A/N This wasn't meant to be the first story that we uploaded. It just kinda worked out that way. And it wasn't meant to come from the person who ended up writing it. Again, it just ended up like that.
We do not own Avengers, or Marvel by some strange business Disney either.
One day as Loki was walking down the street, he found himself standing under a tree. That in itself was not surprising, what was sitting in the tree on the other hand, was truly shocking.
There was an elephant daintily perched on one of the more slender tree branches, defying gravity and the laws of physics. The elephant itself was grey and normal looking to Loki's wide, astonished eyes. Aside from the huge butterfly wings it appeared to have for ears.
Loki was a god, thousands of years old, infamous for his biting wit and silver tongue. But even he was rendered speechless at the sight before him.
Just as Loki became sure that his morning could not get any stranger, the elephant spoke.
It had a great booming voice, something like a combination of Liam Neeson, Morgan Freeman and Lady Gaga.
"Loki, I come before you today, burdened with glorious purses!" Indeed in front of poor confused Loki, the elephant was suddenly decorated with a surplus, of he had to admit, some really quite magnificent purses.
There was a rainbow of colours, of Gucci and Prada. If nothing else the elephant had taste.
Loki tilted his head to the side and spoke, slow and measured, "I do believe, I am not currently in need of purses such as these, though I thank you for your time."
The elephant huffed, shaking its head, and the purses clanging with the motion. It then lifted its ears, flapping them and began to fly away, the purses making an oddly musical sound the the creatures wake, drifting down towards the profoundly confused god.
Unluckily for him, in his state of confusion, he was unable to react as one of the purses fell from the elephant, hitting Loki on the head and promptly knocking him out cold.
The next day Tony Stark awoke to the sound of a very irate god of mischief, screaming about Midgardian drugs and their effects on Aesir.
Tony rolled over and stuffed his face in his pillow, today was not going to be a good day.