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Chapter Ten
Jenilynn's P. o. V:
Loki and I quickly come up with several pranks for Clint. When he goes up to his room, we wait for about an hour, then teleport in. Clint is fast asleep, holding both his bow and arrows. The quiver is pinned beneath his back. I shoot Loki a worried look. "How are we going to pull off the prank now? Clint has a death grip on his bow, and his arrows are pinned. I think he'd notice if we rolled him over and tried to take them," I frown. Loki looks thoughtful.
"We may not be able to pull off the original prank, but we should be able to do something."
"What do you have in mind?" Loki whispers his suggestion in my ear. A slow smile spreads over my face. This is going to be priceless! Loki waves his hand, then mutters an incantation. After that, we both teleport up to our separate rooms. "JARVIS?"
"Yes, ma'am?" the British voice answers.
"Can you please videotape Clint's reaction when he wakes up?"
"I shall."
"Thanks, JARVIS."
"You're very welcome, Ms. Jenilynn." With a content sigh, I settle back into my pillow. Within minutes, I am asleep.
Clint's angry yell wakes me in the morning. Loki appears in my room. "I take it that he found out what we did," Loki grins. I nod.
"JARVIS, please play the footage." The TV flickers on, and Clint's room fills the screen. There is a few minutes of him sleeping, but finally, he begins to stir. When he notices his altered weapons, the scream escapes his throat. He stares in horror at the heart tipped arrows and golden bow. Quickly, he loads an arrow, then fires at the ceiling. The sound of birds chirping and angelic music fills the air. Clint curses, then throws the now useless weapons down. After throwing on some clothes, he storms out of his room, and the footage ends. "I'd say Cupid wasn't too happy with our prank."
"He needs to lighten up. It was a good prank. The sound effects were a nice touch, by the way." I blush under Loki's praise.
"Thanks. I try." Loki laughs, then grabs my hand and drags me down to the kitchen where the rest of the Avengers are waiting. Clint is sitting at the table, fuming over his precious bow and arrow. Tony looks up when we enter, his eyes revealing his amusement.
"So, did you two have anything to do with Legolas' bow and arrow alteration?" Loki solemnly meets Tony's eyes and shakes his head.
"We did not touch Barton's bow and arrow." Tony nods, satisfied.
"See? He was telling the truth."
"Then how did my weapons end up like THAT?!" Barton demands. Tony shrugs.
"That's up to you to find out, Legolas." Clint groans angrily and storms out of the kitchen. Loki and I exchange a satisfied look when Tony isn't looking. I can't wait to see Clint's reaction when he wakes up tomorrow.
When we are sure that Clint is asleep, we teleport into his room once again. This time, I cast the spell, giggling quietly as I watch it start to take hold. Loki gives me a high five and a quick kiss on the lips before we both teleport back to our rooms. I open my mouth to ask JARVIS to videotape Clint's reaction again, but JARVIS beats me to it. "I already am going to videotape his reaction, Ms. Jenilynn." I grin.
"You know me too well, JARVIS."
"Indeed I do, Ms. Jenilynn. Indeed I do." I smile and snuggle back into bed. Tomorrow morning can't come soon enough.
Sure enough, at about seven in the morning, a womanly scream echoes through the Tower. Loki appears in my room, and JARVIS turns the TV on. A chuckle escapes my lips when I take in the assassin's new appearance. A white diaper is wrapped around his waist, curly blonde hair covers his head, and huge, white, feathery wings sprout from between his shoulder blades. When he wakes up, he stretches, not yet taking in his altered clothing and body. When he finally takes in the fact that he is wearing a diaper, a disgruntled look crosses his face. The new hair style doesn't faze him much either. However, when his wings open up, and he catches sight of them in the mirror, the womanly shriek escapes his lips. He reaches his hand behind him and tries to pull them off, only to discover that they are firmly rooted in place. In frustration, he collapses on the bed. Soon, knocking is heard on his door. Panic covers his face as Tony speaks. "Robin Hood, what's the matter? Was that you that screamed?" By now, I'm rolling back and forth with laughter, tears streaming down my face. At last, I manage to turn my attention back to the screen.
"Tony, I'm fine. Go back to bed."
"That scream says otherwise. Open the door, or I'll have JARVIS unlock it." Clint shoots a panicked look at the ceiling.
"You wouldn't."
"Actually, quite the contrary. I'm enjoying this immensely," the AI says, sounding amused. True to his word, Tony kicks the door in. When he sees Clint, he stares at him, momentarily confused. After the initial shock fades, Tony starts to shake with laughter. The other Avengers appear in the doorway, having heard the door being broken open. Loki and I teleport down as well. Clint glares at us.
"You!" he growls.
"Me," Loki agrees calmly. Clint's face grows red with anger.
"Change me back, or so help me..." I look at him, amused.
"Or what? You'll shoot me with your love arrows?" With that, I turn and walk away. Loki follows me as well.
"Well, should we let him suffer for a few days, or pull the final pranks tonight?"
"I'm not that mean. He's been plenty embarrassed already, and he didn't do anything to harm or annoy us. I say we take the enchantment off of him and his weapons, then pull the remaining pranks." Loki considers my statement.
"That would probably be best." I smirk, nodding.
"Of course it is. I thought of it," I grin. Loki rolls his eyes good-naturedly, then leans down for a kiss. I kiss him gently, then go to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee.
When everyone is otherwise occupied, I go up the the copier, place my picture on it, then set the copier to print out two thousand copies of it. A grin forms on my face. If Clint doesn't already hate me, he will now.
With Loki's help, I transport all of the pictures up to Clint's room when he is sleeping. We both use our magic to plaster the pictures to all of the walls, the ceiling, and the floor. When his entire room is covered, I wave my hand and pull off the final prank. Both Loki and I survey the room appreciatively. I wink at Loki, give him a quick kiss, then teleport back to my room. Before I can open my mouth, JARVIS reassures me that he is videotaping Clint's reaction. I sink into bed with a content smile on my face.
Loki wakes me up early in the morning, not Clint's scream. I am momentarily disoriented. "Is Clint not up yet?" Loki shakes his head.
"No, he's up. I think he's too busy ripping pictures off of his walls," Loki smirks. The TV flickers on, confirming Loki's statement. Clint is racing around his room, ripping the pictures of Katniss down. A large bed shape like a nest dominates the center of the room. The pillows are in the shape of eggs. Clint ignores the bed for the moment, too intent on his task. At last, he manages to rip all of the pictures down. The many trashcans are stuffed full of crumpled posters, with many laying on the ground. Clint sinks into his new bed, seeming to enjoy it. I shoot Loki a surprised look.
"I didn't think he would enjoy the bed..." I trail off. Loki shrugs.
"The giant painting of Katniss above his bed should pay for that," Loki smirks. JARVIS pans the camera until it is angled at the ceiling. Sure enough, Katniss is now on the ceiling. I laugh. Since it is still early, I crawl back into bed. I pat the bed beside me. Loki raises his eyebrow.
"Are you sure? My skin is still unusually cold, even in this form." A chuckle rises in my throat, and Loki shoots me a questioning look.
"What?"
"Did you forget?" Loki still looks confused, so I summon my courage, then take on my Jotun form. Loki face palms as I shrink back down to my normal size.
"I can't believe I forgot. It's early," Loki grumbles. I smile at his excuse. Loki walks over to the bed, then crawls under the covers with me. His skin feels warm against mine. I snuggle up against him.
"Who's our next target?" I ask into Loki's raven hair.
"Thor. Definitely Thor." A grin spreads over my face, then sleep overtakes me once again.
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