My Lady-Parts

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A/N: Sorry, I just couldn't resist the title.

Quote: Why do I have to learn the value of the number zero? It means absolutely nothing to me.

Savannah came back up, bearing two plates, piled high with crumpets. She set both of them down on the bedside table, and turned to face Loki, who was watching her curiously.

'Are you going to consume those all by yourself?' he asked.

'No,' she said, 'You're gonna help me.'

'But I'm not hungry.'

'Tough. You need energy, and you are the only other person allowed to touch my crumpets. And not like that, you pervert.'

'Like what?' he asked, definitely confused.

'Crumpets as in an innuendo for a lady's ... lady parts.'

'What?' 

Savannah started laughing.

'Relax, Lokes, it's only a joke.'

'Don't call me that.'

'What? Lokes? Why not? I like Lokes. Loki Loka Loke Lokes.'

'I am sure that you weren't that irritating when I first met you.'

'Probably not, but you bring out the worst in me.'

'Harsh.'

'True. Now hurry up, and eat my crumpets.'

When Loki began to blush again, Savannah hit him over the head with a spare sock.

'Stop thinking about my lady-parts, Loki.'

'I am not.'

'You are now.'

'Yes, but only because you keep saying it. It is not dissimilar to telling people not to think about pink hippos.'

'Aha!' she exclaimed, a little more jubilantly than necessary, 'So you admit you were thinking about my lady-parts.'

Loki started spluttering.

'Stop time-wasting, Loki, we need to eat them before they go cold.'

And they did, both Savannah and Loki digging into the crumpets with apparent relish. Soon, they finished, and Savannah wriggled under the sheets, and curled up to go back to sleep.

'What are you doing?'

'We've had this conversation before. Unless you haven't noticed, I'm trying to get to sleep.'

'What about the list?'

'I am going to sleep. You may join me if you wish.'

Loki sighed, but climbed underneath too. Savannah, already half asleep, shuffled closer to him, pressing herself as close as possible to his body. He shifted a little, so that they could both be comfortable, and then curled himself around her in a protective position. Savannah wrapped her arms around him, and he kissed her softly on the forehead.

Too quickly for his mind to comprehend, Savannah rolled over, so that she was directly on top of him, and then used his body as one giant pillow.

Not that he minded.

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