Obviously.

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They were still smirking when the gun in Loki's hand turned into a leprechaun.

He threw it at Savannah's head.

Obviously.

'Dafuq, Loki? You just threw a fucking leprechaun at my head!'

Loki looked sheepish.

'Sorry, I was distracted.'

'You're such a juice-box. Idiot.'

'I said I'm sorry.'

They were in the middle of an argument concerning protocols for when guns turn into leprechauns, and the leprechaun in question was getting more and more frustrated.

So he hit Savannah on the knee with his magic stick.

Obviously.

She smacked him irritably, and then lifted him up by the scruff of his neck.

'You stupid little bugger, that bloody well hurt. Can't you see we're busy?'

Then it spat in her face.

So Loki threw it out of the window.

Obviously.

'What?' he protested. 'He was being rude.'

Savannah wiped the phlegm off of her face before replying. 'I wasn't complaining. That makes three, though.'

'What makes three?'

'The amount of living things that've gone on an adventure down the side of this tower because of you.'

That was when the bunny rabbit jumped on Loki's head.

And sunk in its fangs.

Fucksies.

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