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Moral Orel #31: “Numb” | October 10, 2008 - 12:15AM | S03E02

Moral Orel is back with it’s billed-on-screen final season. The killer what took it was network head Mike Lazzo not liking the darker direction the show was taking. Adult Swim shortened the season’s episode order from I think 20 to 13. Lazzo’s main gripe seemed to be that season three set out to further strip Orel of his innocence, a trait that made Lazzo love Orel. It also drove most of the comedy for the show. At least Dino got to use the season to end the show, I guess. 

This episode is a fucking masterpiece. It’s basically an Ingmar Bergman film about a woman (Bloberta) fucking various powertools to feel anything while trapped by her loveless marriage. The episode starts off with cinematic opening credits set to “No Children” by the Mountain Goats. I would be lying if I told you I knew of the Mountain Goats before this episode. But man, do they have some incredible songs. This is one of them. Clay and Bloberta are lying in their separate beds (divided by a pious barrier wall), not interacting with each other whatsoever. Clay gets up and takes Orel on the hunting trip they go on during season two’s two-part finale “Nature”. This episode is about what Bloberta does while they are out of the house. 

There are moments of meaningful continuity, like the fact that it takes place during Orel and Clay’s hunting trip as depicted in “Nature” parts one and two. There is also a scene where Bloberta is lovingly gazing at a secret photo album she owns that posteritizes her and Coach Stopframe’s extramarital affair. A series of photos spells out the plain fact that Shapey is Stopframe’s son. It also makes Bloberta realize that she somehow got her kid switched with the family from “The Lord’s Prayer”, a fact that went unnoticed by all but Orel since season two. In this episode, Bloberta gets her kid back, but winds up also keeping Block. 

Bloberta’s current pussy-pounding tools aren’t cutting it, so she winds up buying a handjack, which is basically just a slightly more wieldy jackhammer (The animation with Bloberta being led around by it after powering it on for the first time is so good. Episode shoulda won a freaking BEST PICTURE Oscar). She winds up having a fucked up relationship with her doctor, who gets off on asessing the aftermath of her destructive onanism. Doctor Potterswheel simply prescribes her pain pills, and sends her on her way. This resolves tragically when she finds a way to heal herself and he rejects her because of it. Doubly-tragic: he receives a phone call that her son has been shot by her husband while on their hunting trip. There’s a fairly clever moment where she’s staring at a poster in the doctor’s office, advocating for feeding your family fatty foods. This offers insight to the end of season two, where we see Bloberta feeding Orel a plate of bacon and eggs.

We also see Block at the end of Nature (part two), who runs out of the room. In this episode we see where he went: to sit on the staircase, dangerously playing with Bloberta’s hymen hammer, as seen by Clay while stumbling drunkenly upstairs to overhear the conversation Bloberta and Orel have about him in Orel’s Bedroom. Bloberta begins sobbing after leaving Orel’s room, but composes herself when she realizes Clay is there. She coldly turns from him and goes to their bedroom. He follows, and we return to a reprise of the overhead shot in the opening, with Clay and Bloberta just laying in their separate beds, almost as if they’re laying in separate coffins, waiting to die. A reprise of “No Children” kicks back in, and it’s just fucking brutal, man. I still remember the impact this episode had in 2008 when I saw it for the first time. This might actually be my favorite episode of the entire series. I am pretty sure it is?

Dino did one of AdultSwim.com’s Interactive Video Commentaries for this episode. That, unlike most of those things, actually exists thanks to the Australian DVD for Moral Orel, which got it’s entire series released over there. We only got 15 of the 43 episodes released in North America. It existed before that, because I actually downloaded the interview snippets from the website and cut it together. Dino did this with two other episodes this season, and I believe they were all preserved by the Australian release using a similar method from my own shoddy approximation. I even found a link to watch the thing, if you want. 

EPHEMERA CORNER:

44 Nights of Orel 

This season had a pretty interesting release schedule, thanks to the 44 night event aptly titled “44 Nights of Orel”. This is actually where I saw a lot of the episodes of Moral Orel for the first time, because my season two viewing was spotty at best. This was an interesting idea where Dino aired the entire series in a scrambled order so that the new episodes being shown would be preceded by ones that had the most bearing on their plots or somehow informed the new episode. Each episode was introduced by Dino and sometimes a special guest (like Scott, for example).  

“Numb” was preceded by “The Lord’s Prayer” for the origin of the “Block” and “Shapey” mix-up, and “Nature” (part one) and (part two).

[jeysecretive]

So, writing this down before I forget.

I was imagining a scene where all the Eggs were in their fortress in the testing center they had previously tested Sonic's speed in, you probably know what I mean. They took a huge amount of residual prism energy from somewhere after recovering the shatterverses, and tried to expand New Yoke's space with a portal device, slightly modified.

SO THE SCENE:

Sonic is standing in one middle of the room, separated by very strong glass(on the entrance side, the door of which was smashed in with Amy's hammer, and Eggmans have locked themselves in the other half, trying to run the transformation.

Sonic should yell something like:

"Hey y'all, this wasn't the deal!", He's bound to gesticulate a lot.

And he'll try to get into the other half to prevent doctors. But he won't make it.

Laughing evilly, one of the Eggs will press the conversion button. And the system will fail violently. Instead of expanding space, a single black portal will open, right where they were holding Sonic when they caught him at the beginning of the animated series. Sonic himself and all his friends from the original world will be watching it from behind glass from the other half of the room.

Air into portal will start blowing outwards in a tremendously powerful way, so much so that it will shatter the glass of the capsule, forcing all the doctors against the wall. All systems will begin signaling that this portal will engulf the entire tower if it is not closed. But none of the Eggs will be able to do so because they are pressed against the wall. Then all the doctors quickly crawl into the backup ship and fly away, angrily throwing to Sonic that it's his problem now.

