Tom Hiddleston and Loki Imagines - Bk. 1

Loki - Competition

A/N:  I'm so so SO sorry for this one!  I wish I did a better job on it, but I'm simply just not too familiar with this show.  (You will soon note the irony.)

In other news, I have a new IG account.  The other one was asking for a verification cell number, and I would give it, but the code never came through.  I tried with my family's phones, and it never worked.  Without it, I couldn't do anything with the account; I couldn't even edit the profile to let you know I had a new one.  So now the account I will use is: ace.fury

Also, I have a twitter in case that too fails: agentacefury

Anyway, continuing the countdown!

7...

Q: When did you start reading this book? (If you can remember?)

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"How long has this been going on?"

"About an hour."

I sigh.  Even before I opened the front door, I could hear the yelling of two male voices.  I wondered how you endured all of it without just leaving, but once I opened the door, I could tell why: in the living room, standing on guard was Loki, but near the door where I was a guest I was too familiar with.

"Do you really think you can just fly in here and steal my girl?"

"Honestly, yes.  At least I can fly."

"What have I told you about leaving your window open?" I whisper-scream to you.  You throw up your hands.

"Well I'm sorry if I didn't want to put on the air conditioner!"

"Oh, because that's what all women want, a hot air balloon?"

"Oh, did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter, Peter Pan. More than just a boy in thin air."

"Yes, also a pain in the behind," I mutter. He glares at me, but Loki gives me his approving smirk. Getting up, you pull me over to the couch and down into the seat next to where you were sitting.  You cover my mouth, preventing me from my input.

"Not you too, I don't need another sassafras in this."

"If you knew anything about (Y/N)," Loki says, a deadly, but poised, look in his eyes, "you would know she likes beasts only she can tame. Why on earth would you think that I wouldn't protect her for making the idiotic decision of flying off with you?"

"If I want you, I will get you. I never fail. I will take her away with me."

"I do what I want. And I'm keeping her right here with me."

Flying over to the living room, Peter flips over the coffee table, causing it to shatter into glass fragments as it hits the wall.  He sizes up to Loki, staring at him eye to eye, floating above the ground.

"You wanna play?  Let's play."

Not having it anymore, Loki grabs his scepter and swings, but Peter dodges, pinning himself against the ceiling.

"I'm a master of lies."

"I'm the god of lies, try again."  Loki fires an icy blast, but once again Peter flies away but floats right in front of you.

"(Y/N) will have more fun with me, I like games."

"I like keeping her alive.  (Y/N), duck."  As I yank you closer to me, your husband goes to spear Peter, but the boy moves to the side, but he has a look of momentary defeat in his face.

"You aren't supposed to be this smart."

"That's because I'm superior to you," Loki responds in kind.  Turning around quickly, he grabs Peter's wrist with a Jotun hand, bringing him to the ground.  The boy winces in pain.

"I'm smarter, quicker, better, and you dare to challenge me? Now, KNEEL!"

Out of breath, Peter looks into Loki's eyes with a mischievous twinkle and grin.  "Never."

Oh no, you thought.

Locking his jaw, he goes to slam Peter against the wall, but you couldn't keep silent.

"He's just a boy," you remind him.  We all look at you, your husband and I both thinking "Are you out of your mind" and Peter thinking how he can use your mercy against you.  But yielding to your wishes, Loki goes to the window, flings out the outcast, and emits a blast from his scepter, hurtling Peter back to the land in which he came.

"Puny boy," we hear him mutter as he slams and locks the window shut.