Little Stark – Loki
"I don't get why Fury would put him here!" Tony exclaimed. "I mean, he threatened the world, he should be sent to a different planet; not my tower!"
"Tony, calm down." I sighed, grabbing the back of his shirt to stop him pacing. "You're gonna wear a hole in the floor." I remarked, earning myself a small smile from my older brother.
"Thanks little Stark." He ruffled my hair, making it fluffy on top and I rolled my eyes at him. Tony groaned when the elevator made a sound signalling that it had arrived at this floor.
The elevator door opened and Loki came into view, escorted by a couple extra agents. I rolled my eyes and walked over, pulling Loki out by his bound wrists before untying them.
"Keep your mouth shut, he won't do anything." I remarked, successfully rendering my brother and the other agents speechless. I shooed the agents away with my hand before motioning for Loki to follow me to his new bedroom.
We were walking past the lab which Tony gave to Bruce as he was bent over the table working on something neither of us knew about when I saw the God trail behind and veer off towards the lab, making me backtrack and grab a hold of the back of his collar; pulling him along with me as I continued walking towards the allocated room SHIELD had given him here.
"Wandering around here isn't going to get you anywhere sweetheart; you'll just get in more trouble than you already are." All I received as a reply was to nearly fall forward as he forced himself to a stop, making me scowl back at him.
"You are very feisty for someone of your height." Loki's smooth voice met my ears and despite how attracting it was I still found the glare on my face.
"Don't make reference to my height, it could be the last thing you do." I warned, hearing the faint roll of thunder through the sky outside the Tower.
"Megan, is everything okay?" Tony called from somewhere else on the same floor, making me huff slightly before trying to calm myself; making the sun appear in the sky instead of dark clouds.
"Fine!" I yelled back, noticing Loki was staring at me with a glint in his blue eyes. "What? Take a picture; it'll last longer Chaos boy."
"You have a gift." He said, making me turn my head away and release him as a smirk twisted my lips upwards. I felt my body change and turned around to face the God himself, matching his height exactly as well as every other aspect of him.
"You don't know the half of it, pretty boy." I smirked, seeing the look of surprise flicker across his face as he was facing an exact replica of himself. "This could get confusing."
"Your voice stays the same."
"Yeah, that's the only downside of it; I can't talk when I go on missions based on other people." I said, changing back to my normal state of a five foot 22 year old woman as I stared at him with my bright green eyes which I thought were my best feature just because they looked a little radioactive. Yes, I know; I'm strange. Deal with it.
I turned round to open the door of the room he would be staying in when I felt a hand run through my hair which ended at my waist and glanced back to see a relaxed looking Loki as my hair slipped through his fingers like water. He must have felt my confused gaze on him as after a minute or so I heard him clear his throat and his hand immediately retracted from my hair.
"You good now?" I asked, making him nod his head once before letting him into his new room; shutting the door so he could try and settle in.
As I was walking down the hall back towards where my brother would be I flicked my hair to one side in front of me and ran my own fingers through it, not noticing the small smile that had slipped onto my face as I did so.