At the very moment the eggs are out of sight, (Sonic and the others have no time to realize what to do in this situation and are confused and fidgeting) something large and black flies out of the portal.

It seems to pierce through the black glass of the portal (as if it had a protective film or barrier of black glass or matter, isolating the portal from everything else), and several times turning over in the air, (by the time approaching the second glass you can already see and hear that it is someone alive, and this someone turns to the armored glass with his feet) pierces through the armored glass, releasing streams of air outside.

Sonic gets in the way of the flying body. After knocking him down, unknown and hedgehog roll in the wind currents from the portal to the exit. Finally, after flying through and hit of unknown person several times, Sonic begins to fall outside the tower, screaming frantically.

But at the very last moment, his arm is caught by stranger. Unknown caught his hand on the platform's railing and caught Sonic's arm with his own hand.

"Uh... Thanks?" The unknown person starts swinging Sonic around and eventually lets him cling to the fence on his own. It's at this point that they both nearly get a long cleaver flying at their heads, but the unknown man easily catches it and folds it up with the press of a button.

It's at this point that we get a better look at him. Black (at first glance crudely made and heavy) boots almost to the knee on a rather high sole with serrations (you know, patterns on the soles of boots? That's what I mean), black gloves with small iron strips on each knuckle, a long black cloak, hiding almost the entire figure of the stranger (but the wind did not blow the hood off!), spacious pants, and finally a kind of spacious gray-dusty shirt, tied with some dilapidated ribbons. Some places on the garment were tied with scraps of cloth as well.

Sonic didn't have time to ask anything before the unknown man climbed onto the tower platform. Getting into a stable stance on all fours (like a track athlete, or Sonic, well, you get the idea) he pressed his feet lightly to the floor. From the soles of both boots with an iron "clink!" appeared rows of spikes, which strangely enough immediately clung tightly to surface. Abruptly placing his fists on the ground with knuckles down, the stranger released steel claws (like Sonic's, but smaller and more curved) with a new iron clang.

Then, yanking the hedgehog toward him, tearing his arms from the fence, stranger sped inside the tower at a sharp, powerful jump (despite the hurricane). Leaning Sonic against the wall (everyone else was there as well), the unknown person continued to move to where the portal was growing.

Sonic yelled "wait, don't, stop it's dangerous!" but stranger didn't listen to his cries. Once near the control room, he opened the control panel with lightning speed. After severing a few wires, the unknown began to type complex combinations on the control panel itself, fighting the storm from the portal. (At the same time, a siren was constantly blaring, and one of the intact screens was reporting the time until the absorption).

"Three": timer beeped - the unknown man pressed the big red button three times in succession-"two"-all the microcontrollers were set to full power-"one"-the stranger jerked the huge yellow switch on the dashboard with all his might. And everything went quiet. The wind stopped, but it was as if the tower was weightless. Pieces of broken glass, Sonic, his friends, began to float slowly upward in the air. The unknown man exhaled heavily, gripping the switch tightly, then, with a short growl, jerked the lever away from him once more all the way. The portal shuddered and shrank, this time blowing the wind inside, but with less force. A few shards managed to fly in before the portal slammed shut with a deafening "BWOOOOMMMM"

At this point, Sonic and his friends dropped to the floor, and watched mesmerized from the other end of the room, how the portal coming smaller and smaller.

Slowly releasing the lever, the stranger turned towards the boys.

"I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to talk. I swear, it's not every day I get sucked into an unexpected portal. But now that we're at least somewhat safe, let me introduce myself: I'm Jey, fighter, technician, hacker, and more."

Sonic, walking up to Jey, extends his hand:

"I'mm Sonic! Sonic the Hedgehog!"

"I know who you are. The only thing I'm intensely interested in is what's going on here."

"Uuuuuh... It's... It's hard to explain..."

And everyone turns to the consoles and screens, and then to the tower entrance. There's a shadow there.

END OF SCENE.

[selenaevander]

Prompt #26: Break a Leg

After the personally-humiliating Erasmus interview that made me the punchline of an absolutely overwhelming number of repetitive and uncreative jokes, I oscillated between defeat and consummate rage. There were days when I was ready to pack up my costume bags and find a new career, to perhaps pivot and become a lawyer or maybe a lawyer's disgustingly wealthy wife, but then there were others when the only thing I could focus on was searching for an open opportunity to have my revenge. Allow me to set the scene for you.

The season's films du jour were mostly comprised of musical romantic comedies, particularly after the surprise success of Gavrenti's Good Looking, a quirky script about two spies with ordinary identities who wind up assigned to spy on one another. It was a terrific watch, laced with black humor that buoyed what could have been awfully twee dialogue in other, less deft circumstances, and directors were scrambling to imitate its success. Valerie and I had both landed parts in somewhat uninspired, but well-enough-earning pieces that were particularly heavy on the dance numbers (and critics agreed that my technical prowess and grace in Baby Grand Piano were a marvel to behold, just for your information), and some genius or another had the idea to host a charity auction where we would perform stripped-back versions of our famous dance sequences with the winners. I grumbled about it at first, for who could match the deft partnership of dancing with Sebastian Baris-Bruno, but I gradually became wise to the fact that it could instead be the perfect chance to strike.

