A/N: This popped into my head as I sat down to write a chapter that was nothing like this ^^'. I blame the delicious coffee that appeared in my kitchen. Anywhose, the feedback is much appreciated, and I promise to keep the updates coming! Do enjoy! And I still don't own the Avengers, or Nutella, or Poptarts!
As the Avengers became more and more familiar with the two gods' eating habits, they realized how strange they truly were. Thor mostly ate only Poptarts and various meats, while Loki only indulged in Nutella and interesting sandwiches. The others didn't quite approve of the fact that neither sibling ate a healthy diet, yet they were in impeccable shape. Loki had simply smirked and said that "gods don't tend to get fat", when they had inquired about his and Thor's eating habits.
It was a foggy Wednesday afternoon when most of the Avengers decided to make coffee. They had all agreed after Loki's sugar rush induced breakdown that the trickster was not allowed to intake anything with caffeine in it. Loki did not approve in the least bit when he found out. It only infuriated him even more when he went to confront the Avengers and all of them had a hot cup of coffee in their hands. He glared at all of them and crossed his arms.
"So you trust Thor with coffee and not me?"
"Brother, please-," Thor was cut off by a wave of Loki's arm.
"The last thing any of us need to experience is a hyper Thor," the God of Mischief said flatly.
"Thor always drinks coffee, and he has never flipped out on us because of it," Steve said defensively and received a grateful look from Thor and another glare from Loki.
"May I…please have a cup of coffee?" the younger god pleaded softly. Natasha raised her eyebrow at the prankster.
"What will happen if we do let you drink the coffee?" she asked. Loki gave an almost uneasy smile.
"I'm not actually sure," he stated shrugging his shoulders then clapping his hands together, "shall we find out?" Everyone else looked at each other with uneasy glances. All eyes landed on Thor who just looked to the ground. After a few seconds of deep contemplation, the God of Thunder looked up at his younger, adopted brother.
"Do you promise to fix anything if you break it?" he asked seriously. Loki rolled his emerald eyes and placed a pale hand on his hip.
"Yes, I promise." Thor smiled slightly.
"Loki may have this wonderful drink called coffee," he said rather triumphantly. Loki stood up a little straighter and a small smile appeared on his face; he looked at the room's other occupants with hope filled eyes. There was a collective sigh before each of them nodded their assent. Loki's small smile grew to a large grin as he turned and ran rather quickly into the kitchen. The younger god giggled quietly with eager anticipation as he put together his very own cup of coffee complete with for tablespoons of sugar and quite a bit of peppermint creamer. He carefully held his cup so as to not spill it as he crossed back over into the living room and gently sat down on the far side (away from the windows) of the couch and relished a small sip of the precious liquid. The Avengers watched with quiet curiosity as Loki drank the entire cup within a couple minutes. The god set the empty cup on the nearby coffee table and let out a small contented sigh. It took a moment for everyone else to notice the now still god's even breathing.
"Is he asleep?" Clint asked in disbelief. The other's just stared at Loki, mouths agape in utter shock. Bruce glanced over at Thor.
"So caffeine has the complete opposite effect on Loki than on every other being in existence?" he asked still a little shocked.
"Well I wouldn't say all other beings, but it appears my brother has an interesting reaction to the coffee," Thor said in a hushed tone. The room fell into a silence that was only challenged by Loki's barely noticeable snoring. The silence was suddenly broken by the ominous sound of a marker being uncapped. All eyes fell to Clint who was quietly making his way over to the unconscious god.
"Clint what are you doing?" Natasha asked wearily.
"Taking my revenge, duh," the hawk said in a matter-of-fact tone. The others just kept watching as Clint gently drew on Loki's face with a black permanent marker.
"Loki's going to kill you when he wakes up!" Tony spoke up.
"Actually, Loki respect's anyone who manages to pull a prank on him. Despite his reputation, my brother is very honorable when it comes to such things." Everyone stared at Thor for a second before glancing back at Loki then at each other. There was a split second before everyone ran to retrieve something prank worthy from their rooms.
When Clint was finished drawing on Loki's face he was shoved aside by Natasha who immediately began to paint the trickster's finger nails a bright pink. Bruce ran back into the room with the Hulk on it and with the help of the other two, managed to actually get it on the god without waking him up. Thor came bounding in with a pair of odd looking boots covered with fur. He carefully slid them onto his brother's feet. Steve walked in shamefully and handed Thor a toy helmet that resembled the Thunder God's. Thor gave him an inquisitive look. Steve raised his hands in defense.
"It was in my closet, I'm not sure where it actually came from," he said quietly. Thor merely shrugged then handed the helmet to Clint who gently put it on Loki. Thor tilted his head to the side; it was almost odd seeing his brother wear his helmet (or one like it), the feathers suited him – maybe he could try to convince him later that the horns weren't the best of style for him. Tony came back into the room at the moment brandishing a very red feather boa. The team sans Steve and Thor snickered slightly as Tony draped the boa around the god. Bruce quickly shot a few pictures with his phone.
It was a few hours before Loki abruptly woke up. He glanced down at his new attire then quickly looked around the room; no one was in sight. The trickster slowly got up and crept over to a nearby mirror. He was surprisingly calm as he took in his appearance; bright pink nails, poofy knee-high boots, a very large Hulk T-shirt, a too-tight replica of his brother's helmet, an obnoxious boa, and a moustache, monocle, fancy beard, and an arrow wound drawn on his face with black marker. Loki began to softly shake as he tried to suppress his laughter.
"The monocle was a nice touch," he said rather loudly. The Avengers slowly crept from their hiding spot also known as the kitchen. "But if you really wanted to see me in a more feminine state – judging by the fur, nails, and feathers than you could've just asked," Loki said with a smirk as he turned to face them. Everyone tensed as Loki glowed gold for a few seconds. Everyone but the two gods went slack jawed when Loki stopped glowing.
"Really, Brother?" Thor asked as he face-palmed. Loki - or rather, Lady Loki – smirked at him.
"I had almost forgotten what this form felt like." Came the terrifyingly female-voiced reply. It was hard for the other Avengers to take in the sight of Loki as a woman, with long, flowing, black hair, a horned head piece, very tight leather, lots of fur, and a bust that could rival many of Tony's past house guests. Loki laughed and relished at the interesting/uncomfortable looks that he got. Natasha merely "humphed" and dragged an almost drooling Clint away from the scene.
A/N: Oh my goodness a Lady Loki has appeared! Loki has had bad luck with food groups lately ^^. Anyways, remember, Reviews = Nutella (and we all love Nutella!) and Prompts are always accepted – I promise they're being worked on! ^^' Stay awesome out there!