Re: A TOAST TO HUGH (& EVERYBODY ELSE)
“No sparring in bed or no pancakes in bed? Because I have experience in both and they definitely have their benefits.” Loki grinned. Yes, he was a contradictory creature. Full of fickleness and fleeting flights of fancy. And to say he was confusing with his intentions was more than an understatement. Pike wasn’t the first to be perplexed by him. And he probably wouldn’t be the last.
But that was the consequence of dealing with a trickster god. There were a lot of illusions to wade through in order to find the truth.
“Tomorrow afternoon then. The Old Gym. You and me. Working out the aggression. Provided, of course, that we don’t have temporary amnesia or are being attacked by flesh-eating monsters or turned into turnips.” Loki slipped out from under Pike’s half embrace and picked a piece of fluff off his shoulder. “And if your maybe-not-a-distraction turns out to be just a run-of-the-mill distraction we can see about going for a gallop.”