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]

"You think I can train him to catch a frisbee?"

Thor looks down at the pup appraisingly. He's not entirely sure the pom can even lift a frisbee, let alone catch one.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony looked back up at Thor, pondering how long the 'witless dog' act should be carried out. 'Ah hell. Whatever. Let him have his fun.' Once he cleared the shreds of meat from his jaws, he jumped down and stretched out his fluffy legs, pacing in expectant circles for playtime.

"Only one way to find out, I'd say. Be gentle." The AI rubbed his chin, picturing the original reduced to a fine mist with a projectile thrown by the God of Thunder.

[st_ormbreaker]

"I will be very careful." Thor is the very picture of serious. "He is absolutely precious to me. I assure you, no harm will come to him."

Thor rises to his feet, offers the AI a smile, then smiles down at the tiny Tonypup. "We should go find a frisbee, then. I think I saw one in the lost and found."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

At that, Tony was reminded of his original mission. He started and struck all his limbs out at the ready, holding Thor's stare for a moment before spinning in a blur of brown and speckled black and white and shooting off like a bullet out the door.

[st_ormbreaker]

"Tony!"

Thor gives the Tony AI a quick nod of appreciation, then bolts after Tony, leaving him alone with a half-finished plate of cheesy sausage and bacon.