Loki Visits the Avengers: Christmas Time
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them!
Author's Note: Here's the beginning of my "Christmas special". Read, review, and enjoy!
When Tony was called down to the lobby of his tower, he was not sure what to expect, but he definitely did not anticipate the sight of the God of Mischief. On one of the sofas in the grand space sat the trickster himself, decked out in his famous suit and scarf combo instead of the usual Asgardian battle ready army. What confused Tony, however, was not the pleasant smile the god gave him in greeting, but rather the large dark green suitcase that stood next to the god.
"What are you doing here?" Tony demanded instantly as he stood in front of the Liesmith, arms crossed.
"Why, hello to you too Man of Iron," Loki said, his smile turning into a smirk. Tony just raised an eyebrow and waited. "Isn't the weather just lovely outside," Loki asked, tilting his head towards the glass doors.
"Just cut to the chase. What are you doing here?" Tony stated again.
"My, you really aren't one for pleasantries, are you now?" Loki said, chuckling "Isn't it obvious to why I am here? If not, then you really should be more observant of the weather."
"How the hell does the weather have anything to do with this?" Tony said with a glare, but he did look. Why in the world Loki said it was lovely outside was beyond him. It was a blizzard.
"Is Thor here?" Loki asked, gaining Tony's attention.
"Of course he is," Tony responded. Without another word, Loki got up, grabbed the suitcase, and headed towards the elevator.
"Wait, where do you think you're going?!" Tony asked, quickly going after him.
"Which floor is Thor's room?" Loki inquired without turning to look at Tony.
"Umm…" Tony didn't really know how to respond to that. They stopped in front of the metal doors, Loki pressing the button to go up.
"'Umm'? Your wit and flair continues to amaze me Stark. Shall I have to search every floor, or will you tell me which floor my oaf of a brother is on?" Loki asked, his smirk growing, his eyes glinting mischievously.
"53," Tony finally is able to stutter out. The elevator doors open and both Loki and Tony step inside. Loki presses the correct button, which instantly causes the doors to close. Loki then leans back against the wall, crossing his own arms. His head is tilted back slightly, his eyes closed.
"Okay, please tell me at least you're not planning to kill your brother because I and the team would have a slight problem with that," Tony asked, now getting quite tired of the trickster's elusiveness.
"Of course not. Why would I kill my idiot brother around this time?" Loki asked with a hint of humor in his voice.
"Time? What time? Did I miss something?" Tony questioned, now showing the confusion on his face.
"Today is the 23rd of December. Do the math, Stark, or are you too stupid to connect the dots yourself?" Loki asked, now giving him a look with a mixture of annoyance and disbelief.
Wait. December 23. Snowing outside. Suitcase. Oh…oh. Oh. Oh. Oh!
"So wait…are you telling me you're here to visit your brother for…oh great. This is just great," Tony groaned, shaking his head. The God of Mischief is here to spend Christmas with Thor, and, therefore, the Avengers here in Stark Tower. What can go wrong? Tony instantly wished he could disappear right then and there.
When the elevator opened, the team were only expecting Tony to appear from who knows where. To say they were surprised to see Loki step out along with Tony was an understatement. Thor, however, with a huge smile glued to his face, jumped up from his position on the couch and, in three quick strides, was soon in front of his little brother, engulfing him in a huge hug that would have crushed any normal human being. But, Loki was definitely nowhere near normal. Or human. Or possibly not even a being. Who could possibly say?
"Brother! I am so glad to see you have accepted my invitation!" Thor boomed loudly.
"Wait…this was your idea? Thor, what were you thinking?! He's our enemy for goodness sakes!" Tony asked, coming from behind.
"Umm…Thor, I have to agree with Tony here," Natasha said from her arm chair.
"Yeah, so tell your brother Merry Christmas and to get lost," Tony said, crossing his arms, with a hint of triumph.
"Friends," Thor said, letting go of Loki and wrapping an arm around the slender god, "this is my first Christmas as well as Loki's. I thought it was only most appropriate to invite my brother here to join us in our festivities. After all, Christmas is about family and friendship, is it not?" The other Avengers stared for several moments.
"Sure, he can stay, as long as he promises us to not kill us in our sleep," Steve said.
"Steve?! What are…what…why would you agree to this?" Tony asked baffled, his stance deflating.
"Thor's right. Christmas is about family, and Thor is pretty much the only one here with family. I don't really want to take that away from him," Steve responded with a shrug.
"Well, it's not like he's staying here forever," Bruce jumped in, causing Tony to glare at his science buddy.
"Fine, you have my vote," Natasha said, "Clint?"
"I'm fine with it," Clint said.
"What?! Hello, bird brain, he enslaved your mind? Did you forget about that?" Tony asked with shock.
"It actually wasn't that bad. Besides, I didn't actually kill anyone. I just wounded them," Clint replied, "Plus, I did enjoy our little conversations here and there." At this, Loki stepped away from Thor and went to sit next to Clint (which was originally Thor's spot), wrapping his arm around the hero's shoulder. He gave Tony his most charming and disarming smile.
"Well, five against one. Sorry Stark, but it seems like I shall be staying for a bit," Loki said. Tony felt like he was on the verge of a stroke.