Loki sat in the closet like room that the 'Avengers', as they called themselves, had lunch. Why they had even brought him along bewildered him completely, so he decided that he was just not going to think about it at all. He moved his lips around a bit but it didn't help take away the odd tingle that muzzle, as Tony called it, was giving him. After messing around with his mouth and jaw for a few minutes the demigod looked to his wrists. He pulled on the chains that bound them in a futile attempt to loosen them. His shoulders slumped, he hated his life.

He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes a short moment, thinking. He wasn't really thinking about anything in particular, just thinking. He sniffed lightly and growled lightly. Would they ever finish eating? Humans were such pigs. Loki put his head up to see Natasha leaning in the doorway. He raised an eyebrow as a question to her presence.

"I thought you might like a drink," she said pushing herself off the wall and walking over to him with a cup of soda in her hand. Loki glanced at it a moment, even if he did want a drink, which he did, how was he going to drink it with a muzzle over his mouth? He looked at her with that single question covering his features. "If you want it I can take it off, if not I'll just leave." Loki glanced back at the drink, then back at her. "Well?" Loki nodded a bit. Even if he didn't end up liking the drink it was a chance to get that stupid muzzle off, and at the moment that's what he wanted. Natasha removed the muzzle and Loki moved his jaw around.

"That feels lovely," he mumbled to himself. He looked up as he heard ice moving around. Natasha handed him the drink. Loki held it in his chained hands and took a few sips. He handed it back to her. "Thank you." Loki's eyebrow knit together. Did he just say that? Yes, yes he did. Natasha raised an eyebrow at him. Loki looked up. If he was lucky (extremely lucky) the others wouldn't hear about this.

"I'll refrain from telling the others that," she said. Loki blinked, did she just read his mind? Natasha gave a small smile and set the drink on the ground next to him. "Here, I hate coke anyway." Loki looked at the drink she had set on the ground and then back at her. Why was she being so kind to him? he squinted.

"That drink isn't going to kill me is it?" he questioned. Natasha chuckled lightly.

"No," she promised him. He raised an eyebrow, it wasn't that he didn't believe her, it was just that... no, it was because he didn't believe her. Natasha rolled her eyes and took a sip. "There, happy now?" Loki shrugged a bit. Natasha pushed the drink into his hands as he snicked. Her right hand accidently touched his right side. She didn't hit him or anything, it was only a light tap, but hard enough for him to feel it. Loki made a noise that could be filed as a giggle. Natasha's eyebrows flew up. "What was that?" Loki cleared his throat.

"Nothing," he stated. Natasha got a smirk and crossed her arms over her chest. Loki put the drink on the ground and looked at her. His expression changed to worry. "What's that look for?" His voice almost sounded scared.

"Are you ticklish?" Natasha asked. Loki blinked and his eyes widened a bit. If someone had asked him that a few days ago he wouldn't have known what they meant, but after being on Earth for a bit he learned a few interesting words such as this. He swallowed, hard.

"No," he lied. Natasha give him a look that Loki didn't like in the least. She leaned down towards him, her faces only inches away from his.

"Mmhmm, right," she said in disbelief. He gave a nervous chuckle. He looked down at her hands as they rested on his sides.

"No, no no no, please do-AH!" Loki squealed as Natasha lightly dug her fingertips into his sides. With his cuffed hands Loki couldn't really fight back as this human tickled him. "Stop, please sto-ah!" Tony stood up and walked over to the door to see what was going on. Natasha stopped tickling him and stood there laughing as Loki lay on the floor.

"What did I miss?" HawkEye questioned as he stood next to Tony. Natasha smirked at Loki.

"Loki's ticklish," she said. Loki sat up and looked at the others. They all had gotten smirks.

"No, no, no, no a million times no," he pleaded. Thor stood behind them and looked in, not really sure what was going on. HawkEye smirked and looked at Natasha.

"Do it again, I gotta see this," he said. Natasha smiled. Loki tried to get away from her.

"No, no no no no," Loki stood and moved away from her. Thor looked at Bruce in question. Bruce looked back.

"He's ticklish," he told him as he turned back to watch. Loki came near to the door but was careful not to get to close to the others, just in case they got any ideas. The temptation was to great, Thor walked in and grabbed Loki.

"No! Let me go! Let me-AH!" Loki screamed a bit as Thor tickled him, leaving everyone laughing as Loki tried to pry himself away from his brother. Tony threw his head back as he laughed, it was all just to funny. "Mercy! Mercy!" Loki shouted. "Make it stop!" Thor let his brother go and Loki shoved himself away from him. Loki looked at them all, laughing at him. At first Loki was filled with rage, but then a smile tricked across his face and he began laughing as well...

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Not sure if that is a fluff or not, but it was still very fun to write! :D Please review and tell me your thoughts!