Loki Laufeyson - Saviour {2}

Chapter Twenty Nine - Snowball Fight

Everyone started throwing snowballs at everyone, Loki redirection all coming towards him with his magic to make it seem like someone else had thrown it. It started off relatively tame, but then everyone began to use their powers, those who had some at least, and it got so rough that Laura had to drag Lila and Cooper out of it. Every one slowly began to split into teams, with Tony, Vision, Bruce, Pepper, Loki and me all on the same team while Thor, Steve, Clint, Nat, Wanda, Bucky and Yelena were on the other. The only reason they were so unfair is because everyone wanted to gang up on Loki for quite literally dunking them with snow, and because who wouldn't want a chance to pelt snow at Tony Stark?

I managed to deflect most that came towards me, curtesy of Thor being playful and a couple from Yelena who was grinning at me. My fire helped to melt most of them, but I could only use it in short bursts or I could possibly loose control of it in the adrenaline-pumping frenzy that was the snowball fight.

A couple of time, Bucky pelted a couple at me, and I suspected they were with his metal arm, because as soon as they hit my skin, I could feel pain flare throughout the spot. I knew I was going to have several bruises, but that wasn't going to stop me as I threw several back at him, grinning when one hit him in the face. At one point, he and Yelena ganged up on me after I also threw a snowball at her head and I ended up having to hide behind the snow wall Loki created with his magic at the start of the fight. The other team also had one and at a passing moment before, Bruce had quickly explained to me that we needed to get the other team's fort down to win.

I panted heavily behind ours, rubbing my painful shoulder as I waited a couple of seconds before peering out around the fort, only for Bucky to throw snow right at my face. I barely managed to melt it in time, ducking back behind the fort. Still catching my breath, I dragged all of the snow around me with my gloved hands, compacting it tightly before I quickly kneeled up and threw the snowball at Bucky without even aiming properly before I ducked behind the fort again. I must had hit my mark, because there was a rough curse in Russian from halfway across the front yard and I smirked.

Knowing I couldn't stay behind the fort forever, and needing to destroy theirs, I darted away from the safety, quickly creating another snow ball to throw at Thor, who was aiming another one at Loki. I grinned at the God's look of confusion before I saw a flash of white out of the corner of my eye, knowing immediately that it was Bucky's from the speed it was flying at. Before I could think about ducking or possibly using my fire, my body suddenly jumped up in a perfect backflip, arching over the snow ball. I landed almost perfectly, the snow slipperier than I was expecting and I felt a sharp tug of pain in my calf. I swore and almost immediately, Steve yelled at me from across the yard.

Grinning, I darted behind a tree for a moment, building up the biggest snowball I could and launching it as high into the sky as possible. Just as it came over Bucky's head, I shot out my fire and melted it instantly, sending water pouring down onto his head. I could help but burst out laughing at his shocked expression, which quickly morphed into a very pissed off one as his eyes fell on me.

Before he could even try to throw another snow ball at me, there was a flash of green and Loki completely threw him back into the snow, dumping some onto him as well. Grinning at Loki, I quickly darted back into the frenzy, hoping Bucky wouldn't be able to find me as easily.

As I darted around, adrenaline literally making me bounce on my feet, I spotted Wanda and Nat forming a massive snowball behind their fort walls, which I knew Wanda would be able to levitate up and completely destroy our fort. I pulled up my fire from my stomach again, but before I could even get it to spark in my palms, something barged straight into me, knocking me down to the ground. I scrambled upright, the breath driven out of me, to see that it was Clint.