Re: Manning/Nishka: Market
Loki let out an exaggerated groan at talk of farms and children. "So. Boring," he complained. "You're fucking Thor, for gods' sakes," he laughed, "you should be out doing god shit, not..." he crumpled his nose adorably, "commoner's work."
'So you have blocked out my summer job at McDonalds then?' Nish chided, 'and all the entry level stuff before I got a decent job...'
"That wasn't the same," Loki remarked, not realizing he hadn't thought it instead. "And you grew out of it, anyway. He's..." he paused and looked up at Thor, because to him he wasn't anyone else. "How old are you now? Eight hundred?" he asked, not even bothering to lower his voice. "And he's still mucking stalls and picking up animal crap."
'Maybe he likes the quiet life after Ragnarok,' she suggested. 'For real, this is Thor? Ohh my god...' she added, unable to keep her excitement at bay any longer. He groaned and rolled his eyes.