I mean no disrespect to Fangirls in this fic. Heck, I'm one. I saw a meme and knew I had to write a one-shot on Loki's army of Fangirls.
A group of sleepy six staggered into the quiet neighborhood, yawning and grumbling. Across the street, a figure was standing motionless under a streetlight, his arms behind his back. As they neared, the corners of his lips turned up in a smile, but he remained quiet.
"Loki, you had better a great excuse for calling us here at four in the morning!" Natasha growled from were she was standing behind Steve.
"Oh, I have an excellent one." he replied, smirking, an aggressive look entering his emerald eyes.
The look did not go unnoticed by the Avengers, and they all shifted nervously.
"What do you want, Loki?" Steve asked loudly after an uncomfortable moment of silence.
"I want to introduce you to my new army."
Tony rolled his eyes and yelled, "Not this again!"
Bruce clenched his fists and growled, "Obviously he has forgotten what happened the last time he pissed me off." His eyes glowed a dangerous shade of green.
Loki waved his hands in front of him, "Take it easy. I just wanted you guys to meet them."
"We don't want to meet them!" Natasha spat.
"To bad, they're already here!" In a violently spastic movement, his hand twisted and all the streetlights went off, leaving the avengers in the dark in more ways than one. His laughter rose up on all sides of them, and after what seemed like an eternity the lights flipped back on. Surrounding them, were girls from thirteen up, all holding some type of weapon, some of which seemed Asgardian.
"Are you serious, Loki?" Tony asked, his mouth gaping.
"Brother, what is they meaning of this?" Thor asked, puzzlement in his eyes.
"This has to be a jokeā¦" Cap said, eyeing all the girls surrounding them. There had to be at least two thousand!
They turned their attention to Loki again, but his featured showed no signs of amusement. Only seriousness.
"Avengers, meet my Fangirl army."
Stunned into silence, they continued to look around them. Eventually Natasha rasped, "What are they for?"
Loki looked at her and tilted his head slightly. "Help me take over the world of course. What did you think?"
"I honestly didn't know."
"We have a Hulk." Steve pointed out again.
"I have three thousand hormonal Fangirls." Loki shot back.
"This really is going nowhere fast." Tony grumbled and shrugged.
"Alright, Loki, this was a very funny prank. Now tell the girls to go home and we can forget this ever happened." Steve said, rubbing his eyes. He was very tired.
"Now why would I do that?" He asked mockingly. Then his tone lowered menacingly and he practically snarled, "I'll give you one last chance to surrender."
"Hell no. I think we can beat a bunch of overemotional little girls, right guys?" Tony shouted.
"Yeah!" they shouted.
"Very well. Attack!" Loki yelled. As the girls surged forward, Loki shimmered, then disappeared, and the Fangirls fell upon the Avengers.
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Loki stood atop Stark Towers, in a very familiar way. Before she had even neared however, he had turned, and his gaze fell on a Fangirls bruised face. Although she had visible injuries, she seemed thrilled to see him.
"My lord." she murmured, kneeling.
He smiled then barked, "What is it?"
"The Avengers have been defeated." she reported.
He grinned. "Good job."
"What should we do next?"
"Take them to S.H.I.E.L.D, you and one thousand of my most die hard Fangirls. Let them know we are not playing." he ordered. She nodded and rose, scurrying away. Turning he saw his army below, surrounding the Avengers who were beaten, on their knees with their hands on the back of their heads. He shook his head with sudden dismay and turning to walk inside asked out loud, "Why didn't I do this the first time?"
