Tony cracked his first smile of the day, small and brief and lopsided as it was, running a thumb all over his little face. Having your questionably villainous brother-in-law play pet was bizarre but it was the least offensively bizarre thing he’d had to deal with. He had a vision of Loki taking a ride on a roomba as it meandered from place to place.

“This’ll make Liz happy. Heard she got a visitor or two.”