004 [] He's the prince of circumstance.

[trickierthanthou]

DEAR SANTA:

I want a pony for Christmas.

I want my chip taken out. Wouldn't that be a nice gift? Then I could give eeeeeeeveryone else something even better!

Aside from that, I want a ton of chocolate bars, gummy bears, sour straws, and other assorted candy. And I mean a ton literally.

I want a new mattress for my bed and flannel sheets. The good kind! It's damn cold in this place. Speaking of cold, some new clothes with lots of jackets included.

A jacuzzi.

A lamborghini.

No wait, an Ariel Atom. Hells yeah!

My own private jet.

I want a pendant for Castiel. [Insert drawing of this symbol here.] Pure silver works best.

A wooden stake for Dean. I'm sure he wishes it worked. ♥

Oh, and my dog! Damn thing is liable to bite someone's hand off without me around.

Think you can handle that, Santa? Come on. It ain't even that hard of a list.

-Loki

Comments

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

Hah. Thanks. I'm not used to this cold thing--never felt it before.

[kongeriget]

Ain't it gross?

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

It's damned annoying is what it is. I hate being human.

[kongeriget]

…Wait a sec, yer a Nordic god! Shouldn't ya be immune to it?

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

That's my point. I've never felt it before in my life! I mean--sorta. I knew it was there. But this...being human like this? It's different.

It's pathetic.

I hate it.

I want my chip out.

[kongeriget]

Ask Chopper!

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

I did.

[kongeriget]

To take yer chip out?

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

Ye-up.

[kongeriget]

Why the hell'd he say no?

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

Because'a some asshole who told him not to.

[kongeriget]

Well tell him I said it's okay! Why'd someone say that?

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

They don't like the idea of me with power. I even offered them favors!

Anyway, he said he'd think about it. Chopper. Dunno how long.

[kongeriget]

What's wrong with ya and power? And who's right is that anyway?

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

The hell if I know.

It's fucking ridiculous is what it is.

[kongeriget]

I know ya've done some stuff in stories…

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

They don't even know the stories about me!

[kongeriget]

Did ya do anything?

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

I haven't had time to do anything. [yet.]

[kongeriget]

Fuck, I could take it out myself, I know where it is!

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

[This is Loki a little wary. Loki does not like pain.]

...Iiii dunno. Do you even have any clue what you'd be doing?

[kongeriget]

I've done field first aid! Dug shrapnel outta wounds, that kinda thing! （　so… better than someone stabbing him open and groping around blindly, but not by much.　）

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'm still not so convinced.

Where is it anyway?

[kongeriget]

Leg.

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

[...]

Really? That seems awfully easy.