Author's Note: Not much to say here except that I own nothing save Sigyn and her family. Reteka Hyuuga poor Loki has no clue what he is doing right now, yet everyone else seems to. I hate it when that happens to me! Oh and never fear, I have not forgotten about Sif's hair. Loki needs a little assistance since we all know Sif doesn't trust him enough to get close to her. I bet you know who he is going to try to recruit :)
This was a terrible idea, and Loki knew it. Thor could eat and drink him under the table any day so why was he trying to keep up with him? Loki wasn't really sure why he was doing it; all he knew was that he had to. Thor just looked so smug. Sigyn's compliment had gone to his head; Loki could see it in Thor's perfect crystal blue eyes.
" 'You are very self-aware with your body'… self-aware indeed. He had planned on showing you just how self-aware with his body he could be, till you slapped him that is." Loki thought silently.
Sigyn was maddening with her charming smile, blue-green eyes, and… and why was she smiling at Thor like that!? It made Loki sick, or maybe that was the obscene amount of food he had been eating that was making him sick… who even cared. Loki had completely lost track of the conversation by this point, so he just stared at the dessert in front of him. He had a bit of a sweet tooth, but even the thought of eating the dessert made him want to throw-up.
"Are you going to eat that?" Thor asked after finishing his off.
Loki looked at Thor's empty plate and mustered his courage.
"Of course I am." He said a bit tersely.
He could feel Sigyn's eyes on him and he swallowed nervously. There was no going back now. From the moment the first bite hit his stomach Loki began to curse his stupidity.
"Of all the plans I have ever had, this one is certainly the stupidest…" He cursed silently.
Of course the more Loki thought about this plan the more he realized that there wasn't even a plan to begin with. He was in some bizarre eating contest with Thor for no reason. Loki kept his eyes on his dessert till he had finally finished it off. There was no sense of accomplishment or joy when he finished, merely an overly full stomach. Those at the table dismissed themselves and Loki hobbled behind Frigga and Sigyn back to his mother's sitting room. There was certainly no way he would be able to go train with Thor in this condition. He sat in a haze as Sigyn and Frigga talked until Sigyn addressed him.
"Do you feel well My Prince? You look indisposed."
"I fear we may be boring him to death." Frigga stated.
"Or perhaps he ate a bit too much at lunch." Sigyn offered.
Loki sat up a little straighter.
"I don't think it is a question of how much I ate, but what I ate. I think that the meat might have been undercooked."
Sigyn gave him a condescending look. "I ate the meat and I feel perfectly fine. Perhaps your royal stomach is more sensitive than mine?"
"Perhaps." Loki replied grudgingly.
He did not feel well enough to argue with Sigyn at the moment. Frigga stood from her seat.
"I will go fetch a few of the books we were discussing, and you can decide which ones you would like to take home with you."
Upon Frigga's exit Loki sprawled out very ungentlemanly like and held his head with his hands.
"By the Norns, I ate too much…" He lamented.
Sigyn began to giggle and Loki shot her a disapproving look.
"I thought you had. What in the Nine Realms possessed you to eat that much?"
"I have no idea." Loki replied honestly.
He felt confined in his tunic, but seeing as Sigyn was present he didn't have the option of removing it. He did the next best thing instead; he removed his belt. He set the item on the small table in front of him and Sigyn eyed it in amusement.
"Best not let your mother see that." She noted.
She removed her shawl and placed it strategically over his belt. Loki sent her a grateful smile and then went back to focusing on not throwing his lunch up. Frigga returned not long after and Loki went back to pretending that he felt perfectly fine. He even managed to throw in his own opinion of a couple of the books Frigga had brought back. He couldn't help but feel a little proud when Sigyn picked two of the books that he had recommended to take back home with her. Once she had decided on her books, Sigyn and the Queen talked for a while longer. Again Loki found himself paying little to no attention, but neither of the women bothered to point it out. After what felt like an eternity, Sigyn finally excused herself. Once the young woman had left, Frigga went to stand behind Loki and ran her hand over the top of his head as she used to do when he was a child.
"I would lecture you on how silly you were at lunch today, but I feel that your stomach is already teaching you that lesson." She commented teasingly.
"An astute observation." Loki lamented.
"May I offer you some advice?" Frigga asked.
"Next time eat less?" he replied sarcastically.
Frigga bopped him on the head and Loki smiled.
"I was thinking a little less obvious."
Loki tilted his head to look at his mother who was leaning over him a little.
"Stop trying to be Thor."
"What sort of advice is that?"
"The type of advice you should heed if you want to impress Sigyn."
"There you go with that 'impressing Sigyn' nonsense again…"
"I think it is time you stop writing it off as nonsense Loki."
"And I think it is time for a nap." Loki hastily replied while standing from his seat.
"Well try not to sleep through dinner darling."
"Must you really call me that mother?"
"Why shouldn't I? Does it bother you?"
"It doesn't bother me it's just… aren't I a little old for that particular term of endearment."
"You will never be too old for that particular endearment, Loki. I don't understand why it bothers you so much, it's not as if you are worrying about trying to impress anybody."
Frigga gave that annoying all-knowing smile and Loki knew this was a battle he was never going to win. He placed a kiss on his mother's cheek and beat a hasty retreat.
