Author's Note: Snippet that went absolutely no where, but, meh, I think it had potential. Hard to tell.

Characters: Loki

Warnings: None

Written: 2017 some time. :)

Note: Not checked for spelling or grammar!

In hindsight, it probably would have been better if he hadn't accepted the offer.

Loki lets out a long, rather dramatic groan as he looks up at the stars blurring in his vision. The sky is remarkably blue today, he notes offhandedly to himself as he lays on the ground limbs aching as he attempts to breathe properly again.

His ribs hurt, his head hurts and the sky is still shining annoyingly down on him, like nothing had gone wrong and Moa hadn't tossed him.

His fingers dig into the dirt curling as another wave of pain crashes through him. It really shouldn't have been so bad, getting tossed from Moa always left him breathless, (stupidly tall mare) but in the forest hitting a tree is always a possibility and with his incredible luck, Loki had done just that.

And to think, this morning his biggest concern was if he could make it through his almost two thousand paged book before the end of the day and still have time for another.

But Thor had been persistent and Loki had come to the realization that unless he accepted the offer to go riding with his obnoxious older brother he wasn't going to leave him be. And so, here he was laying on the ground because Thor had spooked Moa (on purpose-which is a very, very, very, hard thing to do-Loki knows, he's tried many times) and Loki had been tossed.

Even now, he can hear Thor's loud laughter ringing in the back of his head like a pounding hammer to his skull.

He's going to strangle Thor, then give his body to a snake to feed on for centuries.

Loki scowls at the happy blue sky again before slowly shoving his hands against the rough dirt and pushing himself into a sitting position. Thor is still laughing from atop his stallion, Victory and Loki glares at him darkly. "That," he begins his voice dark and hissing, "Was in no way funny."

Thor responds with a large smile, "I found it quite humorous actually, brother."

Loki gives him a deadpan look before raising his hand and waving it left. The magic works without fault and Thor goes flying off of Victory in a very un-princely manner his legs sticking up and his obnoxious red cape he's so fond of covering his face.

Loki snickers and gets to his feet moving towards Moa. The dark mare is still glaring at Thor from his prank in a rather dark way. Loki rests a hand on her face, "At least let me help you murder him." Loki says both glancing at the crown prince.

Thor waves his cape off of his face and gives Loki a small scowl. "I would really prefer if you didn't."