Just Another Party
Disclaimer: I do not own the Marvel characters that appear in this fanfic. I only own the plot and the names of the Chitauri. *By the way, I made up the metal and the name of the Chitauri home planet. Hehe. Oh, by the way, they are celebrating in (or on, you pick) military headquarters, to answer The ParadoxicalOtaku's question.
Chapter Three: Gangnam Style
Scalebe had assigned Captain Adrool the task of making sure Denant did not attempt to steal the Absithei. Adrool was to be, unfortunately, handcuffed to Lieutenant Denant, even in the bathroom! Adrool was not looking forward to this assignment, even if he got to spend more time off his shift. Another reason the Captain hated his assignment was because he was the officer that had ended up on the roof (remember?).
When Denant saw Adrool, his face paled (an amazing feat, due to the fact that their faces were made of metal) and he put on an apologetic smile. "Captain! I wanted to say- that is- erm, I'm very, very, very sorry about the bar fight- couldn't have had a better handler-"
Adrool glared at the cowering Lieutenant. Poor Denant.
"Let's go, Lieutenant." He said harshly. Denant gave him the big, watery puppy eyes again, and Adrool felt his stony face crumble. Why, why oh why did Denant have such an adorable puppy face?
Meanwhile, our resident God of Mischief was already sitting at the bar with an entire bottle of Absithei, listening to the new radio the Chitauri had looted from a nearby planet. Loki was surrounded by two attractive female officers, both hanging onto his every word, gazing at him adoringly. Loki, half drunk and pleased with all the attention, carefully decided to not tell them about the Bilgesnipe story.
When Adrool and Denant arrived, Loki had already passed the point of tipsy, into full-blown drunk. "Ah, Captain Drool and Lieutenant Denant!" Loki slurred, drawing amused sniggers from the two female officers. A loud, obnoxious song came on, in a language Loki didn't care to understand. Giggling, the two officers dragged a confused Loki to the dance floor, dancing to the beat.
"Woppan Gangnam Style!" The radio blared. Wincing slightly, Loki retreated to the bar for another bottle. In a few more minutes he was too drunk to even care about what he was doing. A fast learner, Loki quickly caught on to how the dance went, and all the females present were impressed at his dancing skills (who knew?)
But the highlight of the night was when Loki jumped onto a table, and proceeded to backflip off of it, landing into Adrena (one of the female officers) arms, where he did some things I am too young to mention.
Yet another surprise was waiting for Loki in the morning, but at least all of the extra mead was gone!