For my new favorite reviewer, morgan le fay! I hope this lives up to your expectations.
Disclaimer: I don't own Loki. Or Teeny.
"I could have danced all night! I could have danced all night! And still had time for more!" Loki sang loudly and slightly off-key as he danced around the living room holding Teeny. The cat struggled in his arms, hissing and spitting angrily at the god. But he ignored her and continued to dance and sing. Jane, seeing this as an opportunity to do some real work, buzzed down the hall and into his temporary room. She gathered her, Mandy's, and Loki's laundry in a basket and carried it down the hall. She tossed all the dark items (the vast majority) into the washer and began to hum a random tune as she pressed buttons and adjusted dials for the proper settings.
It was a stroke of good luck that Loki found immense pleasure in musicals, and Jane had plopped him on the couch with a pile of classics while Mandy went out job hunting for the afternoon. Not so much because she needed money (Odin paid them very well to take care of Loki, so much that they had purchased a new house for the three of them) but because she was bored and wanted something to do.
So as Loki and Teeny re-enacted scenes from My Fair Lady, Brigadoon, and Call Me Madam, Jane did some chores. Teeny escaped and hid under a couch, hissing like a dying fire, and Loki grew bored with trying to coax her out. Instead he wandered through the back room of the house and looked into the washing machine. Realizing that Jane could use some help, Loki dumped in what seemed to be the correct amount of soap and threw the lid down, turning on the machine.
Jane found it running and assumed that she had turned it on herself and promptly forgot about it. Until about fifteen minutes later, when a small stream of bubbly water was found moving its way down the hallway from the laundry room.
"LOKI!" Jane screamed. Loki came running, the cat clutched in his arms once more.
"Jane?" he asked, raising one eyebrow. She pointed at the stream of water that continued to grow in size.
"Did you turn on the washing machine?"
"Well you were busy and it looked easy so I took care of it!" he complained. Jane shook her head and frowned.
"This will take all afternoon to clean up," she groaned. She dashed back and turned off the washing machine before it could do any more damage.
"I'll do it!" Loki volunteered. Jane crossed her arms.
"You've done enough," she frowned. Loki looked dejected.
"Here, close your eyes," he said, becoming excited again. Jane rolled her eyes and then closed them, wondering what had gotten into the trickster. He puffed up his chest, glad to help his mortal friend, and recited a quick cleaning spell that left the whole house spotless. He felt drained and leaned heavily against the wall.
"You can open them now," he puffed. Jane looked up to see Loki panting and the entire hallway clean.
"Thanks Loki," she smiled.
"Anything for Mandy and Jane!" he smiled. Jane laughed and petted him gently on the head.
"Who wants rootbeer and a musical?" she asked.
"LOKI DOES! LOKI DOES!"
LATER
"So how went the job hunt?"
"Eh, boring. I hopefully got a job at the bookstore," Mandy smiled, "How was babysitting?"
"Well he didn't burn the house down, and he loves Donald O'Connor," Jane said.
"And Teeny." The girls watched amusedly as the trickster tried to pull the stubborn cat out from under the couch. He had tried calling her, baiting her, playing her favorite game, and setting out fresh food and water. The cat would not move.
"Oh yes, and Teeny."