I'm back! :D Finished my freshman year of college and somehow managed to keep most of my sanity! Plus, I passed all my exams! Yay!

So, I had a really great idea for this week's one-shot, but it has small spoilers for Age of Ultron, so I may wait a little bit to post it…

Okay, so I didn't check and see if I had already posted a one-shot for Letter L, and for some reason, I thought I had put my previous Letter L under another letter… But, when I found out that I already had a Letter L, I had already written this one… So this is Letter L Part 2! I swear, next week will be a new letter!

Disclaimer: Okay, everyone repeat after me: Sky does not own the Avengers, Sky does not own the Avengers…

L-He loves pissing off Loki

Today was a rare day. A day that only happened once a few hundred or so years. Loki was in a good mood. Most of the Avengers were out on various missions, including the bumbling oaf that still insisted on calling himself Loki's brother, and the ones that remained were, so far, staying blissfully silent. So, add all those factors together, plus a few more, like the fact he was finally starting to enjoy a slightly normal life on Midgard, Loki was in a good mood.

That is, until he entered the kitchen around lunchtime to make a sandwich. Stark was sitting at a table, eating something that Loki suspected Pepper made for him, after forcing him from his lab. Avoiding eye-contact, Loki walked over to the fridge and opened it, hoping that maybe, just maybe, Stark would let him eat in peace.

"Hey Loks," Stark said, causing the god to wince. He hated that name.

"Stark," Loki replied, voice cold.

"Whatcha up to?" he asked, taking a bite of food.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Loki asked, slipping back into his sarcastic mood. There went his good mood. He closed the fridge and turned to place his lunch items on the counter behind him.

Stark sat up straighter. "Ooooh, I love guessing games! Hmm, let's see… You're…" Here Loki tuned him out. After a few minutes, Loki realized that Stark had stopped guessing whatever he was trying to guess and was just saying Loki's name over and over again.

"Loki, Loki, Loki…"

"What?" Loki snapped, getting very annoyed. Dealing with Thor was one thing, but Tony? That was a whole new level of annoying.

"Hi," Stark said, then giggled and ran out of the room. Loki blinked. That was new… And a little weird…

(ABC)(ABC)(ABC) (ABC)(ABC)(ABC) (ABC)(ABC)(ABC) (ABC)(ABC)(ABC)

It soon became very evident to Loki that Stark was bored. Very, very bored. The lack of other Avengers left only one victim for Stark's boredness. And that unfortunate victim was a certain God.

After the lunch incident, Loki went into the common room to read and eat his lunch, hoping to avoid the inventor. But alas, that was not in the cards for the Trickster. Loki was so involved in his book that he didn't hear Stark come in. Only when he started poking the back of Loki's head did Loki finally realize he wasn't alone.

"Stark," Loki stated calmly. He was very proud of how calm he sounded, since on the inside, anger was slowly rising. "What are you doing?"

"Poking," Stark said, quite matter-of-factly.

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because…?"

"Because I can." Loki growled under his breath and moved to the other end of the couch. Stark followed.

"Stark."

"Yes?"

"Can you cease the poking of my head?"

"Say please."

Deep breath. Calm. "Please."

"Aw, since you asked so nicely!" Stark squealed, hugging Loki around his neck and running off again. Loki rested his head in his hands and deeply contemplated throwing him out a window. Again. Maybe a higher one this time. And maybe making sure he didn't have access to his suits… Good thoughts…

Poor Loki… And this is why we don't let Tony get bored when Loki's the only one in the Tower… xD Anywhoooo, hope you enjoyed it! :) Review s'il vous plaît! (That means "please" in french ;) )