he can't even remember her name.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

“Nah. Staying in my lane with this one. Anything I’d get would be built off a grid that ain’t—“ He patted the glowing arc reactor, making the pup’s head rise back up. He sounded a few little yips that didn’t quite make it out of his throat.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor sets his pint-sized paramor on the couch beside him and stands to retrieve the platter. He rips off a bit of sausage and offers it to Tonypup.

"Built off a grid that ain't...?" he asks, as he sits back down.