Thor had gotten them into trouble often. Too often. His tendancy to act first, think later was generally the reason.

But today it had gone to far. What Thor had promised to be a harmless prank, had currently cornered the two siblings, with time quickly running out.

Loki skidded to a halt behind his older brother, who stared dismayed at the large wall blocking the way out.

"What now?" Thor asked, glancing over his shoulder in panic. Loki looked up at the wall. Even with one of them standing on the others shoulders, it would still be too tall to climb over.

"What now?" Thor repeated.

"We need a plan. Fast." Loki answered, a feeling of dread growing as the guards advanced.

Who's idea was it to sneak into here again?

"Father's gonna kill us." Thor muttered and Loki snorted.

"If they don't first!"

"We need to cause a diversion." Thor said, his brow furrowed as he thought. Loki's fingers crackled with magic as the guards got closer, they hadn't discovered the princes yet, but it was only a matter of time before they did.

"Loki."

Loki looked up at the sound of his voice, and sighed when he saw Thor's face.

"Nope. I know that look, and it's going to be an absolutely terrible plan."

"No it's an excellent plan, just listen..!"

"Thor, it was your "excellent plans" that got us into this mess in the first place!" Loki cried frustratedly and Thor shushed him.

"But this one will work, trust me."

Loki looked at him doubtfully, his arms folded.

"It's not like you have any better idea do you?" Thor challenged and Loki scowled.

Truth was, he didn't, and they were running out of time.

"This. Had better be good."

.o.o.

The two guards turned a corner, and stopped in surprise as they saw two boys coming towards them.

"Quick!" The blonde one cried when he saw them, supporting the second on his shoulder. "Get help! Help, quick, my brother is dying!"

The guards exchanged befuddled looks as they got closer, the older one still calling for assistance.

Then, before their very eyes, the boy lifted his 'injured' brother from the ground, and hauled him at the guards with a yell of "Get help!!!"

The guards were knocked back, (probably gaining a concussion in the process) and Thor gave a triumphant whoop at the sucsess of his plan.

Loki got to his feet, stepping away from the guards.

"That was humiliating."

"Not for me it wasn't." Thor answered, his smile wide.

Loki scowled at him as they began running towards the exit.

"I am never, doing 'Get Help' again."

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A/N

A one-shot that appeared in my head and refused to leave until I wrote it in the middle of the night.

Anyway, this was my interpretation on the first time Thor and Loki developed 'get help'.

This is also my first Marvel fanfiction,

(and my first one shot that would be considered a drabble, seeing as it is under 1000 words)

so let me know what you think :-)

Thor and Loki are around 11 in human years.

Please excuse any spelling mistakes, writing on my cellphone is not the easiest thing to do. :-)

Hope you like it, don't forget to like and follow if you did, and leave a review.

And if you read my other works, i am going to update soon. Sorry :(

Signing out-Foreverafangirl101