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Tony loved it when his birthday came early. Sure, he was a billionaire a few times over, but everyone still loved getting gifts from their dearest friends and most bitter enemies who had to play nice in public. And this year, on this day, Tony Stark's gift had come in the form of SHIELD asking for help, because they needed his expertise. Tony couldn't have asked for more. Except maybe one of those cards where they could've actually recorded Phil Coulson or Nick Fury saying the words. He wasn't picky, and either would've sufficed. Maybe a note of praise at the end. Something heartfelt and meaningful, about Tony being the greatest scientist ever. Or greatest human being. To reiterate, not picky.

He sauntered into SHIELD HQ, ignoring the bustling junior agents around him in favor of playing with his phone. Tony hadn't thought he would've liked Angry Birds so much as he did, because seriously, all the game required was a basic ability to calculate angles on sight. Still, there was something extremely satisfying about making smug pigs disappear into a puff of smoke. Also, Tony now craved a BLT. Clearly that meant finding someone to fetch it for him.




[ooc: Open to anyone! We're saying Tony was called in to help with the Loki project especially, but he can be distracted or wind up anywhere. It's Tony.]