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The Bitty Version of Stark Tower, Sunday Morning

Well, Steve invited Thor to come live with them at the tower. Well, kind of Thor? Tony hadn't really gotten the details of that whole deal, but was different enough for him to assume this was another universe version, but who was he to ever turn down a friend? Alternate universes and all be damned!

Which was why Tony managed to go snag some pastries from the shop in town to bring as a sort of welcome basket. Also because it was an incredibly awkward holiday for him and he was just going to do some stuff to avoid it.

So he put the food down in the common area kitchen of the guest suites and then frowned at the lack of coffee before getting that started. "J, make sure to double the grocery delivery, okay?"

[for the folks who live therein!]

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"Holy shit," Steve said, choking on his bear claw on the other side of the room.

"Steve!" Thor exclaimed, substantially more warmly than he had greeted his husband. "Though you are not the man I know, it is good to see your face, my friend."

"And yours," Steve said, just as warmly, making his way over to give Thor a hug. "I've missed you!"

"And I you," Thor assured him, returning the embrace warmly ~~not like that, you pervs~~. "It has been too long."

It probably would not take much effort for Steve to work out that he was super dead where Thor came from.

"How long has it been for you?" Steve asked. "You went to space after we defeated Ultron and haven't been in contact since."

"Years," Thor said, and, "I was dead."

So there was that.

Steve blinked. "But now you're...better?"

Can you get better after being dead?

The corner of Thor's mouth turned up as he said, "I was told that I am still needed in this world."

"We must really be cocking things up in your world if you had to come back from the dead to fix it," Steve said. "I'd think you deserve the rest."

You would think so, but they were really cocking things up in his world, Steve. Like you would not believe. But since he didn't want to talk about all of that hot mess, he said only, "I am the only one who can restore Asgard. As it should be."

"Someone wrecked Asgard?" Steve said, eyes wide. "...was it Loki?"

Look. Steve wasn't a huge fan.

"No," Thor said, solemn. That was right: for once it had not been Loki.* "It was Ragnarok. It was inevitable. But that cycle has been broken, and will not come again."

*Next time would be Loki.

"What does Ragnarok mean?" Steve asked, frowning lightly.

"The twilight of the gods," Thor told him. "The destruction of the Aesir and the fall of Asgard. It happened...many times before. But it will not happen again." It was a whole thing, in other words.

It sure sounded like a whole thing!

"So you were brought back from the dead to restore the destruction of Asgard for a final time," Steve said. "And after that do you--?"

Steve trailed off, realizing it sounded rude and/or suicidal to wonder if Thor died after.

Thor tilted his head for a moment, like he was listening to something only he could hear, then said, "No. That is not my only purpose in this world, it seems." He didn't seem too bothered about it either way. As long as he died in worthy battle, he was good with his death when it came.

Steve gave him a tiny smile. "Well, I'm certainly glad to see you again, if that helps."

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