I knew Valerie was taking a particular medication for an infection she contracted while shooting on the set of Glimmer (not sexually-transmitted, to my knowledge, but would it surprise anyone?), because my girl saw her girl at the pharmacy covertly filling the prescription and promptly reported back to me. I also knew that she was avoiding alcohol, per what must have been her doctor's instructions, as I heard her use the excuse at a thespian's guild dinner several times throughout the night. But what Valerie didn't know, because I am a genius and the contents of her skull have the approximate texture and content of a baked potato, is that it also doesn't mix well with highly-fermented beverages, and can quickly onset nausea, vomiting, and fainting. What luck, then, that one forged rider sheet later ensured that every single juice, tea, and sparkling beverage offered in her dressing room fit that description exactly.

I could see her pale and sweating, wobbling in her heels as she attempted pivot turns in our rehearsal that threatened to snap her ankles. Before she swept out into the grand ballroom to make her unforgettable entrance, I made sure to call out to her in support as her knees quivered. "Break a leg, Valerie."

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[mineofilms]

Review of: Nefarious

“Nefarious” is a film based on the Steve Deace book called “A Nefarious Plot.” Steve Deace; host of the Blaze TV network show: “The Steve Deace Show,” is a Protestant man of faith, and is very bold about that faith. The show often has talks and discussions about the importance of faith. The movie “Nefarious” is billed as a horror movie and it's got an R rating, but there is literally no sexual content, overused profanity, excessive violence and gore except one scene near the end of the film, which probably granted it its R rating. This is a film your kid could potentially watch, but probably wouldn’t understand it enough to enjoy. However, if you were trying to ease your child into horror this would be acceptable for them to see. It is much more a “conceptual horror” flick than a straight horror flick.

Conceptual horror would be those thoughts that turn to things you think you see in the darker corners of your room at night that you cannot really make out, but you know it is there, and you know that it wants you to be afraid of it… And it is that feeling that just terrifies you to a point you cannot sleep well, if at all… It is not always all about seeing the focus-center of your monster on the screen, but rather seeing it in your imagination, and allow that to creep into your soul. The horror that kind of just stays with your after the fact. Hence, horror that only exists in concept and not physically on the screen.

SPOILERS AHEAD from this point…

“Nefarious” stars Sean Patrick Flanery and Jordan Belfi. It is set in a prison where convicted serial killer, Edward Wayne Brady (Flanery), is about to be executed at 11:00 PM that evening. A final psychiatric evaluation is necessary to prove that Edward is competent to be executed. Doctor James Martin (Belfi) is brought in to question him only to be told by Edward that he is a demon named NeFarious. Their dialogue, banter and exposition comprises the vast majority of the film.

On the good ole, INTERNET some are labeling this movie as a Christian horror film. This movie is not a Christian Horror Movie… Sure, it has Christianity in it. It is discussed, but this story is told more from an atheist or agnostic point of view or perspective, and not necessarily is a purely Christian one. While it brings some things of faith to the surface it isn't drenched in it. The NeFarious entity refers to itself as “a being” and an “entity” several times. It even complains about the label of being called a "fallen angel." While NeFarious is explaining to the Doctor what he is, he uses the word “Demon,” but in the context of describing himself much easier to save a longer drawn out conversation about what he actually is, which he winds up doing anyway during the progression of the evaluation.

After looking into this more and seeing interviews with the filmmakers (Chuck Konzelman, Cary Solomon) it is closer to Christians making a movie for non-Christians. I found it takes a far more agnostic approach to the theology parts of the story, which is exactly how I want to see content like this debated on film. If this film is Christian-based --it is stripped way way down to its core elements and really doesn't focus on the "good book's" aspects. It uses more logic, common sense and creativity to explain these things. To me, it treats Christianity much like Darren Aronofsky’s 2014 film, “Noah;” like a big misunderstood concept and humans just ran with that, making things up along the way, and saying it is “God’s WILL” for the past twenty centuries.

Christianity has always lacked much common sense, logic, and dare not be “too” creative with its teachings or the pit you shall go 😆. If you want a strictly Christian-based horror movie, find something else. Those old “Left Behind” movies from the 90s come to mind. If you want a horror movie that touches on; “what if it is all real,” in a realistic more logical style then this movie is awesome. Sean Patrick Flanery gives the performance of a lifetime. So much dialog and exposition in this, but damn is it good... It is worth it just for Sean’s performance as Edward Wayne Brady aka NeFarious...

This is a psychiatric evaluation so there is a lot of psychology here. NeFarious has struggles staying in control of Edward’s body from time to time during the evaluation. He has all these facial tics that might suggest he is trying to hypnotize Doctor Martin and plant the suggestion that he is, in-fact, a demon possessing Edward and not just a split personality dominating Edward’s mind at the time.

My only real mission here is to promote the film so others will see it and make their own evaluations, and judgements about the story and the film itself. If you have read the book it does differ from the film in the respect that it is less Christian and more Agnostic perspectives at play. As I stated above, Sean Patrick Flanery’s performance is epic here. I’d dare say it is best performance of his career as a complex character. I have seen many of his films, both the popular ones and the ones most probably never saw. During those early 2000’s loads of independent films were made that had a soft DVD release and never made it to national theaters or movie channels. This is all before streaming channels were available and I only had access to these DVDs due to where I worked and what I did at that job to know where to find these limited releases. Many of these films would either star or co-star Sean Patrick Flanery.

Sean is always solid in his performances but this one is special. Not only is he believable as a possible other worldly being, but just as believable if he is a person with multiple personalities at play. Sean has been on record to say this is the most important movie he has ever made and with his performance here I believe that to be true. I hope the streaming services give this film a fair shake as some of the other rubbish that gets distribution deals on these streaming platforms do. This movie is one of those movies that everyone should give a watch. Even if you do not care about the subject matter. As this reviews says, it is told from a more Agnostic perspective. The idea is to make your own judgements here. Give “Nefarious” a shot wherever you can find it. Rent “Nefarious” on Vudu, Amazon Prime Video, or buy it on Vudu, Amazon Prime Video.

