8 I Hate The Mall

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LOKI POV
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THIS IS CRAP BUT AT LEAST I UPDATED!




I don't know what made me tell Peter that I would be his brother a couple of weeks ago. I guess I just wanted to see him happy. He is like a little brother to me.

Anyways I've been staying at the tower for a couple of weeks. Peter and I have become close friends.

The others still don't like me very much. Thor is always trying to get me to talk to him. I know we made up but that doesn't mean that everything is suddenly gonna go back to the way it was before. He needs to understand that.

Most of the time I hide out in my room with Peter. We play Star Wars a lot.

We've played so many pranks on the others. They look around every corner and tiptoe everywhere looking for pranks. It doesn't work though. When I want to prank someone I never fail.

"Lokes!" I hear Peter shout. 

I jolt out of my daze and look around. Peter is jumping up and down in front of me.

"What is is Webs?" Is started calling Peter webs when he got scared of a spider and shot webs at it but missed and ended up getting webs all over me.

"Dad just told me that you're gonna go to school with me!" Peter squeals.

"Do what?" I ask.

"You're gonna go to school with me!"

"Curse you,  Odin." I groan.

"Come on it'll be fun." Peter pleads.

"Who's the idea was it to put me in school?"

"Nat's."

"I'll go," I say quickly and jump off the couch.

"Are you scared of her?" Peter asks slyly.

"No," I say quickly.

"YOU ARE!" Peter gasps. "YOU'RE SCARED OF NATASHA! OH MY GOSH, THIS IS HILARIOUS!"

I look at him not amused and sit back down

Natasha walks into the room and I pale.

"Who is yelling?" I point to Peter.

"Snitches get stitches." He mouths at me.

Natasha turns to him. "Peter quit shouting. I'm trying to do yoga and I can't concentrate."

Peter nods quickly. "Yes,  Ma'am."

Natasha leaves and I start laughing at Peter.

"You're scared of her too." I gasp out between laughter.

"Oh shut up. Everyone who meets Nat is scared of her." Peter says.

I keep laughing. Peter launches himself me at and knocks me off the couch.

"Oof!" I groan as he elbows me in the stomach by accident.

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