He held his cards up and I did too. He placed three down.
"Three of the aces!" He said too happily.
"Two twos." I state.
"Four threes!" He yells.
"Sh, Loki. Everyone else is watching the movie." I say, laughing.
"My bad." He says.
"Two fives." I add my cards to the stack.
"Five sixes!" He places cards down.
"Bull shit!" I yell gallantly, breaking my own warning.
"How did you know my shit of bulls?" I laugh at him and he takes the whole stack.
"Language!" Steve calls from the other room.
"There're only four suits in a deck, Loki, not five. So that means the most of any number you can have is five." I say. His head drops. "Okay let's finish the game." I say.
"Might as well."
"One seven." I say.
"Two eights."
"Three nines." He says. I hesitate and watch his face for a tell, just to mess with him.
"One ten." I say. I have three cards left.
"Two Jacks."
"Three Queens." I say, giving up the rest of my deck.
"One King." He says, angrily. "How do you win every time?"
"I was bluffing literally the entire game. Not once did I put down an honest hand!" I laugh loudly, eating another pretzel.
"But I'm a god! I should know when a mortal shits bull!"
"You can't shit a bull, Loki, that would be painful." I say, chuckling. He smiles, realizing his mistake. "You should smile more. It's cute." His face reddens. I eat another pretzel.
"Thank you Lady-"
"However, your lying and card-playing skills could not be worse." I say. He chuckles.
"When you visit Asgard, I will face you in an Asgardian hunting game. Then we will see who is superior."
"It'll still be me." I say and stand, I walk towards the living room where the others are. I hear him stand behind me.
"Bull shit." He says.
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marvel one-shots
Fanfic{ disclaimer : I do not own the marvel franchise, the characters, movie/comic/novel plot lines, or rights to any trademark due to marvel. I own my original plot lines and my original characters and backgrounds. plagiarism is a crime. } • photo via p...