Review of “Nefarious” by David-Angelo Mineo 9/2/2023 1,137 Words

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I’ll fix it

Pairing: Tony Stark x Avenger Female Reader.

Summary: Everything changed the day Tony Stark felt your body fall apart in his hands, from then on a struggle to try to bring you back to him began.

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of death. Time travel.

Word count: 6283

A/N: Avengers Endgame. Some of the dialogue is taken from the film. Sorry for my spelling and grammatical mistakes, English is not my native language, I am learning.

Reader’s abilities: Master Martial Artist,  experienced in espionage, talented Hacker.

There was a turning point in Tony Stark’s life, that moment when everything changed, when like ashes you scattered through space, when your body disappeared leaving motes of your essence in his hands.

The battle to save humanity was lost the moment the time stone, protected by Doctor Strange, found its way into Thanos’ Gauntlet, leaving only a single chance to deal with a successful end to the final battle. All of you present had led the fight with acuity, but there was little you could do, you knew that as you fell one by one. Your bodies lay in the ruins of the once superpowered planet, waiting for someone with the will to continue fighting death, Tony was the last one standing until Thanos managed to strip him of his own Iron Man suit, stabbing him in the side with the sword Tony had created with his nanonites. Something snapped inside you, causing the relentless pain in your joints to fade and you managed to get up, before the wizard offered him the last stone and Quill unsuccessfully tried to stop him before Thanos vanished.

“Tony,” you whispered awkwardly reaching out to him, wrapping your arms around his body.

The exhaustion was such that you both let yourselves fall and ended up sitting in the ashes of that place. You brought your faces close together, facing each other, letting them rest, feeling your connection again. The bruises showed what you had suffered, open wounds that allowed blood to spread freely over every part of your face. You had just lost too much, it was a break between before and after, but the one thing you couldn’t bear to lose was him. Tony covered his cut with the last of his remaining nanonites, expressing an inward groan of relief, allowing himself to think again about what had happened.

“Why would you do that?” he muttered pleadingly, looking at Strange, who stood a few feet away from you.

“We are in the endgame now.”

That had a meaning, only Vision’s name came to mind, he was the only one who could stop that, the one who possessed the last stone, the mind stone.

Little by little, the reunion of those present was the only thing that eased the pain, you were all there, none of you had suffered worse consequences. The silence of the planet made your skin crawl, warning that this could happen to the earth if the snapping were to happen. You and Tony stumbled to your feet, watching as Peter came to you.

“Something’s happening,” your gaze connected with Mantis who had just said those words.

You had never felt so much fear inside you, until you saw how his body seemed to extrapolate and turn into ashes that disappeared moments later. The mental and bodily blockade came over everyone present, the terror professing itself through their features. Tony’s fingers clung to your right arm, barely moving from where Mantis was before he vanished.

You all looked around anxiously, hoping to find some answer to the event that had just occurred, but you only saw Drax turning to ashes, joint by joint disappearing.

“Quill?” Drax looked at him as little by little his friend’s body parts dissolved.

“Steady, Quill,” with those words Tony increased the pressure of his fingers on your arm, showing his own insecurity.

“Aw, man,” Quill whispered before melting into the wind.

It had happened, no one could have stopped him, Thanos had gotten the five infinity stones and had done the snap. No one present had any idea how it had happened, but it was clear, your worst fears had been realised.

“Tony,” Strange muttered, causing the few of you present to focus your gaze on him. “There was no other way.”

And so it was that another one turned to ashes. But it wasn’t over yet.

“Mr. Stark?” Tony and you noticed that Peter was starting to wobble, your gazes were horrified at him. “I don’t feel so good…”

“You are all right,” Tony’s words sounded confident, but hid the fear he felt inside.

“I don’t know what’s – I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t–” Peter managed to reach you, falling into Tony’s arms, who wrapped his arms around him and pinned him to the ground. “I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go, Mr. Stark, please. Please, I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go…” his voice was broken with sobs. “I’m sorry.”

You walked away from the scene, holding your hands to your face as you watched your partner’s body disappear, leaving a void in its place. So, in that moment you realised that your terror was based on the loss of your loved ones, of your family that they had become, you were not afraid of disappearing, you were afraid of them disappearing. You staggered a few steps away, unable to come to terms with what you were witnessing at that very moment, although you didn’t have time either, as a faint tingling sensation appeared in your lower extremities.

“Tony…” a faint tone came from within you, but his reaction was immediate.

“No,” he said, standing up.

You’d never seen him look at you like that before, it broke you to contemplate his watery eyes and fully dilated pupils, expressing desperation, being unable to do anything about it to stop it.

“I…” your voice trailed off.

“I got you, I got you,” his voice was broken, but rigid. “I- I promise I’ll fix this, I’ll fix this.”

You could feel his arms around your body with intensity, the warmth of his body reaching yours, but it was only an instant before you stopped feeling everything and disintegrated into ashes in his hands.

The secular emptiness came a few seconds later to Tony, it was the moment when he understood what had happened and what it meant. He belonged to that 50% of the population that had a second chance, but you were that 50% that had turned to dust from one instant to the next. A feeling indescribable to his mind invaded every inch of his body, he was lost, looking around him, hoping that it was all a nightmare from which he could wake up, but it was clear that he was living in real life, because you were not the only one who disappeared. Completely shattered, he walked through the ruins looking for an answer, some sign to hold on to, to tell him what to do, but it never came.

