A/N: Again, still for K. D. Sparrow. Hope you enjoy this one, too! I'm discovering how interconnected everything is as I go along. It's actually rather muddled. Anyway, onwards to the chapter. Tickle2Kill
The story of the dress had been told and Thor sat with an angry frown as both his brother, Liam and his son, Kirk laughed themselves to tears at Loki's retelling.
"So," Loki continued, sitting forward conspiratorily. "You could have been step-son to a Jotun. And Thor would be your mother."
Even Dr Phil's lips curved upwards at the words and their image. At the sight, Thor slammed his fist into the round table and it cracked beneath his palm.
"That is enough of tales!" his voice sounded both deep and angry, but peppered along the high tones was embarrassment.
Loki chuckled and sat back, kicking his feet up atop the table. "Can't take the thought of losing old Mjolnir or losing your virginity?"
Thor's face collapsed and suddenly his hammer was on Loki's chest. Loki's eyes widened and there was an almighty thump as he crashed to the ground with his chair. Dr Phil stood and tried to lift the thing, but his back popped and he resumed his seat.
"That's..." he panted at the pain in his back. "That's not the way we handle things when we're angry, Thor! Get Mjolnir off your brother so we can continue this session."
His nostrils flared and his eyes were little specks of blue beneath his scrunched brow, but Thor sighed and threw out his hand. Mjolnir flew straight into it within half a second. Suddenly the mischievous god was on his feet and his hair fell about his eyes in disarray. There was a mad gleam within his swirling orbs and he barely suppressed a tick in his face.
"I am finished with this farce. Odin can eat my liver with whatever he likes, I will not stay here." Before Dr Phil could utter even a letter, Loki grabbed Gungnir and vanished.
"Look what you've done, Chris. Tom is totally going to PWN something now." Liam said, shaking his head.
Dr Phil frowned and looked to Thor. "Chris? Is that some secret identity?"
Thor shook his head. "It is my mortal name, nothing more."
"Hey, my name is Chris, too."
"I thought it was James?" Dr Phil asked.
"No, that's Kirk, I'm actually a Pine."
"Isn't that a tree, mortal son?"
As they were speaking, a loud scream was heard and Loki reappeared in the room, falling gracelessly to the carpeted floor. The pad of paper in Dr Phil's hand swirled and he pressed it down gently.
"Father cast you back, didn't he?" Thor asked, his lips curling upward in amusement.
"Not another word, you selfish bastard. Not one." Loki pulled his chair back and sat in it, crossing his arms over his chest. His hair was still in disarray and he did nothing to fix it.
"We were talking about names. Do you have an alternative name?" Dr Phil asked, trying to ease everyone back into the conversation.
Loki sighed, frowned and nodded. "I also go by Tom when I am in mortal form. What does it matter?"
"The guy who was Kirk before me was called William." Kirk-Pine put out on the table, looking around at everyone.
"My mortal middle name is William." Loki said, frowning. "How many things connect us now?"
"My name is just a short version of William." Liam put out, but everyone continued frowning and thinking.
"I did a Shakespearean play and the playwright's name is William as well." Loki added, chuckling.
"You know, I just realized, you look like Data from that other fleet. You'd just need some make-up."
Loki raised a brow. "Data? How does one go about looking like data?"
"No, he's a person, man. Data's just his name."
"That is a foolish name for a child. What parent would do such a thing?" Loki asked.
"Whoever brought his parts together. He was an android."
"Android? Is that some Midgardian disease?"
"No, you see, it's..."
Kirk and Loki became ensnared in their conversation and Liam smiled.
"I'm in a movie with a girl who was in a movie about a person who's a younger version of the guy who was Captain of that other fleet. Jean-Luc Picard was his captain name, Charles Xavier was his other one. He ran this school with a whole bunch of mutants."
Thor was staring at his foster-brother and his son, Dr Phil was observing the whole scene and no one answered Liam.
"The girl that I thought I'd get with was actually in with my friend, Spock. He's a Vulcan. And then I find out she's in this thing with this guy called Chris, too. Except he's an Evans."
"Evans?" Loki murmured. "Steve Rogers alternative name is Chris Evans. Oh, now that I think of it, there is also a Bruce Banner. How odd."
"Isn't that the Avengers or something?" Liam asked, but no one listens to Liam.
Loki continued. "Thor mentioned a Tony Stark earlier and he is in this group as well. What are they called again?"
"Avengers." Liam put in, but again, no one listens to Liam.
"I'm not sure," Kirk-Pine said, scratching his chin. "But then, I find out she's also in this thing was this guy named Sam. And that dude was a robot or something in this thing with Bruce Wayne."
"Another Bruce?" Loki asked.
"That's what I heard, at least. And then this Sam guy is in another thing with Voldemort, but it turns out that he's Hades or something."
"Voldemort? What is that?" Loki asked, refilling his cup. After about ten minutes of continued conversation, Dr Phil cut in.
"This is good, we're talking about ourselves without fighting. Thor would you like to say something?"
He gazed at everyone, then back to Mjolnir. "I can dance."
Loki scoffed and pulled his half-empty cup to his lips. "As can I, dear brother."
Thor shook his head. "No, I danced with gusto, you dance with swinging limbs."
"We honestly aren't going to get into this are we?" Loki asked, and Thor stood.
"I dare you to prove you can dance better!"
A smug, calulating, triumphant smirk slid across Loki's face, his eyes sparkling merrily and he put out a hand. "Dare accepted."
To Be Continued...
