"pillows rules." Said Loki.

"Oh yes", replied Thor.

"I love pillows". Loki said.

"Great for Pillow Talk, yes, /Brother/?"

"Do you not think it's a bit... Weird... To call each other... Brothers? "

"I kind of like it. Weird can be good. "Said Clint, eyes glowing blue, in his corner.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! HOW DID YOU GET IN?!" Loki yelled, hiding under the covers.

"I invited him." Said Natasha, or rather, Black Widow. Black form fitting catsuit shining in the dim light.

"BUT WHY?!" Loki slowly lowered the covers so he could look at her. "And who let you in? Thor! Did you let her in? Ugh, you're so WEIRD sometimes!" Loki slapped Thors' arm.

"/I/ am weird? Brother, your the one that invited /Odin and Frigga/ last time. Surely, the son of Hawk and the Daughter of the Spider. At least these people are /young/."

Loki rolled his eyes. "I invited then for DINNER Thor. DINNER. Not... To watch us sleep! It's completely different!"

Thor blinked confusedly, staring at his brother. "I... Don't see any difference, brother. They did spend the night, after all."

"In a different room, Thor. Ugh, you are so stupid." He stood, taking all of the blankets with him. "I hate you Thor!" He threw a pillow at him. "You weird, sick, stupid..." Loki ran out of things to call him. "I'm sleeping on the couch. Good night, /Brother/."

"Loki! No, wait!" Thor yelled, as Loki marched past.

"Maaayybeee... Me and Natash should go? This seems, a bit... Hawkward." Clint said, already having grabbed Natasha's hand, and marched out.

Thor blew this off, then ran out to one of their Fifteen living rooms, to find Loki. "I demand you come back to bed, now!"

"No. I hate you, remember?" Loki glared at him. "And... How did you know which room I was in? Never mind. I don't care. Get out." He threw another pillow at him. When Thor did not move, he began throwing other objects at him. A picture, a glass, the coffee table... Everything he could pick up.

Thor held back a laugh, as the pillow tickled his side. Once he flicked off the little wooden splinters from the table, he headed over to Loki. "Brother, did you really think that would work? Against me?" Thor asked, cockily. "You don't hate me, anyway. You'll have forgiven me by the end of Tonight. I'm sure of it." Thor told him, smirking, and pulling out a wooden chair from the corner of the room. "Absolutely sure of it." He said, an evil glint in his eye.

"Thor... No. No, don't you dare." Loki said backing away. "I don't know what you think you're doing but don't."

"You think those Puny threats could stop me? The worst you could do; Tickled me." He said, pulling out a rope.

"Where did you get a rope?!" Loki cried. "What is WRONG with you?!"

Thor laughed, not telling Loks where the rope came from. That was for him to know, and Loki never to find out. Thor pulled Loki over to the chair, before tightly tying the rope around Loki's wrists, behind him. "I'd like to see you get out of THIS.."

Loki struggled to get away from Thor, but it was no use. "Remind me how this is going to make me forgive you?"

"Trust me; I'm a Doctor." Thor told Loki gently, referring to the Doctor he previously met, that looked almost exactly like the dark elf he once faced. Thor walked around to the front of Loki, and kneeled down to his height. He could sense the vibe Loki was sending to him, and it wasn't pleasant. Loki thought Thor had gone insane; that much was clear. Well.. He'd have to show him. He smiled brightly in Loki's face, still a bit to tall.

Loki sighed. "You are not a doctor, but you do need one. Now, if you'll just untie me we can talk about this like adults." He rolled his eyes. "Lol."

Thor got a bit angry at that last comment, and glared into Loki's eyes. "No." He growled, slapping Loki across the face. He still gripped Loki's face, but harder. Only enough to cause a little pain. "This is my time. It's always... ALWAYS about you. Your adopted, okay. So are a lot of other people. You want to rule over Midgard? That's about to cross the line. You have all the Fangirls? Oh, heck no. I'm going to get some star time of my own, and you can't stop me." He said, his eyes boring into Loki's, before pressing his lips hard against the Green-eyed god's. Maybe next time... He should ask Jane to come over?