Time became his enemy, what happened made him realise that every step without you is a moment of his life lost. First it was days, then weeks, then months, then years, he spent a long period of time working against the clock, looking for a way to solve what happened, to come back to you. Thousands of ideas were discarded without coming to a definitive conclusion that could counteract the effects of the snap. Tony knew that if he gave up it would mean losing you forever, the life you had imagined so many times, which you never got to because of the countless missions and obstacles along the way. You were almost on the verge of touching it with your fingers once, after all that happened in Sokovia and the signing of agreements you opted to embrace the simple life, but Thanos and the stones came along and shattered your lives.

Tony had converted the cabin he built for you and didn’t have time to show you, into his own lair. He spent the hours locked away, barely sleeping, at least for the first four years, then he declined, until one day, the light seemed to brighten and his old companions appeared, offering him one last chance to get what he was looking for.

“Now, we know what it sounds like…” Scott was leaning against the wooden porch.

“Tony, after everything you’ve seen, is anything really impossible?” Steve looked at him with concern, Tony’s appearance had deteriorated over the years. He looked exhausted and full of unresolved doubts.

“I must say I sometimes miss this foolish optimism,” he grimaced, a grimace resembling a smile. “Quantum fluctuation messes with the Planck Scale, which then triggers the Deutsch Proposition. Can we agree on that?” his tone rose. “In Layman’s terms, it means you’re not coming home.” he paused. “What do you think I’ve been doing for these five years? Do you think I haven’t thought about it already?”

“I came back,” Scott interjected.

“No, you accidentally survived,” Tony cut him off. “It’s a billion to one cosmic fluke. And now you wanna pull off a…. What do you call it?”

“A time heist?” said Scott smiling nonchalantly.

“Yeah, a time heist. Of course,” Tony frowned putting his index finger to his lips. “Why didn’t we think of this before? Oh, because it’s laughable? Because it’s a pipedream?”

“When did you give up?” cut Steve off with rudeness in his tone of voice. “When did you give up? When did you give her up?”

Those were the words that made Tony rise from his seat, tilt his face to one side and force his facial expression.

“You have no idea,” she approached him, pointing her index finger at him. “Where have you been for these five years? Creating an armada of joint therapy groups? Has that helped?”

“Tony…” Natasha interjected, but he barely paid attention.

“While you were out here with your army of crybabies I was out here, day after night trying to find a solution to undo this mess we’ve created,” Tony paused, clenched his jaw and sighed deeply. “So don’t come to me now and say I’ve given it all up for lost.”

It was clear that Steve knew how to set Tony’s mind in motion, he knew where it hurt and how he could reignite their old friendship, it only took him naming you for him when the group left to pick up on every loose end he had created over those last few years.

It was hours of thought processes, of proposing to himself the quantum possibilities that could work, but more importantly the consequences, what could happen and what number of percentages existed to bring you all back. It didn’t take him long to come up with a way out, completely illogical to anyone except those who were as crazy as he was. So it was that after all this time he arrived at the New Avengers facility.

“Why the long face?” the car stopped in front of Steve. “Let me guess, it turned him into a baby.”

“Among other things,” Steve shoved his hands into his trousers pockets and looked straight ahead. “What are you doing here?”

“Not giving her up,” Tony shrugged and got out of the car, introducing himself to Steve, who smiled. “Mind you, I don’t plan to participate in any of your open tears.”

That opened a process of slow reconstruction of the events of the past years. It opened wounds, showed the aftermath, but also reunited all the Avengers who had managed to survive Thanos’ snap. The important thing is that there were enough Pym particles for a round trip for everyone present. But the important thing was to find out where the stones were located depending on the time.

They were fortunate, or rather lucky, that three of the stones met at one point in their own history in New York City, precisely during the Chitauri invasion. That was bound to cause a bitter memory for Tony, but it suddenly changed when he found out what it meant, he would go back there, he would do that mission, and you would be there. You were there when in 2012 the Avengers faced the invasion in New York, it was your first mission, when you were all recruited, when you met for the first time.

“Okay, we have a plan,” Steve reported after he had organised the teams. All eyes were focused on a screen showing the stones and their location. “Six stones, three teams, one shot.”

It was clear that what they were about to face was something completely new, none of them had had time to perhaps acquire the necessary skills to tackle this new job, new mission. It was back to the past, at least they had the advantage of knowing what the future held, of knowing what would be in store for them if they failed to succeed in their tasks.

“Five years ago, we lost.” Steve began a speech to his colleagues positioned in circles on the starting platform. “All of us. We lost friends… We lost family… We lost a part of ourselves,” Steve and Tony’s eyes met. “Today, we have a chance to take it all back.” he paused slightly. “You know your teams, you know your missions. Get the stones, get them back. One round trip each. No mistakes. No do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know. But it doesn’t mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other. This is the fight of our lives. And we’re gonna win,” silence filled the room.“Whatever it takes. Good luck.”

After those words, which were encouraging for all the events that were to follow, a space loop embraced each of them, transporting them through time and space, rendering their matter insignificant. Their bodies separated between space cavities transporting them to the right time.

Tony, along with Bruce, Steve and Scott, appeared in an alleyway in New York City in 2012. The smell of dust and molten iron wafted into their nasal cavities. Everything around him was in ruins, the great skyscrapers looked like they were part of a film of the earth’s extinction, it reminded him of some of his worst fears, but it didn’t distract him because he knew how it was going to end.

“We all have our tasks,” Steve informed them, looking around at an overturned car. “Two stones on the outskirts, one in the centre. Keep a low profile,” he shifted his gaze to Tony, who nodded, raising his hands. “Keep an eye on the time.”

Given the orders the group made a point of dispersing, but Steve held Tony’s arm for a second, focusing his gaze on him.

“Are you going to be all right?” His blue eyes showed concern, including his voice as well.

