A/N: Yay another chapter! We've reached over 50 reviews, keep up the awesomeness guys! Really, I love all of the feedback, and I am glad that everyone is enjoying this series as much as I am! Anywhose, I don't own the Avengers, or Nutella!
It was an average Tuesday night in Stark Tower – well, at least as "average" as it could be. Every Avenger and Loki were sitting in the main living room and watching an incredibly odd cartoon.
"What kind of hero gets his powers from a spider? A freaking spider!" Clint complained from his place on the floor in front of Natasha who was successfully using the Hawk as a foot rest. Thor, who was too entranced by the cartoon to notice Clint's insult, was completely flabbergasted as to how this hero could produce webs and swing on them like ropes. Tony, who had somehow ended up sitting next to Loki – again, was silently laughing at the hero's costume – there was so much spandex that it made the Cap's costume look fantastic.
"Doesn't anyone get the feeling that they know that guy?" Bruce asked from his perch in a chair to the side of everyone else.
"Yeah, I think I do," Steve said as he returned from the kitchen with a fresh cup of coffee. Loki glared at the screen for a moment – something was missing. The god's stomach growled faintly. Nutella! That was the thing he most desperately needed. The trickster gracefully stood and made his way to the kitchen. As he was reaching for the handle of one of the many cabinets he felt something quite odd. Thor was the only one to hear Loki's subtle "uh-oh" just before the God of Mischief sneezed harder than the God of Thunder had ever heard his brother sneeze. The other Avengers glanced over at Loki and were slightly shocked when all they saw was a puff of smoke.
Thor was the first to react. He leapt over the chair that he had occupied moments before and bounded over to his younger, adopted sibling. The others weren't sure if Thor's sudden laughter should've worried them or not.
"Oh brother, whatever has happened to you this time?" The other Avengers' eyes widened as they heard a loud meow in response. The older god bent down and scooped up the feline. Loki was a slender black cat with golden fur spotted on his head. Green eyes glared at the room's occupants. He hissed angrily – now was not the time for his magic to malfunction. "I must say dear brother, this is by far one of my most favorite of your forms," Thor said happily as he carried Loki back into the living room. Loki jumped out his brother's arms and pounced onto Tony who froze from his sudden appearance. The man of iron could have sworn that the cat-god smirked at him as the feline crawled up his chest and curled up on top of the arc reactor. The billionaire face-palmed as Loki began to purr loudly. Everyone else began to laugh at the pair. Clint began to make rather inappropriate jokes about the two, much to Steve's discomfort.
"Ha-ha, laugh all you want, but at least I'm not a complete loner," Tony mocked as he stood up cradling Loki so he wouldn't fall. The feline god let out a loud meow in protest as the man of iron set him down and walked off to his bedroom. The others just shrugged it off and slowly made their way to their own rooms. Loki waited until everyone was completely out of sight before he gracefully bolted to Tony's room. The cat-god leapt onto the large and relished in the glare he got.
"Hellokitty," the man of iron said with a smirk to which he could have sworn the trickster glared out. The lie smith made a noise that was the cat equivalent to a scoff before crawling back onto Tony's chest. The two slept peacefully that night in each other's company.
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Tony awoke to a very odd sensation and to a very concerned "damn" from Loki. The man of iron's eyes tore open. There was a very naked god of mischief on top of him. The others looked at each other with concern as they heard indiscernible shouting and movement from Stark's bedroom. Thor face-palmed as he heard his brother's laughter. The younger god suddenly bolted out of the man of iron's bedroom wrapped up in Tony's sheets. The billionaire chased after him shouting various profanities and threats.
"Called it," Clint said nonchalantly as he sipped his coffee and eagerly watched the two chase each other for most of the morning.
A/N: I wish I could have a Loki kitty, I bet he's soft. I hoped you enjoyed this little tidbit and are eager for more, and as always I really enjoy working with prompts and ideas, so feel free to toss those my way! ^^ Stay awesome out there!