A/N: We're back, with our standard fanfic fare. Meaning totally non-serious and plot-less, of course. This one, my little sis wrote herself. I just helped some with editing and dialogue. So, without further ado, here is A Hairy Situation!

Enjoy!

Thor opened his eyes. Loki was staring at him angrily.

"Thor, would you care to explain to me…WHY YOU CUT OFF HALF OF MY HAIR?!" he yelled, gesturing at himself. Sure enough, his hair looked as if someone had taken a pair of dull scissors to it. The hair on the left side of his head had been clumsily sheared off, very short, uneven pieces sticking out in random directions. The right side of his head had been left alone, the black locks there their normal length.

"Brother, I didn't cut your hair," Thor said, slightly offended.

"Oh? Then who did? Mother?"

"Ye-es?" Thor said, hoping for the best. At that minute Odin came in and when he saw Loki he forgot what he was going to say and backed out of the room slowly. The blonde Asgardian noted with barely hidden amusement that the back of his brother's head had been cut as well.

"You do look kind of ridiculous, Loki." Thor said unhelpfully at Loki's stormy expression.

Just then the brothers heard a giggle, then it was dark.

OoO.

"Loki, what do we do?" Thor asked, waving his hands in the air.

"Shut up while I think!"

"They're gaining on us!" Thor shouted.

"I said shut up!" Loki shouted back. They kept on running through the halls as the crazed fangirls chased them with BIG scissors. Thor had Mjolnir with him, but he didn't want to harm their teenage stalkers.

The fangirls eventually managed to corner them and were about to strike when Sif and the Warriors Three showed up.

"Oh no," was all Fandral could say.

"Well, things are about to get messy!" Sif said, charging.

OoO.

Loki looked at the unconscious fangirls. He snatched a clump of his hair out from one of the fangirl's hand. "I was so beautiful." He said miserably.

"Should we do something?" Fandral asked.

"No. I'm enjoying this." Said Sif.

The end.

Epilogue:

"I hate wig shopping." Loki fumed.

"Try this one!" Thor said, holding up a very curly…thing. Was it a wig, or a bilgesnipe's hairball? Thor wasn't sure.

"I am not putting that…that…hairy abomination on my head, Thor!"

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"NO!"

"Oh come on!"

"Ask me again and I will shave your head."

"…"

End.