“Of course,” he shrugged nonchalantly. “I’ve been through this once, I can do it again.”

With that said, Tony attached the Iron Man suit to his body and disappeared from the scene. Although his statement exuded self-assurance, he seemed to crumble a little when he reached the top of the Chrysler Building, finding himself in front of Stark Tower. His android vision allowed him to take in the scene taking place on the top floor of his old Tower. There stood the group of Avengers, surrounding Loki, holding him back, he knew that moment as if he had lived it only yesterday, but what almost made his heart stop was to find your figure there. The thrusters of his suit brought him closer to the Tower, accessing the interior through one of the open windows and keeping himself hidden behind some sculptures.

The suit disappeared from his body, becoming Tony Stark again, it was almost unheard of for him, there you were, as if time had never passed. His steps were slow, but he seemed to be completely lost, watching your every move, as if he had no job to do, and his only mission was to watch you. He could not escape the hundreds of memories that came back to him, he even felt guilty about numerous things he had said, done, or not said and done.

“Alright, who gets the wand?” you said holding up Loki’s sceptre.

Your words at that moment came to 2023 Tony with a wide smile, to hear your voice so close to him again and not through any electronic device made a lump form in his throat.

“Are you all right, dude?” Scott cut the moment short.

Tony realised at that very moment that Scott had been on his right shoulder the entire time, a fact that brought all his senses back into focus on the scene he was reliving. The lift opened, ushering in the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who were actually Hydra, but none of you knew it at the time.

“All right, you’re up, little buddy. There’s our stone,” Tony whispered to Scott.

“All right,” Scott took up position on his partner’s shoulder. “Flick me.”

There Scott’s mission began, and he made his way to the Tony of the past to join him. The scene on the top floor of Stark Tower continued as if nothing strange was going on.

“You got it?” you asked the past Tony, watching as he put the tesseract into the briefcase.

“Yep,” he replied, closing the case and looking at you with a half smile.

“By the way, how about that drink afterwards Miss Y/L/N?”

“Interesting that you can think of a drink Mr. Stark,” you said crossing your arms over your chest.

“Oh, when I buy someone a drink I’m not just thinking about drinking,” he winked at you to which you narrowed your eyes and headed towards the lift with the other companions. “Is that a yes?”

“Well I try,” muttered the Tony of the present to himself, who inevitably couldn’t hold back a smile as he saw with his own eyes that moment and your way of rejecting it, for it was the beginning of too many things. So, as you all disappeared down the lift he too made his way to his new assigned position.

“ Okay, Cap, I got our scepter in the elevator just passing the 80th floor,” he informed Steve over the intercom. “I’ll head down the hall.”

Steve had his mission, to get the sceptre by pretending to be a Hydra agent in front of those who really were and were now guarding the briefcase. Meanwhile, Tony took over one of the security uniforms of the Shield agents, to impersonate one of them and get the briefcase that had the tesseract inside that was now in the possession of the former Tony.

The avengers arrived at the lobby, Scott in thumb size’, that’s what Tony liked to call him, had to get inside the reactor of his victim to produce a small shock, and so everyone would focus their gaze on the old Tony, while the one from 2023 got hold of the briefcase, but things didn’t go as planned.

“I’m looking forward to going to Shawarma Palace,” Tony was standing next to you, “We could take it as our first date, what do you think?”

“Interesting,” you said, barely looking at him but with a slight smile on your face, “It’ll be great to say that genius billionaire Tony Stark asked me out for shawarma on our first date.”

“You forgot about philanthropist and Playboy,” he added, raising an eyebrow.“So that’s… Oh, Mr. Secretary!”

The conversation with Shield’s superior began, it was the ideal time where Scott had the opportunity to carry out his mission, for the tesseract was disappearing at that moment, and it would be tricky to access it again.

“All right, move it, Stuart Little. Things are getting dicey up here. Let’s go,” Tony informed Scott over the intercom.

It looked like everything was going down the drain, as Scott was in trouble for giving him a cardiac arrhythmia, however, everyone was stunned when at that moment Tony’s body stopped, and then began to convulse and fall to the ground. Your expression suddenly changed, as did the others.

“Tony?” you asked, dropping down beside Tony, worried about what was happening to him.

“Medics!” exclaimed the Tony Stark of 2023, taking in the scene. “You guys, some help!”

“Talk to me,” you said grabbing his face, which was completely flushed since he couldn’t breathe.

“Aw, she’s worried,” the present Tony muttered to himself.

“Is that the machine in your chest?” Thor, who was standing next to him, asked.

Meanwhile Scott, who had emerged from the reactor in the chest of the Tony of the past, pushed hard on the briefcase so that the Tony of the future could take it in his hands and go in search of a way out, but in that instant the Hulk suddenly appeared knocking Tony down, opening the briefcase, making the tesseract fly out and land at the feet of Loki who took it in his hands and disappeared.

“Come on Tony breathe,” you said looking at Thor hoping he would do something about it.

“I’ll try something, but I don’t know if it will work,” Thor brought his hammer to Tony’s chest, specifically the reactor and offered him a small shock, bringing the air back into his lungs. “Yes!”

“Whew, that worked a treat,” he said between gasps, looking at both of us. “Dude, that was crazy,” he thought. “The case.”

“Uhh, the case is…” Thor looked around.

“Where is the case?” you asked getting up trying to intercept him with your gaze.

“Where is Loki?” exclaimed Thor. “Loki!”

Meanwhile, ten meters away from the scene, the Tony from the future was completely knocked to the ground, after the Hulk knocked him down.

“Oh, we blew it,” Tony said without barely getting up, listening to all the conversation you had a few feet away.

