Some short drabbles of some extremely confused Asgardian brothers. Enjoy :)
Loki had been having troubles ever since he came back to Midgard, mainly because he was forced to share an apartment with his overprotective brother Thor.
The god of mischief paced around the kitchen opening various cabinets in search of one that didn't house pop tarts. Fudge, Strawberry, Smores, every flavor thinkable...
The god of mischief opened the freezer and retrieved a box of waffles before edging closer to his newest enemy, the toaster. Carefully approaching the creature he quickly popped his waffles in and backed up.
"You will not fool me this time toaster of bread."
Loki was too busy watching the toaster to notice the entering of his brother. Thor walked closer to the trickster and placed a hand on his shoulder causing Loki to jump.
"Don't do that," Loki hissed.
"Sorry," Thor mumbled walking towards the closet and retrieving a pack of pop tarts. Suddenly a stray cord on the floor tripped the god of thunder. Soon he was falling barely catching himself on the toaster and pulling it on its side just as the waffles popped out.
Loki barely had time to blink. The waffles landed on his bare feet causing him to yelp and hold his foot falling backwards and toppling over the couch.
"Loki!" Thor called racing for his brother. He tripped again and sent his pop tarts flying. "My tarts!"
The god of thunder dove for the sugary treat flopping over the couch and successfully saving his breakfast. He suddenly heard a whimper from under him. Thor looked around confused. "Loki?"
More whimpering. Thor quickly lifted himself from the couch and noticed a crushed Loki under him. "Oops,"
Loki grumbled from beneath his oaf of a brother.
Thor stood up behind the couch and lifted the dirt covered waffles from the floor. "Fifty second rule,"
"I do believe you have that wrong..." Loki winced as Thor took a bite of the waffle. "Or whatever you prefer,"
"This is delicious!" Thor took another bite.
Loki stared in disgust and decided he would wait for breakfast or at least tell Thor left the building. It was impossible to eat with that man around.