Chapter Four

QOTD : Which one do you ship? Reynico or Solangelo? Jackunzel or Jelsa?

In this drabble, Loki is kind of like Will and Jace…except with a whole new level of danger, magic, screaming and laughing.

Why Loki Should Not Be Allowed Near A Duck DEDICATED TO WILL HERONDALE (Hardcore fan)

"Loki, oh Loki, how wonderful it sounds! Every time I hear that name, my heart…um…pounds!" Gabriel sang, voice off key and obnoxious.

Loki sat, crosslegged and floating in the white walls of their shared mind, his hands clamped over his ears. "Stop! That's even worse than a bunch of Thors singing Merry Christmas!"

Gabriel smirked. "Thank thee of thy compliment," He grinned mockingly, bowing down. "Would you like to hear more? Ooooooohhhh the Christ church bells ring—"

"Shhhh!"

"So wondrous great—'

"Gabriel—"

"Tolling high and merrily—"

"I beg you!"

"Lalalalala, by the lake—"

"GABRIEL!"

"There was a yellow and fluffy shape, guess what?"

"SHUT UP!"

There was a pause. "Wait, what was it?"

"IT WAS A DUCK! NEVER GUESSED THAT, DID YOU?"

…Needless to say, the villagers twenty miles away heard someone scream bloody murder.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Gabriel winced as he clutched his head. There was still a faint ringing.

Loki whacked him with the book he was reading. "You deserved that, stupid,"

Gabriel glared at him, bandage still in hand. "How do you get a book from nowhere, anyway?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"None of your beeswax."

There was silence, before a knocking could be heard.

"Gabriel?"

"Yes?"

"Did you hear that?"

"Of course I did, you dummy."

The door bursted open, and four angels stood, silhouetted.

In that moment, the two arguing tricksters were on the same boat. "RUN!"

—

"It was your fault. If you hadn't sang the song, we would've been perfectly fine and safe, instead of running away yet again."

"Huff…no, it was you who screamed, not my fault…if you want us to get out of here alive, stop draining my Grace!"

"I am not draining your Grace! How can I, when I am reading a book?"

"We are running for our lives, and you are reading a book created with my Grace."

"No! I used it with my—"

Gabriel had accidentally veered into the pond right in front of them. It resulted in a big splash of water which soaked the oncoming angels, who then flapped their wings in horror, buying them a few precious seconds in which they made a hasty plan. Actually, Loki listened in horror as Gabriel made a plan.

"Loki, I will create an illusion of ducks right where the angels are. You pretend they are real, and kaboom destroy them."

"That's awfuller than the time you went and put cotton candy around you and pretended to be—"

"On the count of three! Three!"

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN COUNT ONE AND TWO-"

Snap. Duck costumes appeared on the angels, and Loki's eyes grew wide with terror. Shoving Gabriel out of the way, terribly rudely by the way, ("Hey, that wasn't part of the plan!" "SHUT UP! OH NO! WHAT IN ASGARD IS THAT?") Loki seized control. In a matter of seconds, all the angels were sent back to Heaven.

"Loki?"

"Yes?"

"Ducks are coming."

…To say it didn't go well would be the understatement of the century.

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