A/N: Sorry for the wait! Now that it's summer, however, I will be able to update more often (hopefully!). I hope you enjoy this as much as I did! And I don't own the Avengers, Loki, Nutella, or Spongebob.
It was a Friday. Just a normal Friday. Which, for the Avengers, meant there was utter chaos around every corner. New York was under attack, yet again, by some alien race that even Thor knew nothing of. Many people wanted to blame Loki, but he had been way too busy gorging himself with Nutella to even think of invading anything. The aliens were easy to defeat in small numbers, but they relentlessly kept coming. Hours had already passed in the duration of the fight, and it seemed as if the fight would last many more – until Loki finally stepped in.
After having sulked in the corner of Stark Tower's main kitchen, the God of Mischief appeared before the remaining aliens as a brilliant ray of magic and maniacal laughing. The Trickster effortlessly wiped out two of the three regiments that floated before him. But as he was preparing to strike the last, he was shot down by a powerful ray of what looked like red lightning. Loki shrieked in slight terror as he was thrown to the ground. The Avengers quickly destroyed the rest and were relieved when no more appeared. Thor was the first to get back to Loki.
"Brother?! What in Helheim has happened to you?" The dust and magic-induced smoke cleared to reveal a small child in armor that mimicked the Lie Smith's. The child was sitting in a small crater with a look of shock and disbelief plastered on his face.
"What….?" It came out as a whisper. "WHAT?!" The child screamed and punched at the ground.
"Loki?" Steve asked tentatively. The small god glared in his direction.
"He's so…CUTE!" Tony shouted from a safe distance as he half fell over in a laughing fit. The other Avengers soon joined in.
"Look at his little dimples!" Clint wheezed.
"And his eyes look so big and innocent!" Natasha chimed in.
"PUNY GOD IS TINY!" The Hulk yelled loudly. Thor chuckled and patted his small brother on the shoulder.
"Brother, I like this new form of yours!" Loki looked down in shame. He was literally a smaller version of his adult self – a chibi version. He hated this humiliation, but couldn't think of a graceful way to save face. He tried to summon his magic and change back, but nothing happened. He tried again. Still nothing. The others ceased their laughing when the young Loki started sobbing. Even Thor was taken aback – he had barely ever seen his brother cry, let alone sob.
"Aw, does somebody need their bottle?" Clint asked mockingly. That earned him an ear-splitting scream and a glare that would've given even Odin nightmares.
"You fool! My magic is gone! I cannot return to my normal form – or any form – I'm stuck like this!"
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Loki sat on the main couch in the living room of Stark Tower a half-eaten jar of Nutella sat to the side of him, abandoned, and he wore a dejected look upon his face. Tony, Bruce, and Thor were in one of the labs trying to figure out how to change the Trickster back. Clint and Natasha were off no doubt filling in Fury about the current situation. Steve sat across from the mini-god and continued to attempt conversation.
"So…what is it like?" The small God of Mischief slowly looked up at him and put his thumb in his own mouth in response. He didn't know exactly know why he did it, but it felt nice – comforting…it was comforting. The Captain tried not to laugh at the sight. It was quite endearing, but weird nonetheless. Loki watched with piercing green eyes as the super soldier moved over to the couch and sat next to him. "I promise we'll get your magic back, so long as you don't do anything bad – at least for a while." Steve smiled at the small nod that he got in return. "Now, why don't we try to work the television? Maybe there's a program on that's suited for old guys that look younger than they should!" Loki managed a smirk even with his thumb still planted in his mouth. They settled on a home improvement show, simply because Tony Stark's TV was quite difficult to use. A few hours passed like this. Tony, Thor, and Bruce finally emerged from the labs.
"I think we may have found the solution to your current state, Brother!" Thor boomed victoriously. Loki hopped (almost excitedly) off the couch. Bruce carefully placed little metal dots on the younger god's face and hands. The Man of Iron held up a strange contraption that looked suspiciously like a toaster.
"This could hurt," Tony said with a smirk. Loki nodded.
"Ready, Brother?" Another nod. "Very well then." Thor let out a grunt as he sent a strike of lightning from Mjolnir to the toaster-like contraption. The Trickster couldn't help the yelp that escaped his mouth. Blue smoke surrounded his small frame.
"Damn it…" Bruce mumbled when the clearing smoke revealed that Loki was still a child. The younger god was shaking from the force of Thor's lightning.
"Well, what the hell are we supposed to do now?" Tony moaned.
"Perhaps we would have more success if we knew more about the aliens that did this to Loki," the God of Thunder suggested.
"They were pink," the God of Mischief stated. The others looked at him curiously.
"Is that significant?" Bruce asked. Loki shrugged.
"I don't know. The Chitauri are grey, Thanos is purple, and I'm supposed to be blue!" There was a collective sigh.
"I guess we can just wait and see what happens," Steve offered with a shrug. Loki sighed again as he pulled the metal dots off. The five of them gathered around the TV and watched a Spongebob Squarepants marathon into the night. "Guys, look!" Steve whispered just loud enough for the other Avengers to hear. He gestured to the Trickster who had fallen asleep beside him. Thor chuckled quietly; the sight of his brother sleeping as a child was very sweet. Gold and green smoke suddenly poofed over Loki and there was a strange popping noise. When the smoke cleared, the God of Mischief was back to his normal adult self, and still fast asleep. Bruce and Tony scoffed.
"He just needed to sleep," Bruce observed in disbelief. Thor scooted over to his sleeping brother.
"Loki," he began softly, gently shaking the Trickster's arm, "you have returned to your normal form!" Loki stirred and slowly opened his emerald eyes.
"Why are you pathetic mortals staring at me?"
"Oh, yep, he's definitely back to normal," Tony bit with a smirk. The Trickster glanced down at his hands, then at the rest of his body. He jumped up and off the couch, green magic buzzing around his hands.
"It's back…" he whispered in awe. "My magic has returned!" he shouted victoriously as he gracefully ran out to the balcony. "Ha-HA! Later mortals!" Loki shouted excitedly with a mischievous grin before he swan-dived off the balcony and into the city below.
"Did your brother just swan-dive off my balcony?" Tony asked, cocking one eyebrow. Thor slowly face-palmed.
A/N: I'd love to see a small Loki like that! ^^ Wanna help me update faster? Then suggest a prompt, draw me a picture, make a balloon animal – any feedback and/or suggestions/requests that I receive help me write and update faster! Stay awesome out there!