Winter Sunshine

Laughter, and Mischief

Savannah woke up to the sound of laughter. She had not woken up to a noise like that before, and she decided she liked it. Who was laughing? The sound was familiar.

Loki.

It wasn't his evil laugh (the one that Savannah thought sexy), or his reassuring one, or even his teenaged giggly one (it was sexy too), but a booming deep laugh, that was tinged with mischief.

'Loki, what have you done?'

'What, no good morning?'

'What have you done?'

'What do you mean?'

'I know that laugh, you've done something.'

'I have not.'

'Yes, you have.'

'I have not.'

'Loki, you have been up to no good.'

'I am hurt, have you no faith in me?'

'Loki, what have you done?'

'Nothing.'

'Y'know, for the God of Lies, you are rubbish at lying.'

'I am not lying.'

'Of course you aren't.'

'I'm glad we agree.'

'It was Tony, wasn't it?'

'What was Tony?'

'Stop pretending to be innocent. What did you do to Tony?'

'I shall never tell.'

'Loki...'

'Never, I tell you.'

'Loki, if you don't tell me, I will personally make sure that the entirety of SHIELD know you purr in your sleep.'

'I do not purr.'

'Yes, we know, Loki dear.' Loki glared at her.

'My lips are sealed.'

'Okay, Lokitty.'

'What did you say?'

'Lokitty. You are a little kitten, y'know.'

'Am not.'

'Are too.'

'I object. I thought that blackmail was illegal?'

'It is, but you still purr.'

'I do not.'

'No, you don't.'

Loki looked smug.

'But SHIELD don't know that.'

Loki huffed.

'I shall not tell.'

Savannah smiled, one that was similar to Loki's while he plotted. Now Loki was worried.

'You shall.'

'Shall not.'

'Ve haf vays off mekking you tork.'

'What?'

'Tickle-time!'

'Wait, no, I-'

They say that you learn something every day.

Loki learnt that Savannah was determined, and while her methods of interrogation were unconventional, they were certainly effective. Savannah learnt that the God of Mischief was extremely ticklish.