A/N: so this idea comes to me at two in the morning and I must write it down. I hope you like it, and I am very open to suggestions and ideas. This story is sort of writing itself right now. I am a big fan of Loki and Tom Hiddleston and the avengers. PS i had to take down and then put this story back up
Disclaimer: I unfortunatley do not own Loki or any of the other Marvel characters...I wish though...I only own the thoughts in my own head.
Enjoy!
"I can't believe my not so father sentenced me to live with these imbeciles and without my magic too!" Loki thought as he sat once again locked up in a room on Nick Fury's hellicarier. He was absolutely furious that of all the punishments, the Allfather thought it would be a good idea to send him back to the idiots in tights and irons suits. The very same group of people who hated and wanted him dead where now the ones that he was to spend all of his time with, until Odin decided that Loki had been a good boy. And since Odin was sure Loki would cause mischief even with his magic gone, Thor was sent to be his "guardian". As if Loki needed that oaf of a "brother" to babysit him.
Frustrated that the Avengers were off doing some victory dance while he was stuck in the dull gray room which lacked windows (Nick figured Loki wouldn't the Hulk cell anymore), Loki yelled at the not so hidden camera, "You will feed me damn it! I still require nutrients! I demand that you bring food in at on-"
Suddenly Thor came in with a baloney sandwich and a glass of water. "Brother," he said, "you need not yell for we are on a schedule as to when you need to be fed." Then he set the food and drink down on the small table provided.
"A feeding schedule?" Loki demanded. "Am I an infant that has yet to learn when to eat for himself? NO! I am a god and Father never said that I would be forced into captivity in Midgard, just that I had to stay with you and these….superheroes. I ought, at the very least, be able to roam this damned mortal contraption"
"Well….he did say that you were to abide by the mortals rules, and since Nick Fury is the Director here, he makes the rules. He still thinks you a threat to mankind and quite honestly just hates you. Now eat your sandwich brother, it is quite good."
Tentatively Loki took a bite and then spit it out immediately. "You refuse to even serve me true meat? Why am I forced to eat this…..bologna?"
Just then the rest of the avengers appeared behind Thor chuckling. "What's this?" Tony Stark said mockingly, "The great Reindeergames is too noble to eat processed food? Well then lets get him a steak! I mean the guy only, you know, tried to kill us, make people kneel to him, and rule earth." All the Avengers cracked up at this, except for Thor.
"That is what you have been given to eat brother, eat or starve," Thor said and then shut the door.
"Well now that that's settled," Tony said, making sure to be loud enough for the god of assholeness to hear, "we were thinking of all going out to the beach, you know enjoy the rest of the day. Want to join us? I'm sure good old Mr. Fury can babysit Loki and tend to his feeding schedule."
"That sounds absolutely delightful, I would love to join you, my friends in a day of pleasure," Thor said with a little too much joy. Laughing and making jokes at Loki along the way, the Avengers made went to the beach. Meanwhile, Loki was still in his room. He chose not to eat the so called food, and lied on the extremely uncomfortable bed, letting his mind drift off into different ways of killing each and every one of the Avengers, Odin, and Nick Fury.
A/N: Well I hope you liked it, if something needs a little fixing, please let me know, as I said this is a 2am story so it might have some issues. Also if you have any ideas for future chapters (if there should be any?) please let me know. Thanks for reading!