The Tony of the future got up and opted to walk through the door leading to the stairs before anyone noticed him, for due to the Hulk’s untimely and shocking appearance, there were hardly any people left in the hall, apart from the Avengers and the Shield agents, of which he was undercover. However, as he was walking down a long corridor on the third floor, something stopped him.

“Excuse me agent,” your voice appeared as if it were an apparition behind him, causing him to stop his steps. “I must ask you to stay in the hall, we need to question everyone present in case we find evidence of what just happened.”

This was completely new, Tony hadn’t experienced it, he didn’t know what was going to happen or how he would best act on this occasion, but he knew that if he turned around you would most likely recognise him, as the black helmet and goggles barely covered his face, leaving the lower part of his face uncovered. At the same time, you kept a SIG Sauer P226 in your hand just at hip level, waiting at all times to watch the reactions of the man in front of you.

“Of course,” said Tony, changing his tone of voice slightly, making it deeper than usual, but still he just kept his position, his back to you.

“Could you turn around and come with me?” you asked with a frown, brushing your fingers over the gun and feeling a bad feeling inside you, for there was something that didn’t sit right with you.

Tony took a deep breath and lowered his face, there were a thousand ideas running through his mind right now, he didn’t know which one was worse than the last, so he connected several pieces and took one that would produce some personal gain, for worse than they were already, perhaps, things couldn’t get any worse.

“Are you sure?”

Slowly Tony’s body turned 180 degrees to face you. His features were obvious, his brown eyes accompanied by honey-coloured flecks, his beard so neatly trimmed, and those full lips, all 100% Tony Stark. But it was obvious to you that this was a trap, Loki had disappeared and you were aware of his every ability to deceive, after all he was the master of mischief. You didn’t stop for a moment to take the gun in your hands and point it firmly in his face, you had a clean shot.

“Loki…” you whispered frowning and squinting one eye to improve your aim.

“Not exactly,” Tony held up his hands retreating back a step, but showing no nervousness at all at the situation. “God, how I resent you mistaking me for him.”

It was at that precise moment, when he had you two metres away pointing a gun to his head, that he realised how long those five years had been, five years without being able to look at your face, without hearing your voice, without your caresses, without your kisses… for which he would die in those moments of your gunshot. He found himself with his hands raised, his body totally paralysed and his lips half-open, in love with you. You were not really the woman he had left behind, it was 2012 and many of your features were changed, but it was you.

“Where is the tesseract?” you asked, bringing him back to his senses. “What have you done with it?”

“That’s what I want to know,” he replied casually and slowly lowered his hands, knowing that bullet wasn’t going to be fired at him.

Tony’s mind worked fast, he was quick in his thoughts and in his actions, although sometimes that could get him into serious trouble because of the consequences of his actions, so he had no idea what he was doing at that moment, because his whole body was begging him to have a meeting with you and so he did. Now it was time to figure out where to go with the situation, but Tony was not a great planner, he flowed with time.

“By the way, did you get rid of that damn FBI agent yet? What was his name?” Tony knew how to test you to make you realise he wasn’t Loki. “Ah yes, Agent Chatter, god, how I hated him. I would have loved to see you spill champagne all over his scalp.”

“How do you… How do you know that?” your voice sounded gruff, but quizzical at the same time, even though you had no intention of conversing with him you were curious as to how the hell he had found out that information, as Tony was the only one who called Matthew ‘Agent Chatter’.

“You told me,” he said taking a step towards you, closing the distance, causing you to back away. “I told you, I’m not Loki.”

“I’ve never told anyone what happened with Matthew,” your breath hitched as you realised you didn’t understand what was going on.

“Well, you haven’t really told me yet,” he narrowed his eyes and cocked his head to one side.

You remained thoughtful for a couple of seconds. “I know exactly what you’re doing,” you tightened your grip on the gun, your hands beginning to sweat. “Your mind games aren’t going to work on me.

The moment was complex to explain, Tony had hundreds of possibilities to offer you in that moment and for you to discover that it wasn’t Loki in front of you, he knew how he could deal with the situation, but he wanted you to be the one to figure it out for yourself. He was playing with fire, he knew better than anyone how space-time worked, but he had an ace up his sleeve, an ace that Steve was carrying at that moment and he would use it later.

Tony slowly brought his hands to his face, causing you to fix your aim again with his moments, you feared what he might do next, for anything was to be expected with Loki, but Tony merely removed his helmet and goggles, dropping them to the ground exposing his full face to you.

A strange feeling came over your body, it was obviously a familiar face, you had spent numerous hours with Tony Stark in the previous weeks, but it wasn’t really your Tony standing before you. The features looked aged, more wrinkles were in the key parts of his face, grey hair was showing through his hair and also in his beard. Concentrating on analysing each of his features made you soften your grip on the gun.

"It’s me,” he murmured, making another attempt to move towards you, and succeeded, bringing the barrel of the gun down on his chest, clattering against his reactor. He gingerly reached out his arm, reaching up to your face and brushing aside a lock of your hair. “I can’t explain too much, but…”

“Tony?” a new voice joined your encounter, snapping you out of your abstraction. “What are you doing?”

Again you put distance between you and Tony, wary of what had just happened and rather guilty for letting yourself be bamboozled by Loki. You looked at the Captain who was coming from the far end of that long hallway and was just now standing metres away from you.

“It’s not Tony, Captain, it’s one of Loki’s tricks,” you explained without looking away from Tony who was looking at Steve a little guilty about the situation that had been created. “Captain, warn the others, inform them that we have Loki on the third floor of the west wing.”

“I. Am. Not. Loki,” Tony qualified each of his words somewhat irritated that you still believed it was Loki. “Can you tell her Cap?”

