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

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

Literally or figuratively?

Chopper and Lucretia, those are the only two I have heard of or spoken to -- the latter I'm not sure if she's still here. I'm sure there may be more, though. You can always ask around on the communicator.

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

Ah. Figuratively. [rolling his eyes]

You'd think they'd've noticed me by now. I'll just have to keep an eye out--and go to them.

[lovespuffins.livejournal.com]

How did you manage to piss that jerk off?

[He thinks Loki might have already earned himself a few displeased contenders.]

Well, good luck.

[trickiernthou.livejournal.com]

I don't even know! He has something against gods, the arrogant bastard.

[Probably.]

Thanks.