It's Up To You And Me (Loki Laufeyson x Reader)

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Your POV

"Hey reindeer games, mind if we ta- oh."

I quickly remove my hand from the glass and face Tony as he stands immobile on the mini bridge. "Mr. St- I mean, Tony. Hey." He really caught us at a bad time. He alters his stance and breathes in to speak. "Why is he suddenly a smurf? " He gestures at Loki who's remained in his Jotun form and receives an audacious, brow lift from him. "What do you want, Stark? "

He approaches the glass and crosses his arms daringly at Loki. "I wanted to ask you about the power source of your scepter but you're looking like a demonic smurf."

I rub my head at the two, ever so slightly annoyed at their instant bickering.

"Disregard my Jotun form and discuss your true business here." Loki demands sternly and it makes Tony chuckle a bit. "I can't take you seriously like this but alright," He snorts and Loki rolls his eyes frustratingly at him. "The scepter. What powers it? "

I better take my leave then. I'm scheduled tomorrow with Natasha and I've been devoid of proper rest for days.

•••

"You're holding back? " Nat flips her red hair to the side, twirling a fighting staff around as she watches me desperately try to decapitate a training dummy with forceful kicks.

I pant and shake my head. "No."

"Come on Y/N, clear your mind! You're not gonna be able to execute well let alone break some asshole's ribs with those puny kicks! " She resorts to using verbal force and it effectively wears off of me. I huff and ferociously drop kick the dummy's head off.

I drop dead on the floor after
my hour long attempt to behead the dummy and try to catch my breath. Nat looks down at me and extends her staff out for me to grab on to. "That was good but we're not done yet."

I can tell she's trying to hold back a smile from watching me frustrate myself. I giggle and grab ahold of the staff, letting her pull me up on my feet.

She goes to one corner and retrieves another staff for me to use and I guess we'll be sparring, a sub-session she always wins in. I take the baton from her and sigh. "Are you gonna let me win today? "

She shrugs and cracks her neck. "You're gonna have to earn it, rookie. Just recall what Steve and I taught you and...be intuitive."

"I am going to get my butt whooped again, I can tell." I joke a little and position myself, earning a little chuckle from her. "Now that's intuition." She changes her stance and I wait for a couple of seconds before charging at her with an overhead strike.

She blocks it with her staff and twirls around swiftly, hitting my side with her staff and making me grunt. "Work on your defenses there. "

She remarks and I smirk daringly. "You'll see." I catch her off guard by sweeping my staff against her leg and she slips, landing on her back. I get on top of her and pin her down with the staff but she kicks me from behind and I loosen my grip on the stick, giving her the advantage to flip us both and pin me down with her staff instead.

"Rookie mistake there." She remarks amusingly, making me chuckle slyly. "What comes around goes around, they say." I repeat her previous action and kick her from behind.

With that, I get up and she swings her staff around at me and I duck, blocking the second swing she's pulled off.

We begin using a vast combination of moves, trying to get one of us to surrender but none of us do.

"You're getting better, rookie." She says between each strike and I master my defenses against her blows, ultimately finding an opportunity to win.