One shot Dedicated to Theresa (Twitter: AllThatIsResa)

Can be slightly linked to a story I'm in the process of writing...I think...

Disclaimer: Me no own.

An Asgardian war meeting is no place for a bored mischievous Loki, he was advised by his farther to not bother going in the first place but if his elder brother Thor can go then so can he.

Within 15 minuets he'd already contemplated making mischief by turning one of his farther's advisors hair a rather unbecoming shade of pink, something which Loki rectified.

After cycling through the rainbow twice.

After the rainbow incident his farther suggested he retire to the library where Loki was often found reading ancient texts about magic, science and anything that held his interest.

This fascination started when he was 8, he and his brother had been training with those who would become the warrior 3. Loki's leg ended up being broken when Thor was tackled and landed upon his legs.

During the 6 weeks that it took for Loki to heal he sat in the library with his mother who introduced him to some of the more modern texts, by the end of the 6 weeks he'd read all the books they had on magic so he moved onto the sciences and histories.

His brother was unable to understand his fascination with the subjects he spent hours studying upon in the library. But do not think that just because Loki discovered a passion for books he gave up on any kind of physical training for mental.

Loki learned of many forms of fighting from the books in the library he developed a taste for using throwing knives and magic as training become more important upon his twelfth birthday his mother gifted him with a beautiful set of knives made with handles of onyx with glittering green gems the blade sharp and silver.

His Farther wasn't as enthusiastic as his mother when it came to the different set of skills he developed, his farther wanted him to be more of a traditional asgardian warrior instead of a magician.

Loki was always overlooked by his farther when stood next to his brother and when he achieved feats that those many times older than himself failed to come even close to. But his mother was always so very proud when he achieved something that others could not, in some ways he was favored by his mother.

Now at the age of 16 he was expected to act the prince he was raised to be which included war meetings that were quite frankly boring and dull. His best hope of escaping these meetings was to play a prank of some kind on the advisors and be sent out by his farther while his brother looked on in disappointment something Loki ignored.

Loki had already perfected several skills that many a mage found impossible something that his mother was extremely proud of and something that his farther ignored to the best of his ability. He just hopes that one day he will gain the approval of his farther that he so desires, be considered an equal to his brother and find someone as entertained and enthralled with magic as him.

Lot's

Of

Love

Randomer

P.s. No short story by laura on this one :p