The day after night (Loki x OC)

dare

Natasha: so what's going to be?
Loki: yes Pet what is it going to be.
Me: don't call me that dipshit!
Loki: what's it going to be.
Me:*gets up and goes to him*. *Sigh*Natasha if I were you I would wear ear plugs or a headphones with very loud music after that. Because I have Hot-N-Cold stuck in my head and I've been dying to use it on somebody. And you've just volunteered.*looking Loki dead in the eye*
Me: this mouth can do more than charmspeak.
Me: are you a son of Demeter because you grow on me*bend and put my hand on his knee*.
Me: rocks aren't the only hard thing gravitating towards me
Me: are you a rainstorm? *whisper* Because you make me wet.
Me: are you a writer? Because you'll be coming soon.
Me: are you a dessert? Because I'd eat you last.
Me: I'm always on top of important things. Would you like me to add you to the list? *Lick my lips*
Loki:*ragged breath and shifts*
Me: my job is done. Bucky truth or dare
Bucky: dare hit me with your best shot doll
Me: I dare to go on top of empire State building dressed as Elsa and sing let it go over New York
Everyone but Bucky:*laugh*
Bucky:*evil stare*
Me: what's wrong am I making you hard?
Pietro: not him but you sure do me mi princessa.
Me: it's not your turn yet so shush.
Bucky:*leaves*
Me: turn on the news
The news:*footage of Bucky*
Reporter: ... Sargent Bucky Barnes also known as the Winter soldier is currently on top of empire State building singing let it go as we were informed he was dared too...
Bucky:*comes back beet red* I'll get you back for that doll
Me:*hand on hips (sassy pose)* we'll see
Bucky: Thor truth or dare
Thor: *yells* dare
Bucky: I dare you to dress as a giant Pop-Tart and stay like that for the rest of the game
Me: you didn't realize that's not a punishment for him right. And Thor please room volume.
Thor:*only a bit quieter* Lady Amar is correct that isn't punishment for me
Bucky: oh then...
Me: sorry doll you can't change it
Thor: yes you can't change it *leaves and comes back dressed as a giant Pop-Tart and sits on sofa*
Thor: lady Amar truth or dare
Me: Dare
Thor: sing us your favorite song
Me:*laughs* you do know what my powers are right
Tony: no he just came back from Asgard he doesn't know.
Thor: what powers I thought you are a demigod.
Me: no I'm not I'm half gem, half god.
Thor: what are gems
Me: a rase originating from planet Homeworld that used to take over  and kill planets for gem reproduction and try to take over the entire universe. I stopped it but there's a millions of them and they're basically all very powerful. And my mother was their queen and now she's dead. She transformed into someone else just because of her selfish desires, faked her death and started a universal war and then created me so she didn't have to deal with her problems.
Tony: wait you never told us that bitch.
Me: I was kind of afraid of how you will react. I mean you already have one monster in the team so I thought that was enough.
Tony: you're not...
Me: yes I am my mom killed thousands over basically nothing.
Steve: okay she's a completely different person than you. you're not like her and you'll never be like her. End of the story
Me: anyways getting back to the original topic I'm the plague kid besides everything else. Which means that I sing a song that has like symptoms or mentions the disease you're going to get it. You hear it you get it.
Thor: but ...
Me: yes it works on gods too...*murmurs* just think of one good song Amar... just one..
Me:...
Me:....
Me:...Queen... Queen from Loren Gray... yeah... that song gets me absolutely pumped...that's also one of the songs I can sing without causing any...damage to anyone.
Thor: can you sing it?
Me:*whines* noooo
Nat: is a dare you have to
Me: fine. Friday play Queen from Loren Gray
Friday: yes miss. Ito
Me:*sings*
Tony: hey I'm just curious what type of songs cause diseases?
Me: country music is the bubonic plague... I'm still kind of just expecting Will to just pop out and yell at me... Christmas music?-common cold that... that just makes sense doesn't it?...
Me:... Heavy metal?-laryngitis...
Me:... no...musical theater?-laryngitis because of that one song about hair spray... I was told not to sing it in camp...or anywhere really...
Me:...wait no ...I take back what I said in the beginning country music?-Coronavirus... it fits doesn't it? country folks...often don't wear masks...it just makes sense....
Me:..Moving on... pop music?-head cold... I know it sounds incredibly specific... but that's just how it is...ok?... But basically my reasoning is because sometimes a head cold makes your ears pop...
Me:...Indian?- Strep throat...I don't know how to explain that...that's just how it is... nursery rhymes with a bubonic plague... That's the only explanation I have...
Clint: can you sing Hamilton?
Me: yeah I fuck with Hamilton...can't sing hurricane though...
Me:...The thing with my powers. Not every song is cause a disease..
Me:..a lot of them do...
Me:..But most don't...
Me:.. Like what I found out is that the song has to have like symptoms or it has to have like mentioning of the disease....
Me:.. It needs to have that in it...
Me:..like Guns and ships I can sing that shit...
Me:.. Hurricane literally talked about Hamilton's mother dying...
Me:...you know from a disease...
Me:...can't sing that...
Me:..This Apollo camper Will Solance...
Me:..he has like his whole list of songs that I can't sing in the infirmary or anywhere in the world...
Me:... Is there any other song from Hamilton that I can't sing?
Me:...*Thinking*...
Me:..
Me:...Winter ball that's one of the common cold ones...
Me:... I just simply cannot sing anything that has to do with like Christmas or snow or cold without giving somebody some sniffles okay?...
Me:..And now that Christmas is coming... I promised Percy I'll be visiting camp half-blood for Christmas... if they report me dead from camp Will did it.
Loki: who is this man that threatens you? We will kill him!
Me: what? No! He doesn't threaten me! I just annoy him a lot because I'm making his job so much harder than it needs to be!
Steve: tell us more about Will