Infinity

Chapter 20 Party Favors

"Ivanna, if I ha-"

"If you had known you wouldn't have left." I growl, "Of course you wouldn't have, but you did, and I had to clean up your mess, so save your apologies, I don't want them."

He looks hurt, but they have always said that the truth hurts. I have no sympathy for him, he abandoned his home when we most needed him. And for that- I cannot forgive him.

I head back to my room.

"Jarvis?" I ask, hoping the AI will answer.

"Yes, Ivanna?" He replies.

I look to the empty ceiling as if it were the source of the voice, "Let me know if Tony and Bruce make any advancements as long as the stone is involved."

"Of course."

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"Any progress?" I ask, walking into the lab.

"Unfortunately, none, and this is our last day." Tony says, "However, Jarvis is gonna keep running tests and let us know what happens. We have a party to attend."

I sigh and give Tony a sarcastic smile, "Of course."

"Don't act like you don't love parties."

"I don't have to act, Tony."

We walk out of the lab and into the penthouse. People are gathered all around. Some of which I've seen before, most of them I haven't. Some of them are familiar faces from shield.

I just stay towards the back, hiding around the bar and the other places until everyone leaves.

Just a few people remain, the avengers, Maria Hill, James Rhodes- or as he likes to be called- War Machine.

They sit toward the middle of the room, all surrounding one coffee table with Mjolnir on it. I stand beind the bar, refilling my drink.

"Whosoever be he worthy shall haveth the power!" Clint says, spinning drumsticks in his hands, "Whatever man! It's a trick."

I scoff from behind the bar.

"Well, please, be my guest." Thor says, gesturing toward Mjolnir.

"Really?" Clint asks, getting to his feet.

"Oh, This is gonna be beautiful." Rhodes says.

"Clint, it's been a tough week, we won't hold it against you if you can't get it up." Tony says, earning laughs around the room.

Clint wraps his hand around the handle, "You know, I've seen this before, right?" He pulls upward on the hammer, but it doesn't budge, "And I still don't know how you do it!"

"Smell the silent judgment?" Tony asks.

I pull a bar stool over and sit next to Natasha.

"Please, Stark, by all means." Clint says.

"Never one to shrink from an honest challenge." Tony says, rolling up his sleeves.

"Here we go." Natasha says.

"It's physics!" Tony says, grabbing the hammer, "So, if I lift it, I then rule Asgard?"

I laugh, "I'll make you my successor."

"I will be re-instituting Prima Nocta." He says, pulling on the hammer, but once again, it doesn't move, "I'll be right back."

He quickly returns with the hand of his ironman suit. He pulls on the handle, but fails again.

Rhodes quickly collects his gauntlet and pulls with Stark.

"Are you even pulling?"

"Are you on my team?"