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"So why are we all here?" Thranduil inquired as Sheldon finished explaining his lack of existence.

"We haven't figured that out yet," Tony replied glumly.

"We must find the link that connects each of us," Sherlock replied matter-of-factly.

"What in the world could we all have in common?" Sheldon wondered.

"It can't be social standing," Loki sneered. "I am much higher than the lot of you."

"I am a king!" Thranduil challenged, turning around in his chair to glare at the black-haired man.

Loki smirked. "And I am a god."

"I'm a philanthropist," Tony added.

"And I'm a physicist," Sheldon shrugged. "I don't think that's the connection."

"Could it be our functions when in a group?" Spock inquired. "I am a commanding officer aboard the USS Enterprise; the 'first mate,' if you will. Mr. Holmes is a detective, not quite at the top of command as he works under the police."

"I do not work under the police," Sherlock growled. "I work in place of the police. I solve cases that the police don't have the brains to solve, which is nearly every case they're presented with."

"I work under no one," Thranduil declared proudly. "I am the king of the Woodland realm – people work for me."

"I work for no one but myself," Loki announced. "I am a god. I do not take orders from pathetic mortals."

"I don't get the connection, then," Tony sighed. "I work for myself, really. I make weapons and armor for myself."

"I work at a university," Sheldon mused. "Mr. Spock and I are of high importance, but we're not quite at the top of the food chain."

The six men- ahem, five men and one god- continued musing possibilities, trying to connect themselves to one another. They found many things that a few of them had in common with each other, but no single piece that connected all six of them.

As he nearly fell asleep on the table for the umpteenth time that day, Tony had an idea. His eyes lit up as the wheels in his mind turned and squeaked, wondering if his theory was legitimate. He turned to Sheldon. "What would you be doing right now if you weren't in this room?"

Sheldon stared at the man. "Working on my string theory research, of course."

"For yourself or for the university?" Tony clarified.

Sheldon paused. "Both, I suppose. The university pays me to prove or disprove theories, and I enjoy putting the pieces together."

"So you would be doing something that makes you, personally, happy?" Tony concluded. Sheldon nodded.

The billionaire turned to Thranduil. "What would you be doing right now?"

"Ruling my kingdom," Thranduil replied quickly, as though it were obvious.

"For the betterment of your people, or for your own satisfaction?" Tony challenged.

"Both," the king replied. "The realm of Mirkwood is the only one I care for, and it needs me."

Tony turned to the god in the corner, smirking. "I suppose you would be scheming a plan to conquer Earth again, Reindeer Games?"

Loki rolled his eyes. "I am beyond ruling you worthless humans," he replied. "If I had my way, I'd be claiming the throne of Asgard. I am its rightful king."

Grinning, Tony turned around to look at Sherlock. "How about you?"

"I'm sure Watson would have found me a case by now," Sherlock mused.

"If I remember the stories correctly, you only take cases that interest you. Is that right?" Tony questioned.

Sherlock nodded. "People are so boring, coming to me with their useless missing persons or bank robberies. The case must be interesting to present it to a consulting detective."

Tony turned to Spock. "What would you be doing?"

"I suppose I would be assisting Captain Kirk in whatever mission we had been assigned to," the Vulcan replied calmly. Tony frowned. There was a hole in his theory.

"What would you be doing?" Sheldon inquired.

Tony grinned. "Probably working on my next Iron Man suit or sleeping with my girlfriend."

Loki watched the billionaire carefully before slowly raising his brows. "I believe I see where you are headed with this, Metal Man."

Tony rolled his eyes. "It's Iron Man."

"Whatever," Loki shook his head. "Considering everyone's response to your question, it appears that, with the exception of Mr. Spock, we would all rather be doing something to entertain or satisfy our own selves."

Tony grinned. "Exactly! I'm not sure if that fits with Mr. Vulcan here, but the rest of us are so self-obsessed, if we weren't locked in here, we'd be taking care of our own personal needs. Loki would be trying to become king, Thranduil would be ruling his land, I'd be making my own armor, Sheldon would continue his own research, and Sherlock would be solving only the cases that he's personally interested in. We're all self-centered!"

"So our link is that we're all conceited?" Sheldon questioned.

"It is a sound theory," Sherlock admitted, "but what of Mr. Spock? Shouldn't he be included as well?"

"He's self-centered, in a way," Tony mused.

Spock tilted his head. "How do you mean?"

"You work for Captain Kirk, or whoever your authority figure is, but you live by logic, right?" Tony questioned.

Spock nodded.

"So you assume that you are always correct as long as you're using logic. You seem to think that, without logic, the other person will always be wrong," Tony explained.

Spock paused, his mouth twisting in disgust as he digested the billionaire's theory. "I suppose…"

"So the connection is that we're all conceited assholes!" Tony grinned.

Not as short as the last one but still kinda short.