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Thor woke with a groan. Bright sunlight assaulted his eyes and he moaned, snapping them shut again. After a lingering moment he forced himself to open his eyes all the way, he saw he was in the banquet hall in his home Azgard. Stiffly pushing himself into a sitting position, he took in the scene around him. It seemed a great party had taken place, for food littered the floor as well as empty wine cups, shredded curtains, and an occasional passed out friend laying motionless on the floor. The golden room made everything look brighter, and he had to squint so as not to make his headache worse. If only he could remember what happened last night… there was a party… Loki was there… he remembered drinking with his brother but then…things got fuzzy. He groaned again, this time, bringing his hands up to rub his bloodshot eyes. He heard the unmistakable chuckle from behind him, and turned to look over his shoulder just as his younger brother stepped out from behind a golden pillar.

"How are you feeling, brother?" Loki chimed stopping a couple feet away from Thor, his features twisted in his trademark grin.

Thor, rubbing the left side of his face asked, "How long have you been standing there?"

Loki approached, still grinning. Thor remembered they had drank…a lot. He looked his brother up and down and felt confusion. He looked for all the signs of a hangover on the younger man, but found none. Loki's eyes were clear and, gleaming, Thor noticed. The underneath of Loki's eyes were circle free, he wasn't shielding them from the sunlight, and he didn't look nauseated, in fact, he was holding an apple in his right hand. Thor shook his head and rested his head in his hands.

"How are you not feeling absolutely wretched right now?" he asked, pushing the blonde hair out of his face.

Loki shrugged, and replied breezily, "I do not get hangovers." then walked over and sat on the step next to Thor. He outstretched his arm and offered the apple to Thor. "Would you like one?"

Nausea swelled up in him at even the sight of the apple and he turned his head away. He took several deep breathes to keep his stomach from heaving, and he heard Loki chuckle deviously. After he had reclaimed control over his stomach, he turned his gaze back to his brother. Loki was grinning at him contentedly, his elbows on his knees, an heir of importance surrounding him. Thor knew that Loki's importance grew when he knew something Thor didn't, and judging by the look on his face, he knew a lot of what happened last night. Suddenly Thor felt as though there was a second being present in his own thoughts and his suspicion was confirmed a moment later when Loki said, "You know that I know what happened last night. And it is absolutely killing you!"

Thor wanted to jump to his feet and whirl to face Loki, but remembering his condition, he rose slowly and turned carefully to face the younger man.

"Stop doing that!" he growled. He knew full well of Loki's power to read minds and walk in the dreams of others, but his brother knew how much Thor hated it, so he rarely used that particular power on him.

"Why?" Loki asked innocently, his green eyes wide, giving him a childish look.

"Because its not fair!" Thor spat back. He started to limp away, one hand on his aching back, the other on his stomach.

Loki rose easily from where he was seated on the stair. With a small wipe of his hand the apple disappeared and he hurried after Thor, smiling.

"Where are you going?" Loki called, leaving space between Thor and him.

"To my chambers." he stopped suddenly, the ground lurching beneath his feet. "As soon as the ground stops moving."

Now Loki was beside him, his hand on his shoulder to help steady the Thors swaying. Suddenly there was an angry cry and both the men turned to look across the banquet hall. A young woman Thor remembered not was storming toward him. She had a stain down the front of her dress and fire in her brown eyes. Loki took a step back and she stormed right up to Thor and slapped him across the face. "How dare you?!" she snarled. Then turned on her heels and stormed back out. Dazed, he reached up and touched his burning cheek and looked after her. He turned, and saw Loki give him a knowing look.

"Brother," Thor started, alarm rising inside of him. "What happened last night?"

Loki grinned. "I thought you might want to know." he took a deep breath and Thor knew he was going to drag this out as long as he could, giving each important detail painfully slow. Loki loved being in control, and right now Thor was at his mercy.

"What do you remember?" Loki asked.

"I remember arriving here for Lady Sif's birthday, then you and I were drinking and then…" he shook his head. Loki smiled.

"That is all you remember?"

