It right then that Thor knew a war had started, a secret war of course, such behaviour was beneath future kings, Odin would most likely scold them when he found out, but keeping it from the rest of Asgard was rather fun.
"It begins, brother." He whispered as he wiped his face and pulled spare blankets from the cupboard to sleep on.
In the morning, Thor was greeted by a very smug brother.
"Good morning Thor! How did you sleep?" He asked, beaming.
"Wonderfully, thank you so much." He responded, the look in his eyes promising payback. Loki noticed and cracked his knuckles playfully.
"Breakfast?" Loki smiled sweetly. Thor nodded, being sure to collect his own and check everything before putting it in his mouth, but to his surprise Loki hadn't messed with his food. Oh, of course. It was his turn. He smiled to himself; little did Loki know his plan was already set in motion...
A few days later Thor went down to breakfast as usual, and when he saw Loki his face burst into an over-powering grin.
"Good morning Brother!" It was Thor's turn to be smug. Loki was rubbing his chin, ever so slightly annoyed at the slight stubble that was decorating it; Thor knew very well how much Loki liked to look presentable, and, well, the extra hair made him look rather unprince-like and, dishevelled. "You're looking very smart this morning!" He joked, the glare in Loki's eyes well worth the wait of a few days. The penny drops and a dark smirk joins Loki's face.
"Whipped cream in my shaving foam? Really?" He smirks. "That's a feeble attempt, even by your standards.
"Guess you'd better get me back then." He dared, usually not bold enough to open himself up to such an attack, but then, he was in a good mood. Loki smirked; challenge accepted. He turned smartly away, no doubt to get some actual shaving cream. Thor sighed, what had he just brought down on himself?
It was later that evening, there was some cream pie pudding on offer and Thor was quite looking forward to it, Jane had sent Asgard a list of 'must- have' items, not that Thor had been keeping in touch; his IPod had gone missing, but then, he supposed, he deserved that. The tray of desert came round, and just as he was about to grab one of the pies, the tray was snatched from his hand and passed on, Thor looked around just in time to see his brother grin maliciously at him and exit the dinner hall, already finished with his supper. Thor sighed; even he had to admit that was no more than what he got day to day from the trickster. He stood and left a certain feeling in his gut that Loki hadn't quite finished with him.
He was right of course, just as he had changed into his nightclothes (his brother had such good timing) there was a knock on the door.
"Yes? Lo-" He was cut off by his brother's action. Thor stood for a bit, sighed and wiped the cream from his face.
"You didn't get dessert, dearest brother." There was a giggle and the sound of Loki skipping away, no doubt rubbing his hands and thinking of how to trick Thor next.
"I'll get you for that." Thor muttered darkly to the empty corridor, plotting his revenge and scrubbing the remains of the cake from his face.
Sorry this has taken so long and they're all so short, I do have a story line, kind of, and I have been super busy, I know you guys kinda like this, and well it's my first fic, so yay ^-^ thanks for being patient...