Imagine Thor eating like half of your cake because he keeps wanting another piece.
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“Another!” Thor laughs over the sound of the party around him, reaching to grab himself another piece of cake. You laugh along with him, watching as he cuts off a piece the size of your fist.
“Liking the cake, huh, Thor?” Natasha snorts beside you, sizing up the Avenger’s eating habits this evening. Your cake had been huge. After all, Tony had thrown a large party to celebrate your birthday. And yet, Thor had managed to put away nearly half of the entire thing.
“We do not have- what did you call it?” Thor looks to you for the term.
“Buttercream frosting,” you quip, not able to help the smile at how happy everyone was.
Thor snaps his fingers in recognition, “Ah, yes, buttercream frosting. We do not have buttercream frosting on Asgard!”