A/N: Sorry this is a few days late, but I got in the first week! ^^' I should be writing essays, but this is far more fun! Happy New Year everyone!
It was New Year's Eve, and the Avengers were having a party – a party filled with almost every type of alcohol that Tony could get his hands on. After Loki's little alcohol induced magic accident after Odin and Frigga's visit, however, the Avengers had banned all alcohol from the god. What they didn't know was that Loki had a full proof solution to that problem - all he had to do was temporarily bind his magic and drink, a lot. Fortunately for him, Earth's Mightiest Heroes were currently washing away their sorrows with many, many drinks. The Trickster slunk over to the bar and began to fix himself a glass. Thor nervously appeared by his side.
"Brother, need we have this discussion again?" Loki merely smirked at him.
"Worry not...Brother, I have bound my magic, see?" he said as he held up a pale, bony hand and snapped his fingers. When nothing happened Thor sighed heavily and stared at Loki for a few moments.
"Okay," Loki ginned widely. "But you must drink responsibly." The younger god snorted a slight laugh, but nodded his assent, and continued with his drink making.
"Whoa. whoa! Are we really gonna let Rock of Ages drink?" Tony half shouted across the room. Loki glared at him for calling him that incessant nick name.
"Worry not friends! Loki cannot use his magic at the moment, and I trust that he will not break a thing!" Thor boomed before the God of Mischief could say any rude comebacks.
"I have a feeling that the world might actually end after all…" Hawkeye grumbled.
"You know? What if instead of destroying my property like we always do, we go to a club?" Tony suggested as he wearily eyed his recently repaired living room.
"What is this club that you speak of, Man of Iron?" Thor asked in an unsure voice.
"It's like an Asgardian feast, but with less food, an overabundance of drinks, and a lot of dancing. I'm in!" Loki explained with a touch of excitement. Thor raised his eyebrow before chuckling slightly.
"That sounds most interesting, but very fun indeed! Count me in as well!" the Thunder God boomed. Without much further discussion, the Avengers with a very enthusiastic God of Mischief in tow, ventured down the street to one of the most expensive clubs in New York City. Loki's eyes widened more than they ever had (even counting when Odin told him that he was adopted and then conveniently went into the Odinsleep) as soon as he entered the establishment. Blasts of techno shook his core, but before the hundreds of people swaying to the beat almost completely enveloped him, the Trickster darted to the bar on the left side of the dance floor with a gleeful laugh. Tony patted Thor's shoulder as he walked by.
"I worry about your brother often," the billionaire said with a slight smirk.
. . .
It was three minutes to midnight and the Avengers were currently huddled in a corner as they watched Loki continue to dance on one of the taller platforms the club had. This had been going on for almost four hours straight. Hawkeye wearily leaned over to Thor.
"How the hell is he still going?" the Marksman asked. Thor shook his head slightly.
"I have no idea; I have never seen my brother dance really…until now," the older god answered.
"Somebody should probably go get him before he misses the count down," Steve said as he downed another glass of some exotic, fruity drink.
"Leave him…" Tony said, suddenly waking up from his alcohol induced slumber.
"I am not sure if we will be able to get his attention," Thor stated with a hint of worry.
"You've had my attention this entire time, oaf." Everyone except Natasha jumped when Loki appeared at the table.
"I hate it when he does that…" Clint grumbled. Loki smirked mischievously at him before gracefully shoving Tony further into the booth that the Avengers currently occupied and sitting down next to the man of iron.
"Loki, exactly how many drinks have you had this night?" Thor asked disapprovingly. The younger god smiled a proud, triumphant smile.
"427 – The bartender said that I wouldn't have to pay if I got to 20. I now never have to pay for a drink here, not that I would have anyway. Oh, and I must ask, what in Odin's beard is 'YouTube'?"
Loki's question went unanswered as the entire room, say for the two gods, began to loudly count backwards from ten. When they got down to one, they erupted into cheering and drunken toasts. The God of Mischief smirked slightly as he watched the Avengers hold up glasses of various drinks. He was surprised when Tony pulled the god's arm up to join the others.
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" they cheered before downing their drinks. As Loki easily finished off his drink, his thoughts went to the new year. Perhaps it could be a fresh start for him. He smiled to himself. Nope, this was guaranteed to be the most mischievous year yet.
A/N: In all honesty, this chapter was originally going in a completely different direction…but I think Loki definitely enjoyed himself! I hope you enjoyed and stay awesome out there! ^^