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Jenilynn's P. o. V:
When I wake up but cannot move, I am momentarily scared. Then, I see the reason for my immobility and relax. Loki's arm is pinning me down, pulling me tight against his side. His face is peaceful, no wrinkles marring his forehead. I lean against his arm and close my eyes, waiting for him to wake up.
At last, almost twenty minutes later, Loki starts to stir. "Jenilynn," he whispers. His eyes are not yet open. Suddenly, his emerald eyes fly open and meet mine. Confusion passes through them, before he remembers the pranks of the morning. "Morning, Jen." I smile against his shoulder.
"Mornin', Lo," I grin. Surprisingly, Loki doesn't object to his new nickname. We both stretch, then glance at the clock. It is already nine thirty. Both Loki and I get up, and Loki teleports back to his room to get dressed. I take a fast shower, then pull on jeans and a tee shirt. When I am presentable, I go downstairs to the living room, where all of the Avengers are gathered, glued to the television set. A familiar scene meets my eyes. The footage of all of Natasha and Clint's pranks are playing. Both assassins stand in the doorway, arms crossed over their chests. The occasional smile does flicker across their faces every once in a while. I go into the kitchen, grab some toast, then make my way back to the living room. Loki has joined the rest of the Avengers in watching our "home videos." I see Thor sitting on the couch, contentedly stuffing Poptart after Poptart into his mouth. A grin forms on my face, and I walk over to Loki. He scoots over on the couch, and I take a seat next to him. When I get comfortable, I rest my head on his shoulder. To the casual observer, it would just appear as a friendly gesture, but for me, it is the perfect opportunity to whisper in his ear. "I have an idea on how we could prank Thor," I whisper.
"Do share." I quickly whisper my plan into his ear, trying to look as casual as possible. When I am finished, a smirk spreads over his face. "I do believe that this could work," Loki finally whispers back after consideration. I smile and snuggle against his side, and we both watch our pranks play out on the screen. When Thor goes to his room, Loki and I sneak downstairs to the kitchen. We both help each other, working together to set the prank up. When the prank is complete, we both go upstairs. Loki comes to my room and crawls into bed with me. Despite the fact that we both slept late, we both fall asleep almost instantly.
I know our prank has been discovered when Thor's booming voice echoes through the Tower. "What fiend has stolen my Poptarts?" I snicker quietly, pleased with Thor's reaction. A quiet chuckle tells me that Loki is awake too.
"I do not understand his fascination with that breakfast item. I have tried them, but I found them rather dry and unappealing." I shrug.
"Personally, I don't think they're that bad, but that's just me." Suddenly, loud steps echo up the stairs. Thor forces my door open and glares at both me and Loki.
"Did you two have anything to do with the disappearance of my Poptarts?" Thor thunders angrily. The smell of ozone fills the air.
"Brother, I assure you, the food you seek is not gone. Perhaps you just didn't look hard enough," Loki suggests. Thor's face grows red.
"Are you suggesting that the mighty Thor overlooked his favorite delicacy?" Loki nods.
"I do believe that you should check the cabinets again. They may have just been moved around." Thor growls and storms out of he room. When he is out of earshot, I turn to Loki.
"Did you put them back?" Loki nods.
"Every last box of them," he smirks. I laugh.
"Thor is going to be quite angry with us in the next few days." Loki nods seriously.
"Yes, but it will be worth it, especially after what I have planned for tonight." An evil grin spreads over his face as he explains his plans to me.
When JARVIS informs us that Thor is asleep, both Loki and I teleport to his room and begin working. Thor doesn't stir once the whole time that we're in his room. At last, we finish our job. I hold a Manila envelope open, and Loki deposits the contents of his hand into it. I take a sharpie and neatly write "Thor" in cursive letters. Then, I seal the envelope and place it on his nightstand. Giggling, I teleport back to my room, Loki at my side. After JARVIS' reassurance that he will get everything on camera, Loki and I snuggle next to each other and fall asleep.
Thor crashes into our room in the early morning, a storm cloud literally hovering over his head. He hold the envelope out to us, some of the contents in his hand. "Did you shear my locks off?" Thor asks, his voice low. Loki smirks.
"No, I didn't." Thor glares at him.
"You lie, brother."
"I am not your brother, nor am I lying." Thor growls and storms out of the room, going to get the rest of the Avengers. Soon, everyone is congregated into my room. Tony laughs at Thor's new haircut. All of his hair has been sheared off, except for a little fuzz on the top of his head. Steve looks at it approvingly.
"A buzz cut. I like it!" Thor looks at him hopefully.
"You do?" he asks, looking like a lost puppy. Steve nods.
"It's a good look for you." A smile spreads across Thor's face.
"Thank you, friend Steve. I rather like it myself." With that, Thor walks out of the room towards the kitchen, no doubt in search of Poptarts. Tony winks at us, then mouths "nice one" before leaving. Loki laughs.
"Thor was lying. He is still upset over his haircut, but he will not seek revenge against us."
"Good!" I laugh. "I would hate to be unable to pull off the rest of our pranks." Loki grins.
"What do you have in mind?"
When Loki comes into my room later in the night, I am already asleep. He slips gently between the covers, trying not to wake me. However, the slight movement causes me to open my eyes. "Did you do it?" Loki asks against my shoulder.
"I did. JARVIS is taking a video of it." I can feel Loki's lips curl into a smile against my skin.
"I can't wait to see this." With that, we both cuddle next to each other and fall asleep.
"Where is my hammer?! What fiend dares to hide the mighty Mjolnir? Show yourself!" Thor commands, his voice echoing through the Tower. The TV flickers on, allowing me to view Thor's room. Thor is holding the common household hammer, a look of rage on his face. A sticky note on the handle proclaims it to be Mjolnir. "This is not my hammer!" Thor yells angrily. He stomps across the room, only to fly forward as he trips over something invisible. I wave my hand and allow Mjolnir to become visible. Thor whirls around to find out who tripped him, a look of outrage on his face. However, when he sees his precious hammer, his face falls into a look of horror. Colorful pony stickers cover the head and the handle of the hammer. "Who is this My Little Pony?" Thor considers the hammer, no longer looking as outraged. Suddenly, his door bursts open, and Tony walks in. He looks at the hammer in mild surprise.
"Thor, you didn't tell me that you were a brony!" By this time, I am laughing too hard, and I collapse backwards on the bed, holding my stomach. Loki smirks at me.
"You did well, and Tony's remark was the icing of the cake, as the mortals would say." I laugh again.
"I say that Tony is long overdue for his set of pranks." A smirk slowly spreads over Loki's face.
"Oh yes, I'm definitely going to enjoy this one."
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