A/N: Short AU meme: requested by anonymous
She slaps him.
"That was for New York!"
He grins.
"I like her."
"CUT!"
Tension diffuses with one shouted word. Thor lets out a breath and Sif walks off set, calling for someone to refill her coffee and to sharpen her sword. She's become a bit of a prima donna since the first movie came out, sad to say.
"Guys, come on. How many times do we have to do this scene?"
The director looks ready to pull his hair out, and Jane feels for him. Loki does not.
"If you ask me, I thought that was the best take we've done so far," he says.
"Oh yeah, it's great," the director says through grit teeth, his face turning red. "Great if you were Thor. You guys have got to find a way to get the proper mood across before we end up behind schedule. This scene is supposed to indicate hostility and a mutual disdain for each other. It is not supposed to look like you're going to start making out at any second. Now get it right!"
The director stomps off, and Loki smirks, pulling Jane to him.
"If he's trying to keep us from having a snog, he's a little late in the game, don't you think, dearest?"
Jane rolls her eyes.
"Just don't say things like that when he's around. We don't want to kill the poor guy."
"Speak for yourself."