Aug 12, 2012 17:23
They'd made plans for Thor to experience more Midgardian food, and not even an invasion of eerily perfect youngsters could stop that. So when Loki arrived on his doorstep with a precariously-balanced dozen pizza boxes and a large paper bag full of what Thor was just going to assume was milkshakes, he ushered in his younger brother and directed him towards the room with the television.
"What is this program you wished to watch?"
[ooc: for the lil bro. and possibly a certain sparklypoo.]