Disclaimer: Marvel is being mean and still won't sell me this fandom!

A/n: I live in the Midwest. It has been raining for four freaking days. I blame that on this chapter. (Plus, me listening to Glass of Water by Coldplay for too long. It's a good song, look it up.)

Thor loved the rain. Perhaps it was because he loved the soft sound it made when it hit the ground. Perhaps it was because he loved the slight chill that the small drops of water left on his skin. Or, perhaps, it was because he could control the rain, making it pour and drizzle whenever he wished.

Thor had been practicing with his powers, causing the sky to open up and let a huge rainfall come down onto Asgard. He was outside the palace, enjoying the soft feel of the heaven's tears, when he heard his brother's voice above all the noise of the thundering skies above.

"Thor!"

The raven-haired boy was standing underneath the veranda, just outside of the palace walls. He was clutching a book nearly the size of him to his chest. When Thor saw him, he grinned.

"Loki! Join me, will you?" asked Thor, stepping closer and offering his hand to Loki. Loki glanced at his hand and than back at him, not moving an inch.

"Hardly. You need to knock it off before the rest of the city floods!" shouted Loki over the sound of the pour.

"Oh come now, I wouldn't do that, would I?" scoffed Thor, retracting his hand and crossing his arms over his chest. "Do you really believe me to be that irresponsible?"

Loki raised an eyebrow. "Do you wish for me to answer that truthfully?"

"No."

"That's what I thought."

"But Loki," whined Thor, drawing out the the last syllable of his name and inflicting it up and down a few octaves. "You must try to live a little. All you ever do is sit inside with those books!"

"And you pick fights with people who you should leave be," Loki countered. "Now come on, Mother wants you back inside before you catch your death!"

Thor was about to walk inside the palace with his brother, but than got a idea. A wicked grin spread itself onto the elder prince's face as he shook his head, soaked blonde locks spraying out the water. Loki moved out of the way, as if worried that if touched by the water he would melt.

"If you want me," said Thor, stepping backwards further into the rain, "you will have to come and get me."

Loki frowned and set his shoulders. "Thor, I am being serious!"

"As am I."

"You want Mother to punish us both for being out here?"

"If you scared of getting wet—"

"I am not!" cried Loki.

"Than why are you standing there like a wench?" challenged Thor.

Loki opened and closed his mouth multiple times while Thor just stood there and grinned, watching his brother turn pink. Then Loki growled in frustration, held his book over his head like an umbrella, and stomped out into the rain.

True to his word, Thor didn't retreat as Loki approached him. But when he made to grab Thor's arm, the blonde moved at the last second. Apparently, Loki had been using more force than Thor had thought, because Loki shrieked and fell over into a puddle of mud.

The porcelain skinned boy sat there for a moment and blinked. His book had been thrown aside. The water soaked his hair, causing strands to be plastered to his face. The mud covered most of his clothes, and his mouth was still ajar in shock.

Thor couldn't help but burst out laughing. From his spot on the ground, Loki glared up at him.

"Shut up!" shouted Loki, but Thor kept laughing. Loki was about to shout at his brother, but then he got an idea of his own. Smirking, he stood and bent down to reach into the puddle. Loki scooped up a decent of mud in his hand and chucked it at Thor.

The blonde prince immediately stopped laughing when he got hit in the face by the mud. It was Loki who was laughing now.

"You...You should have seen your face...," the dark haired boy gasped between his hysterics, his arms clutching his sides.

"I only wish you could see yours!" said Thor, quickly scooping up some mud of his own and throwing it back at Loki.

When Loki got hit with the mud, he sputtered and tried to wipe it from his face the best he could. During this time, Thor began to mercilessly pelt his brother with the wet dirt.

"H-hey! No fair!" Loki protested.

"Not all things are fair in war, Loki," Thor informed him.

"At least let me clear my eyes first!"

Thor complied, watching as Loki finally got the mud out of his face. And as soon as the blonde was ready to throw another handful of mud, Loki suddenly vanished.

Thor was secretly envious of his brother's ability to turn invisible. He could do so many things which he normally wasn't allowed to do, like enter into the weapons vault or sneak out at night without being detected. And if Thor could turn invisible, he would use it in such a situation, and everything would be fine.

But since it was Loki who was the one invisible and not Thor, it immediately counted as it being against the rules.

"No fair, Loki! How can I hit you if I can't see you?" demanded Thor. He got hit in the back of his head with mud and he whirled around, hoping to catch a glimpse of his brother. He didn't see one.

"That's the point, idiot," said Loki. His voice had an echo, so it sounded like it was everywhere at once. "Not all things are fair in war, Thor."

Thor took a wild shot and threw some mud to his left. It hit Loki, causing him to become visible again. The boy blinked, as if unsure whether he was visible or not. When he got nailed by Thor once more, he decided that he was visible and just continued on like that.

Their fight went on for what felt like years. Eventually, when they were equally drenched with both water and mud, they collapsed on the ground, trying to regain their breath. By then, the rain had turned from a heavy pour to a light drizzle.

That was when Frigga walked out of the palace and saw them. She placed her hands on her hips and cleared her throat loudly. Both boy's attention snapped over to her.

"The whole point of you coming inside was so that you wouldn't get soaked," said Frigga sternly. "Which of you wishes to tell me what happened?"

Thor and Loki exchanged glances before they both howled with laughter once more. Frigga sighed and shook her head before heading back into the palace, leaving her sons to laugh like the fools they both were.

A/n: ...Because if you were a kid, you would totally start a mud fight with your brother, right?

Anyway, I found out something interesting the other day. So apparently, Tom Hiddleston is 3 years older than Chris Hemsworth, while in the movie, it's Chris who's supposed to be older than Tom. xD lol I don't know why I find that so funny, but I do. (...I really need a life...)