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The Snake and the Spider

Peter POV~

The wind picked up a little bit and two tall men walked through the portal. One was Mr. Thor, that I knew, the other, I asumed was his brother Loki. Before Mr. Stark could place a hand on my shoulder or catch my arm, I bounded up to the two Asgardians and threw my hand out to the ebony haired one.

"Hi, I'm Peter!"

His features contorted with slight confusion but he accepted my hand and shook it, "Loki of Asgard."

While Thor went over to the other Avengers and I could hear them start to discuss something about Loki, I gave the God a smile.

"Aren't you like... A bad guy?"

"It varies from moment to moment." The prince replied looking down at me with an arched eyebrow.

I stifled a laugh, "So like... On a scale of one to ten, ten being tbe worst evil imaginable, like... Killing puppies, and one being I'll spit on your hotdog... Where are you right now?"

Loki pondered my question for a moment before providing a satisfying answer, "...maybe a three?"

Loki POV~

As I responded, the young brown haired male smiled, "cool. Lemme know if it gets above six."

And then he turned on his heel and returned to the group where Thor stood, conversing with the Avengers. They eyed me cautiously- all of them except Peter. Suddenly, I found myself think that I might be able to tolerate this child's company.

3rd POV- Loki- time skip?

It had been a joke, a flippant line, but somehow, Loki found himself taking the youth up on it.

It was hard living around these heroic Avengers, hard trying to stay close to Thor. And when he felt his need for mischief rise too high, when he felt exasperation with these Midgardians turn too close to spite, he would casually say "Six." to the young man, or sometimes "Seven."

And Peter would spen the rest of his day with Loki. He would badger him with questions about magic, or drag him across his beloved city to see its entertainments, or take him along stopping petty crimes. He grounded Loki to the her and now, and distracted him from the churning, jagged shards of ice in his mind.

Another time skip??

Loki didn't even remember what made him feel such anger-what triggered it. All he knew was that he was pissed. Normally, under circumstances in which he was angry or annoyed, he simply said six or seven to the Spiderling. But no- not this time- definitely not this time. This was no mere six or seven. This was full blown ten.

The God stormed into the Avengers living room, finally finding Peter spawled across the sofa. The young hero was reading some comic, and a smile spread across his face when he saw Loki. However, the smile quickly disappeared when he saw the Prince's anger boiling off of him.

"IT's A TEN, CHILD" Loki growled, his hands grasped firmly into fists.

This was a first, but Peter knew if he was in "super-villain-is-tempted-to-kill-puppies" mode, shit was about to go down.

"OH SHIT. EVERYBODY EVACUATE THE CIVILIANS" The Spiderling yelped.