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"…JARVIS…?" Tony said tentatively.

"Sir."

"…what's going on?"

"There are currently one thousand, four hundred and seventeen cats of varying breeds occupying the facility, sir," JARVIS' tone was tired, as if this was somehow obvious, something that Tony should've known already.

"You did ask for a demonstration," Loki said blithely.

Lukekaa ihmeessä jos Frostiron kiinnostaa yhtään pätkää :''D

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An hour had passed, and the situation was dire. Loki was sitting in his corner with five black cats, looking remarkably unconcerned. Tony, however, was…well, he had carried out what he liked to call a strategic withdrawal and was, as Fury put it, hiding in his lab like a princess in a fucking castle.