Thor- The Science of Lies No. 31

Sunlight beams in Jane’s eyes, disrupting a rather lovely dream where she has won the Nobel Prize, and then holds an after party on the beach of some remote island where all the stars in the universe aline.  It occurs to Jane that she doesn’t remember if Loki had been in the dream himself.  Probably for the best if he wasn’t.  She gets enough of him during the day, starting with the moment she wakes up.

"Rise and shine!"

The scent of fresh bacon and eggs hits her nostrils, but doesn’t make her want to kill her annoying god lover any less.

"Leave me alooooooone."  Jane grabs a pillow and smushes it over her face. 

"Ah, ah, ah!"  He might as well be cackling at her suffering.  "What kind of lover and future spouse would I be if I allowed my beautiful lady to sleep in on so lovely a day as this?"

Reluctantly, Jane opens one eye and lets it stick out under the pillow. The sky outside is overcast.  That sun she’s seeing is clearly magical in nature.

"Now, eat your breakfast and come downstairs.  We’ve got a lot to do today!"

She sees Loki’s retreating form, misses the shit-eating grin she just knows is on his face, and fails to hit him with the pillow that she throws across the room after him.

"I’m going to kill you, Loki!"  she shouts after him.  "Somehow, someway, I will end you.”

"I love you too, darling!"  

He closes the door behind him and walks straight into the guest room before he collapses.  Though he doesn’t need as much sleep as a human, when he needs it, he really needs it.  

He’ll have to let Jane know about that sometime, once the fun of getting her up in the morning like a chipper woodsprite wears off.  That would require Jane becoming harder to provoke, and not quite as adorable when she’s angry with him.  The odds of that ever happening are decidedly low.

All the more fun for him then.