Right. One shot. One shot is all I get. It has to be... perfect.
I had managed to prop myself above the door to Loki's chambers. I figured I could stay there for hours if I had to. Of course, I hoped I didn't, but when trying to give Loki a heart attack I was willing to go to extreme lengths. I smirked. One of these days I'm going to get myself killed, I thought.
The door shifted slightly. Every muscle in my body tensed. Wait for it... The door began to open. Wait for it... Loki stepped out. Wait for it...! He shut the door behind him. Wait for it! He turned, and I pounced.
I landed right on his back, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. We toppled over and rolled a few feet. I was knocked loose. In a moment Loki was yelling hysterically. I smiled at him sweetly. I was the only person who was able to get him to do that without fail. In fact, I was practically the only person who could ever get him to do that at all.
"Nia, what in the Nine Realms were you trying to do?!"
"Surprise you. Anger you. Give you a heart attack. The usual."
"One of these days you're going to kill yourself, or me!"
"Don't I know it." I got to my feet, brushed myself off, and smiled at Loki again. "A might out of character right now, aren't you?"
Loki continued glaring at me, but he stopped yelling. "Sparring field. Now."
Score! "Agreed." He always bends to my will in the end. I snickered and followed Loki outside.