A/N: Sorry for the slight wait – I blame band and the Olympics (they're just so distracting)! Anyways thank you guys so much for all of the awesome feedback and ideas guys! I've got some really interesting ideas for future chapters, and I'd like to thank DhampyrX2 because the ending of this chapter was inspired by their review. ^^ Anyways I don't own the Avengers or Nutella, and do enjoy!

Loki rubbed his temples with pale fingers as Thor's voice continued to boom through his entire being. The other Avengers seemed to be a tad disgruntled as well.

"YOU'RE COURTING A MORTAL?! I'M NOT SURE AS TO WHETHER OR NOT I SHOULD BE PROUD OR FEARFUL!" Loki rolled his eyes; he'd been listening to the God of Thunder for almost two hours.

"Thor, I understand your concern, but I am not the same as I was before. I also have found myself in the debt of this mor-…Natalie. This is a fitting way to pay her back, and possibly have a little fun whilst doing so, aye my friends?" the God of Mischief asked calmly, looking up at the others.

"A) so, we're actually your friends now? And B) you're actually going through with this?" Bruce asked, raising his eyebrows. Loki crossed his arms.

"Well yes, to both of your questions," he stated in the most sincere tone that he could muster.

"How are you in debt to her?" Steve inquired. Loki's gaze dropped to the floor.

"She is the one who made the children in that 'Target' store leave me alone – I owe her my life," the God said quietly. Everyone gave Loki questioning looks.

"Do you even know what to do on a date, here at least?" Tony asked skeptically. Loki looked up as if to say something but furrowed his eyebrows in contemplation; he slowly shook his head.

"I believe that it is safe to assume that I am unaware of the proper courting tactics as my last 'date' ended with Sleipnir." Thor stopped his worried pacing and stifled a laugh which earned him a glare from Loki.

"I'm not even going to ask what that's about. J.A.R.V.I.S., make reservations for two at the usual place for 6:30 tonight," Tony said he pulled his wallet out of his pocket. As he pulled out a card he stared at Loki. "If you go crazy with this, you'll never see the light of day again." A perplexed look formed on the trickster's face. The man of iron sighed. "This is a credit card; you pay for things with it."

"I am fully aware of what a credit card is, Stark. What I do not understand is why you are helping me."

"Well, you have been behaving lately, and you did kinda save a baby earlier," the man of iron mumbled in a defensive tone. Loki was a bit stunned; he fumbled his words as he tried to thank Tony.

"So, what are you going to wear, Loki? Cause trust me, armor is not fitting for a date," Bruce said as he looked the God up and down. The trickster rolled his eyes and used a little magic to transform his clothes into a sleek black suit complete with a black vest, black tie, white undershirt, and a gold and green scarf.

"Is this more fitting, Dr. Banner?" Loki asked, a smirk forming on his face.

"I don't the scarf really works," Clint commented under his breath.

"Really? Because I have heard many good things about this appearance. Agent Romanoff, does this appearance not seem adequate for you?" the younger god asked.

"If you're asking me if I think you're attractive than the answer will always be no," Natasha said, glaring at the prankster. Loki sighed ever so slightly.

"I was talking about the suit, but if you really feel that way I am inclined to tell you that I take no offence to that what so ever. But how does the outfit work for you now?" he asked as he motioned to Clint who was suddenly wearing a suit similar the God of Mischief's. The only difference was that the scarf was purple and black.

"What the?!" Clint shouted in protest. The widow made an almost unnatural noise before turning red and quickly leaving the room.

"See, women love the scarf!" Loki said triumphantly.

"Mr. King of Everything, I believe now would be a proper time to call your date and inform her of your dinner plans," J.A.R.V.I.S. cut in. Tony glared at Loki.

"You told my AI to call you 'King of Everything'?" Loki merely smirked at the man of iron and calmly left the living room to go call Natalie. The billionaire narrowed his eyes. "J.A.R.V.I.S., in the future please call Loki 'Reindeer Games'," Tony said with his own smirk.

"Very well sir, but I do not think that he will be very pleased with that," the computer replied.

"I am still not able to believe that my brother has a date, with a mortal!" Thor said, throwing his arms up.

"Better start believing now, Brother; I must be off to meet my…date," Loki said as he walked back into the room, a touch of worry etched in his tone. The others looked at him and tried to offer words of encouragement, but none of them knew what to see.

. . .

Loki sat alone at a small table in a decently crowded restaurant. He glanced down at the white tablecloth and traced over the silver utensils with a shaking hand. He couldn't quite figure out why he was so nervous. Perhaps it was because Natalie was running late. These thoughts were cast aside when the god caught sight of the woman quickly making her way to his table. She was wearing a strapless black dress. She smiled when she saw Loki and quickly sat down.

"Sorry I'm a bit late – traffic was terrible," she said apologetic tone.

"Tis fine," Loki said, nodding his head slightly. A waiter calmly walked up and patiently took their order – Loki had decided that he wanted to know every single detail about almost all of the dishes. Natalie giggled slightly as the waiter finally left the table after fifteen minutes of explanation.

"I think I'm beginning to understand why they call you the God of Mischief," she said. Loki gave her a slight smile.

"They don't just call me that, I really am a god," he said, pride etched heavily in his tone.

"Ah, so you're still trying to be superior to everyone else; I'm so glad! I was beginning to think that you had really switched over to their side," she said, an odd gleam appearing in her eyes. Loki's eyes widened ever so slightly – how had he not noticed before?

"Amora…" he said with as much venom he could muster. The Enchantress let out a delighted giggle.

"Of course! I am actually a little surprised that you didn't notice sooner!"

"So, Natalie?"

"Doesn't exist, never did. Which reminds me; watching you being chased by children is quite entertaining," she said with a smirk. Loki slightly growled.

"And what about the baby girl?"

"She's safe, the real authorities have her now – I knew that you wouldn't be very pleased with me if I let her be harmed." The trickster sighed – half out of relief and half out of annoyance.

"What do you want Amora?" he asked harshly.

"Well I had been thinking of offering my help in the instance that you wanted to take advantage of the Avengers while you had their trust."

"That won't be necessary, I have everything where I want it," Loki said calmly. Amora seemed quite a bit disappointed at that.

"What a shame, I was looking forward to causing some chaos and seeing Thor again." The God of Mischief scoffed and stood up.

"Good luck with that, and with paying for all of that," he said motioning to the plethora of plates that were being brought to their table. Amora was about to say something but Loki had already teleported back to Stark Tower. Loki face-palmed as he stood just outside of the door to the main floor. Tonight had not gone at all how he had planned. He was slightly mad at himself for being tricked by Amora. He slowly opened the door and was met by a variety of greetings

"You're back early? Must've been rough," Bruce said sympathetically.

"Did you get stood up?" Steve asked worriedly.

"You didn't destroy anything, did you?" Tony asked skeptically.

"It was the scarf, wasn't it?" Clint asked mischievously.

"You didn't threaten her, did you?" Natasha asked with a smirk.

"Brother?" Thor asked worriedly. Loki slowly walked over to the couch and limply fell on to it.

"Amora's in town…" he said quietly.

"Did she ruin your date?!" Thor's voice escalated to a very loud volume.

"She was my date…"

"Oh Brother, I am so sorry….here, have some Nutella," Thor said sympathetically as he handed his adopted brother a large container of Nutella. Loki sniffled slightly as he ate an entire spoonful in one bite. Thor watched the prankster for a moment. He was going to have to have a serious talking to with Amora.

A/N: I hope I didn't make Amora too out of character (I did my best ^^'). And I really hope you enjoyed and as always feedback is to me as Nutella is to Loki! Stay awesome out there!