"Yes."

Loki sighed and shook his head. He circled Thor and then gestured to an over tuned chair.

"You may want to sit down, brother."

Thor pushed down the panic rising inside of him and forced his already unsteady legs in the chairs direction. Loki sat down in the chair opposite of his brother and took in a breath to speak but paused.

"Maybe you would rather not know." Loki stated.

"Loki," Thor said warningly.

"Fine, fine." Loki waved his hands in defeat and started, "Well, you started drinking heavily-"

Thor cut him off defensively, "I remember, you were as well."

"Would you like me to continue?" Loki asked sharply.

"Yes," Thor mumbled begrudgingly.

"We both were drinking a lot, but I less than you. Unlike you, I know when to stop." Loki paused and Thor bit his lip to keep from giving another defensive reply.

"We ran out of alcohol, so you asked me to conjure some-"

"Why didn't you try to stop me?" Thor interrupted again.

Loki sent him a sharp glance and Thor looked at the floor and mumbled, "Sorry."

"I tried." he paused and rolled his sleeves up, reveling arms covered with bruises. "Unfortunately, drunken Thor is not as…considerate of my wellbeing as sober Thor."

Thors eyes widened as he looked at the black and blue marks running up and down the younger mans arms. He gasped in disbelief, "I did that?"

Loki grinned and rolled his sleeves back down. "Oh don't worry, I managed a few good blows. How do you think you ended up with that awful shiner?"

Thor thought his face hurt! He ran his fingers over the aching side of his face and cracked a small smile. "Hopefully you knocked some since into me?" he asked hopefully.

Loki chuckled. "I obviously didn't hit you hard enough, because you still wanted your mead. So, I did as you asked."

"What else happened?"

"Well, after our 'disagreement' you proposed marriage to Lady Sif ."

Thor gasped his eyes flying open wide, "She said no right?!"

Loki gave him a confused look. "Of course." Loki grinned mischievously and couldn't help but adding, "She's not attracted to you."

"Hey…" Thor warned again, although this time there was an underlying tone of playfulness in his voice.

"After that you got extremely hungry and ate out of random peoples plates, very rudely, if I may say so."

"No you may not." Thor groaned half-heartedly.

"Anyway, adding to your list of embarrassments, you jumped on a table and began to sing a human song."

Thor looked up sharply. "Which song?" he demanded.

Loki looked away sheepishly and mumbled, "I, err, don't feel comfortable repeating it."

"Oh gods." Thor mumbled feeling his face flush red.

"Well as if that wasn't enough, the table broke and you ordered for it to be executed at once." Loki continued.

"Please tell me this story is over." Thor pleaded.

"I wish, brother, I wish."

Thor groaned.

"Soon after you made your way up to the balcony up there," Loki paused and pointed to the corner of the room where there was a tall balcony where Father and Mother usually sat, "And made a long speech about how much you loved the mead I had conjured and how you where convinced that unicorns were the resolve of all our problems. Then you got emotional, and promptly threw up into the crowd."

Thor flinched.

"By the way you owe me a new cape."

Thor frowned in disgust, "I'm so sorry."

Loki shook his head dismissively and added, "The girl next to me took the brunt of it. All down her dress. You passed out after that, ending your reign of drunkenness."

Thor breathed heavily out his nose. Then his face became puzzled. "You know, now that I think about it, my drinks didn't taste like the typical mead I am used to."

Loki smiled evilly and leaned in close to Thor's ear and whispered, "That's because it was not mead." Loki clapped a hand on Thor's shoulder and stood up, walking away at a brisk pace.

"What did you give me?!" Thor asked, no accused, after him. Loki was already standing in the doorway, but he turned on his heels and said, "Worry not, brother, it was not harmful. Lets just say, I introduced you to a popular stress reliever found on earth."

Loki then laughed loudly and walked back down the hallway, disappearing from sight and leaving a stunned, embarrassed Thor to the privacy of his humiliation.

And that was our friend Thor when he gets a little tipsy. Don't forget to leave me a request! Reviews are loved!