A rumble emerged from Loki's stomach. He hadn't eaten anything all day, and it was starting to bite him in the ass. He was so comfortable on his bed...oh but so hungry. It felt like there was a black hole in his stomach that was willing to devour anything that was in it's path. And Thor was away so he couldn't get him to bring him something from the kitchen.

He slowly slid off of his bed and walked to opened his chamber doors. He walked down the halls and went into the kitchen.

Once he entered the kitchen, he opened the fridge. Beer, beer, beer, more beer, eggs, leftover pancakes, carrots, pudding, beer, beer, oranges, milk, beer, beer, beer, oh and look! More beer.

God dammit, Thor. Loki thought to himself as he rolled his eyes. He shut the fridge and opened the cupboards. Microwave popcorn, cereal, pancake mix, spices, flour, sugar, top ramen, and pop tarts. Loki smirked. He knew one of the ways he could mess with Thor would be to eat his pop tarts.

Loki snaked the box off of the shelf and turned to leave and eat them in his chambers. But he was shocked to see Thor standing behind him. He let out a little gasp of surprise.

"Oh! Uh um...Hello Thor." Loki smiled weakly.

"Loki. What exactly are you doing with my pop tarts?" Thor had his arms crossed and he raised an eyebrow.

"I'm going to eat them." Loki wore a smirk of confidence.

"Oh really now?"

"Yes. Yes really."

"Just hand me the box, Loki. And no one has to pay for it." Thor extended his hand.

"No...I'm hungry and there's nothing else to eat." Loki held the box to his chest.

"Loki...Give them to me." His tone was deep.

"No! They're mine now!" Loki was smirking. He started to run out of the kitchen.

"Oh no you don't Loki!" Thor began to chase after him.

"You'll never catch me!" Loki ran into the living room.

"We'll see about that." Thor's pace quickened and he caught up with Loki. He lunged for him as they neared the couch.

Oh shit! Loki thought as Thor tackled him onto the couch.

"I've caught you! Ah ha!" Thor grinned and hovered above Loki. He tugged at the box of pop tarts, but Loki wouldn't budge.

"Loki...I don't think you want me to do what I'm about to do." Thor was grinning no longer.

"Wh- Ah! hahahahahaha! Thor stop!" Thor tickled at Loki's sides. He was grinning once again.

"Not until you hand over the pop tarts."

"Bwhahahahaha! N-never!" Loki gasped between laughs.

"Fine then! Guess I'll have to make you give up those pop tarts." Thor grinned. He pulled up Loki's t shirt, revealing his perfect pale white stomach. He blew on his stomach sending Loki into a roar of laughter.

"How about now?" Thor looked up still grinning.

"Ah, haha...O-okay. Y-y-you can have the pop tarts." Tears of laughter ran down his cheeks. Thor kissed Loki's stomach and then put his shirt back down. He sat up, and wrapped his arms around Loki's hips, snaking him into an embrace. Loki pressed his face against his chest. Thor picked up the box of pop tarts and opened it, pulling out a pop tart.

"Here. Let's share." Thor put the pop tart between both of their mouths. Loki bit one end and Thor bit the other. They ate the pop tart until their lips were close. When their lips were close enough, Thor pressed his lips against his lovers. Loki put his hand on Thor's cheek. Once they pull away, Loki licked his lips.

"Mm...Tastes like strawberries."