You shrieked at the crash of thunder, running into your older brother's room. "Tony!" you cried out, clinging to him.
He smiled, sitting on his bed with you. "You're not scared of thunder, are you?"
"No..." You denied, frowning. But, there was no denying your flinch at the crash of thunder that followed.
Tony chuckled. "Yea, you are... But, it's nothing to be scared of." He smiled, pulling you into his arms. "Do you remember when I told you I met Thor? Well, he's the god of thunder."
"Really?" You looked up at him, surprised you hadn't heard that part before. After all, Tony liked to brag. A lot.
"Yep. I bet thunder doesn't seem so scary now, eh?" he managed to keep himself from smirking, but he knew he was right.
You nodded, hugging him tightly. "Thanks, Tony. You're the best big brother ever."
"Darn right I am." he said, returning your hug. "How about, after the storm, we go get some shawarma for dinner?"