“Tony, what the hell are you doing?” Steve used a gruff tone, now the one who sounded irritated was him, as he was unaware of where Tony’s plans were headed.

“Shit,” Tony whispered turning his gaze towards him.“When they put that serum in your veins they offered you the gift of inopportunity, didn’t they?”

For you everything was much more confusing, your quick analysis of the situation and the two figures that stood before you had many gaps of information. You knew those guys, you had spent more hours of your life with them than with your family, you had studied them, you had analysed them and really that Steve and Tony that were before you were not the same guys, and there was only one Loki, both could not be Loki, at least within your logic, although with Loki anything goes. But what you realised was that the captain was holding the sceptre, why was the captain holding the sceptre right now?

“I’m sorry Tony, but we have to go,” he repeated firmly, which brought you back to reality.

“I don’t think either of you are going anywhere,” you quickly pulled a new pistol from the back of your suit, two guns for two people standing in front of you.

That elicited a sigh of disgust from Steve, who raised his hands, raising the sceptre in one hand and the shield in the other, halting his stride in his tracks.

“What was your bright idea Tony?” he asked seriously.

“I don’t know Cap, you know I like to improvise,” he shrugged his shoulders without taking his eyes off you, raising his hands and giving you a wide and warm smile, which didn’t affect you at all.

“Great, so improvise if you don’t want me to,” Steve sentenced him without moving from his position.

“She’s mine,” Tony slowly brought his hand to his chest, where he offered himself a couple of taps and the armour ran over every millimetre of him, covering his limbs.

Was Loki really capable of that? Confusion engulfed you, it had all your senses alert, your mind asking a hundred questions you couldn’t answer. But if it’s not any of them Loki who are they?

Tony looked at Steve’s sceptre, that was the only key way out he could think of, but since he had laid all his cards on the table, he wasn’t going to leave without doing one thing first, so he started to close the gap with you.

“If you take one more step…” you began to say, backing down the long corridor of Stark Tower.

“Honey, surely my 2012 self would punch me if he knew his 2023 self was going to do what I’m about to do,” he started to approach you which made you stand on guard, “since I’d take all the credit away from him, because he won’t do it for another two years or so, but…” between the words and his approach you blocked and pulled the trigger of the gun pointed at him, causing the bullet to hit and fall to the ground. “Hey! That hurt, well, not physically, but you just hurt my feelings.”

“Don’t come any closer…” you muttered, aiming both pistols at Iron Man’s armour.

Your gesture was profoundly in vain, as your footsteps stopped and Tony was close enough to grab the pistols tightly and wrestle them out of your hands, throwing them into the distance, unable for you to avoid. At that exact moment, Iron Man’s suit disappeared, allowing you to look at him again, much closer than the first time. You didn’t know if it was a mind game, but you could almost feel a strange connection between your gazes, the way he looked at you as if he wanted to tell you something, as if he was hiding a long way in them.

“God, I’d almost forgotten what your face…” Tony’s words were inconclusive, but he voiced a smile at the end of them.

What? you wanted to ask out loud, it was so strange, so incomprehensible to you that you were almost terrified at that moment. His eyes looked at you as if they had known you all your life, as if you had lived too many moments together to remember them all, and you just wanted to ask him about it, but you did not. Tony’s arm was around your waist before you could even react and he pulled you close to him, his lips firmly against yours. For Tony it was one of the best sensations of his life, every limb seemed to fill with energy, his skin bristled, he placed his other hand on your back preventing you from fleeing if you had any intention of doing so. He felt your body scent envelop him again after so many years away from you and it brought a lump to his throat. He didn’t want to separate from you, he couldn’t separate from you, he was terrified inside, he could hardly move his lips, for he feared you would run away if he did.

On your part it was something completely unexpected that you didn’t know how to carry out, it seemed that your common sense was lost somewhere, as if it had extrapolated from your body and didn’t act. Your eyes remained open for the first few seconds, observing the nothingness, but when you felt his second hand on your back to bring you closer to him, they closed very slowly, as if you expected to receive an answer from this act to your numerous doubts. You held still, with no intention of separating yourself from him. You wouldn’t deny that you hadn’t thought about what it would be like to kiss Tony Stark, but that wasn’t the Tony Stark you knew.

It was time that decided when to end it, Tony’s face was the one that put distance, but his minus was still glued to your back. He leaned his forehead against yours, exposing his ragged breath against your face.

“Who are you?” you whispered against his lips without opening your eyes yet.

Tony pulled back a few inches, opened his eyes and brought his hands to your face analysing every facial feature before him, running his thumb over your cheeks and lips.

“I promise I’ll fix it,” he whispered feeling himself. “It’ll be all right.”

“What…  What will be alright?” your hesitation felt present in your words, it was incomprehensible what he was saying.

“I…” began Tony.

As if the breath stopped in your lungs, you took one last exhale before everything went dark and you hips surrendered in Tony’s arms. The tip of the sceptre had grazed your body causing you to enter a deep sleep from which when you awoke you would possibly think that everything you had experienced was a dream, or that it was really Loki who was playing with you.

“It would have been rather more gentlemanly of you to let me do it,” Tony looked at Steve spitefully as he held your body in his hands.

A fearful sigh escaped Tony’s lips as he carefully laid your body on the floor and ran his palm over his face, facing a voice that told him he couldn’t leave.

“Tony, we can’t leave any loose ends,” Steve whispered as he watched Tony continue to hold you in his arms. “I know how much you want to get back to her. So the sooner we get this over with, the sooner you’ll be reunited,” Steve rested his hand on Tony’s shoulder. “By the way, where do you have the tesseract?”

“Interesting question…”

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