The dark immortal regarded them all with obvious distaste. He didn't see why Odin had to send him to live with Thor's pathetic Midgardian friends who were definitely at the top of his 'worst enemies' list. He'd much prefer to be exiled to some desolate part of Jotunheilm. For a start they all hated him. There was Stark who he'd thrown out of a window, Rogers who's country was all about liberty, Romanov- she'd outsmarted him and he'd threatened to make her partner kill her, Barton- he was the one who was his slave for a while and Banner. He tried not to think about Banner. In a nutshell, the God of mischief was not having a good day. At all.
"Remind me again why he's here and not rotting in a cell where he belongs?" Clint was clearly not happy about their current situation. "Has he been stripped of his powers or something? I don't see a muzzle anywhere."
In answer, Loki flicked his hand towards Clint who went flying without any obvious contact.
"I am not a rabid dog, Barton."
The archer glared at him as he scrambled to his feet. Thor explained as Loki and Clint glowered at each other. "My brother's magic cannot be taken from him for it is learnt not given. He has served part of his punishment on Asgard and is now in exile. If you wish to place him in a cell you may, for he has done you wrong but I must be with him for I must watch over him during his exile. You may decide what his fate will be."
Loki sighed. It didn't seem like Thor wanted him alive after all..
A/N: Thank you for reading this! Reviews welcomed. I will try to update at least once a week but I can't promise anything. And thank you to MythQueen for encouraging me to share my work.