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Loki stood up and walked to them. "I would like to try my hand at this," he said with a faint smirk across his lips.
Steve glanced at him and handed the microphone over wishing him good luck. Loki strode cockily to the computer and after a few minutes of clicking and scowling at the screen he smiled.
He stood in the center of the stage and affected an indignant expression. "You say that I'm messing with your head, yeah yeah yeah yeah... All because I was making out with your friend. Love hurts, weather it's right or wrong, yeah yeah yeah yeah. I can't stop because I'm having too much fun, yeah yeah yeah yeah. You're on your knees, begging please, stay with me! But honestly I just need to be a little crazy!"
"I'll say," Steve grumbled while Loki bopped to the Avril Lavigne song.
"All my life I've been good but, oooh, I'm thinking what the hell? All I want is to mess around, and I don't really care about... If you love me, if you hate, you can't save me baby, baby..All my life I've been good but now? Whoa what the hell?"
Thor was gawking at his brother like he was speaking Klingon while Natasha was laughing so hard that her Sex on the Beach shot out of her nose.
"You say that I'm messing with your head, boy, I like messing in your bed. Yeah, I AM messing with your head when I'm messing with you in bed."
As the music died, Clint said, "That is wrong on so many levels. Seriously."
Loki threw the mic at his head, and said,"By process of elimination, it's your turn archer. Humor me."
Clint shot him a dirty look but grudgingly stood and went to the computer. Before clicking, he looked up and met Natasha's eyes for a fraction of a second.
His finger twitched and he called out, "Shot through the heart and you're to blame, darling you give love a bad name."
Tony choked out a garbled, "Oh snap!"
"An angels smile is what you sell, you promised me heaven then put me through hell. Chains of love got a hold on me, when passions a prison, you can't break free. No, you're a loaded gun. Oh no one can save me the damage is done!"
"He seems to be retaliating for her song previously," Thor commented loudly, the bottle of bier miel hanging loosely in his hand while Clint sang the chorus.
"Paint you smile, on your lips. Blood red nails on your fingertips. A schoolboys dream, you act so shy. Your very first kiss was your first kiss good bye! God knows you're a loaded gun, but there's nowhere to run. No one can save me, the damage is done."
He ended the song a full chorus repeat early, setting the microphone down and walking back to sit next to his partner silently, ignoring her expression.
"Well, hell," Bruce sighed to himself, pulling his glasses out of his pocket. "Thor, you want next?"
He looked contemplative for a moment, and then nodded, unfolding himself from the sofa he was lounging on. He slowly made his selection, and took up the mic.
The sharp staccato beat of cymbals and deep pulse of bass built up for an agonizingly long ten seconds. "Father can you hear me? How have I let you down? I curse the day that I was born, and all the sorrow in this world. Let me take you to the herding ground. Where all good men are trampled down. Just to settle a bet that could not be won, between a prideful father and his son."
Loki's eyes were glued to his brother from the first phrase, and by this point unshed tears were standing in his eyes.
"Will you guide me now, for I can't see, a reason for the suffering and this long misery. What if every living soul could be upright and strong? Well then I do imagine, there will be sorrow, yeah there will be sorrow, and there will be sorrow no more."
As the song ended,everyone stared at him, speechless until Natasha said, "Go Thor!" which started everyone cheering him on.
"Hah! Bruce's turn!" Tons sang out, giggling like a drunken teenager.
The mellow man glanced at him and shook his head slightly with a faint smile twisting his lips.
"Yeah, I know. Warning- I don't listen to music with words often... so I'm going to add-lib a classic. 'Kay?"
Ignoring the computer entirely, he takes a deep, calming breath, and intoned, "Twinkle twinkle little stars, I don't wonder what you are. Fusion, photons, neutrinos galore, I just wish you weren't so far."