Love, and Other Strange Magic.

Lunch

I sat comfortably with Peter, Ned and MJ at lunchtime, everyone was snacking, and then I got up, I desperately needed a drink, so it was decided I was going to the water fountain.
Obviously everybody had passed me their water bottles for me to do an all-round fill.

"Don't take too long eh? I am positively parched!" Peter yelled after me.

I turned round and dropped into a low curtsey.

"Yes, Your Highness! Any other requests?" I called.

Peter's response was simply a loud laugh.

As I turned back around, I bumped into Flash.

"Hey, where are you going, hottie?" He asked grossly.

"Anywhere you're not." I replied with a fake smile, eyes narrowed.

He simply chuckled in response.

His chuckle sounded wrong, it didn't sound like a loving, Loki-style chuckle of pure sarcasm, instead it sounded off, and left me shuddering.

I knew I had reason to believe his chuckle was concerning.

His arm raised from his side, and slipped round my waist.

"Flash," I said with a tone of warning, "Get off me."

Flashes smile shone brighter, and his arm grew tighter around my waist.

"Flash!" I started shouting.

I tried to resist his strength, but with the water bottles in my arms I didn't have anything I could push against him with.

"Baby, there's nothing to be afraid of," he said as he pulled me closer to him.

"GET! OFF!" I bellowed.

Loki! Loki help! He isn't getting off me! Loki!

I received no response.

LOKI! You said if I needed you, to come to you! I have! I know you hear me! I just want an answer or some help! Please!

Still no response.

Flash brought me closer to him as I continued struggling to fight my losing battle.

There was one last scream.

LOKI PLEASE!

Flash pouted and brought me in closer, I struggled to try to punch him but failed, when there was a familiar face behind Flash's shoulder.

"Excuse me," Loki tapped Flash on the shoulder.

"What do you want?" Flash spat.

"Well, what I really want, if you could help me out, is for you to get off of my girlfriend." Loki said threateningly.

Flash looked at Loki's hand the same time as I did, and I could feel us both flinch at a gleaming, glistening glimmer of a dagger.

I looked back up at Loki panicking, eyes widened.

Loki don't stab him, I know he's an arse, but don't stab him for crying out loud!