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"Stop."

"Nope."

"Seriously, stop."

"I can't."

"Loki, cut it out."

"I'd love to, but alas…"

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"LOKI!"

"THOR!"

"Will you please stop making that infernal noise?"

"But I'm so jittery!"

"You? You're never jittery."

"I am now."

"…"

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"Loki, what is that you're drinking?"

"Hm? Oh, this? I think it's called Dr. Paper or something. It's really good. You should try some. Here. Try it. You'll like it. I like it. Come on."

"Loki, get that out of my face."

"But you haven't tried it yet."

"I am not going to drink anything that makes you this… annoying."

"I am not annoying!"

"Yeah, you are. What's in that?"

"Carbonated water, high fructose corn syrup – ew, really? Caramel color, whatever that is. Phosphoric- ACID? Oh god, I hope I don't die. Natural and artificial flavors, really, these mortals come up with the strangest things. Sodium benz- benzo- fuck it, I can't sit still. And something called caffeine."

"Caffeine?"

"Yup. Google it."

"You… you didn't go to Midgard, did you?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Oh shit."

"What? What's wrong?"

"Jane told me about this caffeine you speak of."

"And?"

"…And you don't get any more."

"Hey, what are you doing with that?"

"Saving us all from you."

"HEY! I was drinking that!"

"Well you aren't anymore."

"No, don't pour it out! I NEED IT!"

"…"

"Why do you hate me?"

"…"

"Thor?"

"…"

"Big brother?"

"…"

"Are you even listening to me?"

"There. All gone."

"…I hate you."