10. Wait... I Do Hate Hugs HaTD

Amber’s P.o.v.
I jumped again from the tiny screech that came from somewhere in the Tower. I relaxed once I checked it was nothing.
The reason of my paranoia was because of Tony. He was acting really weird around me lately and my common sense was tingling. I just knew he was going to do something, someday, somehow… to me. And I was going to be ready for when that came. (No, I’m not crazy)
I was sleeping on top of the fridge, which was my unofficially official room. Or at least I was trying to because I couldn’t sleep. I felt restless and every time I tried to go back to sleep, things popped in my mind. Like, was there really going to be a sequel to Avatar, who would win between a fight between King Kong and Godzilla (Godzilla obviously), how did Thor look without his armor on…
There it was again! I swear I heard something that was not creaking floors or the traffic. I got up and took my safety staple. Once I was near the edge of the fridge I got down on my stomach and looked down. Nothing. Huh, guess I was really losing my mind. I knew I shouldn’t have watched the Twilight Zone at night cause it messes with my head…
Suddenly I felt hot air hitting my back from above and looked up. Right above me was Tony creepily staring at me mere inches from my face. Adding that to the uncomforting level, he was smiling mischievously.
“Holy f$#@%*=g sh*t!”
I fell from the edge of the fridge only to land face first on his palm. His very sweaty and not very clean palm. Augh, I don’t know what hurt more, the humiliation, the fall or his gross hand. I’m going with the gross hand.
“Happy Hug a Tiny Day!”
I turned around with my WTF face directed to him. “What?”
“I found out that this day is when you give hugs to tinies! So I’m gonna huuuug yoouu.”
He swoop me in a loose fist and started rubbing me in his cheek.
“Happy Hug a Tiny Day!”
“Yeah, I get it. Mind giving me some space here Giant Care Bear?” He had a scruff that tickled my skin and I was getting all the static rubbed on me. Also I already felt claustrophobic and my misanthropy was acting up.
“Nooooo, I just liiike you sooo muuuuch…”    
“Tony, you’re starting to creep me out a bit. When was the last time you slept?”
“Yooouuuu’re soooo fluuuuffyyyy…”
Now that was totally creepy. “Tony, did Clint give you some funky tasting drink? Cause I just know he’s the kind to ruffie your drink when you least expect it and then take a video of what was supposed to be secret karaoke night, especially considering it was Whitney Houston’s marathon…”
“Nooooo, I juuuust trieeeed soooome of Thoooor’s meaaaad and heee saaaiiid I wooouuuldn’t haaaandle it buuut I’m fiiine…”
Oh yeah, I was there when Thor said how Asguardian drinks were a lot stronger than Earth drinks. I was also present when he explicitly said not to take any of the drinks he brought.
“All right Tony. You can put me down now and I won’t tell Thor about you taking his drinks. Heck, I can even say it was Clint who did it.” That would be payback for ruining karaoke night.
“NOOOO! I waaant to plaaay wiiith yoouu!”
Before I could refuse or try to escape, we flew away with his suit to God knows where.
The next day once Tony was back to being himself we agreed to never mention the ‘My Little Pony’ incident and got rid of all the evidence that could ever incriminate us on the mysterious case of the stolen four hundred MLP toys. The hardest was getting our hair back on its natural state. The rainbow can really stick to you a long time.