The Norse, Greek, and Christian gods all sat around a large table in a world that we can only call "The Between". Loki was mocking everything that Zeus said, Hermes and Heimdall were discussing something about post and letters, God and Odin were arguing over who was the true ruler, and everyone else was basically trying to tear each other apart. If you've ever seen an anime called "Hetalia", this is pretty much like a world meeting- But with powers and all that.
After some time, from across the room, Poseidon came over and shoved his way between Odin and God, "Oh God, what do you think about drowning the people of that world? It would bring the entirety of humanity to it's knees."
At this, God shook his head. "I have promised to never flood the Earth again, and the rainbow in the sky is the seal on that promise." Loki sped into the conversation, leaning against Odin causally and pointing at God, "Damn old man, you've gotten too fucking soft. How about working on 'em solar flares then, eh, gramps? Think you're young enough to handle it?" He smirked and whizzed away.
On the other side of the room, Sif, Freyja, and Aphrodite were in a cat-fight over who was the most beautiful, the fairest, and would being eternally looking the youngest. Needless to say, this had drawn attraction from many gods, "Look at those tits!" "Damn, I'd fuck that!" And all sorts off things of the sort. This only got glares from the goddess' husbands, and resulted in more warring.
In the corner, Tyr held his sword with his one hand, a dark expression on his face. "Hej!" he yelled, "We're here to fight together, to try to become a team of sorts, not to rip each other to shreds or hit on other men's women! That sort of thing is meant for the battle field, not a place of discussion! We need to figure out what to do with the damn mortals who are destroying Midgard. It may not be Ragnarok yet, but we need to do something about them!" The other Norse gods cheered in agreement- All except Loki, who was explaining to the Christian and many Greeks what Ragnarok was. "Basically, it's when everyone goes kursplat," he said, running his hand across his throat and sticking his tongue out, "we all fucking die. Including you fucks, but that's not exactly a bad thing." The god of mischief grinned and whizzed away into the group of other Norse gods before the Greeks and Christian could kill him.
Tyr glanced at Loki and rolled his eyes, "Even if we have this joke among us, he may be useful, so don't kill him. Yet."
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Also, no offence intended towards God and Christianity and all that stuff. That was just Loki being how I think Loki would be. Plus, he's gotta be pretty pissed because the Christians took over Northern Europe in 1000 something and all the people went from Heathe- Okay, I'm not here to teach you history so just look it up. 8l Anyways, review!