This story is about me and the Avengers and Loki having a great time at a lake. If you hate the Avengers, don't read this. If you do like them, read the stories. I made this for entertainment. I own none of the characters except myself!
I had been buddies with the Avengers and their formal villan for a few weeks. So, when my family told me we were leaving to go to the lake, I invited them. Loki took a little more convincing. Scratch that. It took a lot more convincing. I hope they are gonna have fun.
I had to pick up Loki. I dunno why he couldn't just go with the Avengers, it would've been a lot easier.
"Wussup Loki?" I smiled. He looked at me then smiled in realization.
"Ah, you mean what is up. I didn't understand you at first, Miss Abby." Loki chuckled.
"Um... can you just call me Abby, it makes me feel more comforable." I said, a little shy.
"Of course." Loki responded.
"Get in the car, Mr. Trouble." I lightly pushed him. He chuckled.
We drove back home and Loki looked at the house strangely.
"What a unique castle." Loki said.
"It's not a castle." I said. "It's more like a home."
"I can see that." Loki smiled.
We walked into the house. Loki looked at the blue chair in the corner. He sat down in a army green rocking chair.
"Abby, have you fed Petey?" My dad screamed.
"I'm about to!" I exclaimed.
"Petey? What a strange name." Loki scratched his chin.
"It's my dog. Wanna see him?" I pointed to the door.
"Why not?" Loki chucked and followed me out the door.
"A warning: my dog is super friendly. So be careful. He'll lick you to death if you don't watch out." I smiled.
"Why should I be worried?" Loki asked.
"Because my dog is, like, this tall," I raised my hand to my waist. "and is only 7 years old."
"Ha. Now, please, open the door." Loki motioned to the door. I turned the door knob and pulled as hard as I could.
"Just open the door." Loki laughed.
"You try." I moved and allowed him to pull on the door. He finally opened it after a minute.
"You need a new door." Loki mumbled.
"Thanks, Mr. Obvious." I walked out and whistled really loud. My dog came running up to me.
"Hey, Boy." I scratched the dog's ear.
"Hello, Peter." Loki smiled, copying my movement.
"Wanna see something cool?" I asked.
"Why not?" He smiled.
I grabbed some food from the food bucket.
"Catch." I tossed food to the the pup. He caught it.
"Down." I pointed to the ground and Petey followed my order. I gave him a treat.
"Sit." I snapped my fingers and the dog sat.
"You have trained him?" Loki asked. I nodded.
"One more." I smiled.
"Stay." I held my hand up in a 'stop' movement. I backed up slowly. Finally I said 'come' and my dog was right in front of me.
"Here." I dumped some food on my puppy's tray and he began to eat.
"You pet is quite uniqe. He follows orders quite well." Loki smiled and rubbed the dogs brindle fur.
"Yes. I love him." I smiled.
Loki saw Stark sneaking behind me and I didn't notice. Stark made a 'sh' motion with his finger and lips, so Loki kept talking to me.
"Hello." Tony tickled my ribs and I jumped like a famous basketball player. Tony and Loki cracked up and I poked Loki's stomach. He jumped back and chuckled.
"Truce?" I asked.
"Truce." Tony dealed.
We made our way into the house. My mom greeted them and I heard a familiar voice echo from the living room.
"Hey, Gertrude." Papa yelled.
Loki snorted. "Gertrude?"
"Shut up." I pushed him into a wall.
"When did you get here?" I asked and hugged him.
"I just got here." Papa hugged me and smiled.
"Who is this?" Granny asked.
"Oh, just some friends." I smiled. "This is Thor, Loki, Tony, Steve, and Bruce."
"Their a little tall." Granny smiled.
"Who cares?" I smiled.
"Oh. Guys this my Grandma and my Grandpa." I introduced.
"Don't ask about my nickname." I said, mainly to Tony.
"When did you call her Gertrude?" Stark snickered.
"Since Abby was a baby." Papa ruffled my hair.
"What are you doing here anyway?" I asked.
"It's your birthday! Don't tell me you would think we forgot." Granny exclaimed.
"I did not know today was your birthday!" Thor exclaimed.
"I kind of sort of maybe forgot to tell you." I shrugged my shoulders.
"How could've you forgot to tell us about you own freaking birthday?!"" Bruce asked.
"I don't really like a lot of attention." I confessed.
"I understand that." Loki said.
"We wouldn't have given you a lot of attention. When have we ever given someone a lot of attention?" Steve answered.
"Anyway, we just wanted to say happy birthday and give you this." Granny held out a gift. I unwrapped it and saw a book with all of my favourite pics.
"I love it." I said. "Thank you so much." I hugged Granny and Papa.
"We know you." Stark smiled.
"Wait. You guys gave this to me?" I asked.
"It took us all an hour to make it." Dad smiled.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"How about we go and pack up now?" Bruce suggested.
"Sure." I ran upstairs to hide my burning face.
"She loves it." Mom said.
"I knew that." Tony smiled.
"How about you load the stuff into the trunk of the van?" Dad offered.
"I'm on it." Thor jogged out with the others.