Loki Imagines

Kids

   "Tag! You're it!" I said making Loki giggle and I quickly turned, running around the palace gardens, eager not to get caught by the tickle monster. Loki and I were only two-hundred and fifty-six years old at the time. We were twins. I had the greatest two brothers in all of the nine realms. I was about to get caught, when Thor walked up to us pretending to ride a horse and said

"Has anybody seen the Asgard's greatest enemy? I believe her name is (Y/N). I challenge you to a battle." I picked up a stick, using it as a sword. We were battling for about a minute until Loki stepped in front of us both and, pretending to be the King, demanded

"Enough! The world needs fighting no more! Only peace." I laughed as I reached up and touched one of the sticks that were attached to Loki's head band that he was wearing. "When I am older, I am going to make a real one of these. Made out of pure solid gold." He said taking it off and resting it on a rock.

"When I am older, I am going to buy you two whatever you want! Just to see you happy." I stated "What about you Thor?"

"When I am older," He boomed "I am going to be the wisest and most noble king ever to rule over Asgard." He replied boastfully.

"Well you heard what Father said." I responded. "We were all born to rule."

"True." Loki backed me up on my statement.

"Why do we not all become rulers together?" I aksed.

"Fair point." Loki said "I agree."

"Deal?" I asked putting my hand in the middle.

"Deal." Loki agreed, placing his hand over mine. We both looked over to Thor. Very lazily and reluctantly, Thor put his hand on ours's.

"Deal." He slurred, sealing the deal.

           Now we are all the rulers of Asgard. Being the first siblings on the throne together.