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[justabitoffun]

Loki didn't leave the apartment all day in part fear that Barton would attempt to escape somehow. He already knew he was going to get into trouble for what he'd done, he certainly didn't need to loose the archer on top of the impromptu transformation spell he'd cast to turn the agent into a white tiger cub. He didn't mind being stuck inside all day on this particular eve though as the entertainment value provided by Barton's defiant attitude and Raun's eager attempts to get the cub to play with him were priceless.

By the end of the day Raun had begun to settle down and when Loki took a relaxed seat on the couch the kitten was almost instantly there to lie down in his lap. The Trickster god petted idly at the kitten's soft fur as he kept a deceptively lidded eye on the tiger cub.

Coulson would be home soon. Loki couldn't be more overjoyed by the prospect.

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[sonofcoul]

"How well do you honestly expect me to sleep knowing that one of the Avengers is currently a tiger cub?" He wasn't entirely sure which one, but the odds were slim that it would be anyone else, just given his behavior.

He shoots the cub a look somewhere between quizzical and resigned. "Pretty sure we're not getting out that way anyway at the moment."

[justabitoffun.livejournal.com]

"Did I say it was an Avenger?" But Loki's grin gave the would-be lie away; he was too amused with Coulson's deductive reasoning to try any harder to sell it. So instead, "Don't you want to know what to call him?"

[kingofarchers.livejournal.com]

There was another rumble from the cub. He outstretched a paw in the direction of Coulson's bedroom, trying to prompt the man to move. They really didn't need to get into who he was, did they? Not when there wasn't an immediate cure available.

[sonofcoul]

He smothers a smile at the cub. "Whatever you say, mom," he mutters, starting to shrug off his coat again.

He glanced back at Loki. "It's either Hawkweye or Cap. Either way, I'm not calling him 'little guy' again."

[justabitoffun.livejournal.com]

"He's a bit head-strong, don't you think? Stubborn and impulsive?"

Loki moved out of the kitchen, empty glass left in the sink, and headed straight for Coulson. He gave no outward sign of his intention. Suddenly he bent down and grabbed the tiger cub, hefting him up in both arms and cradling him against his chest. He expected to be bit and clawed but wasn't concerned with it.

"Look, he has fur and a tail but otherwise he's fine. And in a few days the spell will wear off," definitely not what he told Barton earlier, "and he'll be back to normal, perfectly fine. I promise." Loki tilted his head to get a better angle at catching Coulson's eye. "Don't be upset?"

[kingofarchers.livejournal.com]

Clint yowled as soon as he was picked up. Maybe Loki was willing to gloss over the beating Clint gave first, but the archer had other ideas. He squirmed, exaggerating any discomfort he was currently in, and swiped at Loki's face.

[sonofcoul]

"Put him down, I think this is one time Barton won't appreciate the vantage point."

He paused. "We're apparently not getting anywhere tonight anyway, because both of you appear to be concerning yourselves with what sleep I get. I'm still taking him in in the morning for a second opinion and at least six different forms to fill out."

[justabitoffun.livejournal.com]

Loki frowned though not from the swipe at his face. He was concentrating on holding the squirming cub so that he didn't drop him so when Coulson made the quip it didn't get much more reaction than that. Reluctantly, he obeyed though and set Barton down gently on the couch.

When he turned back to Coulson his eyes were pleading. "That's really not necessary. I assure you he'll be back to normal well before...the end of the week. No harm done. And no extra paperwork required." He sidled closer to Coulson. "If I teach him how to speak so that he can prove his mind is unaffected, will you be satisfied?"

[kingofarchers.livejournal.com]

Unaffected? That got a derisive snort. Clint half expected to disappear and be made into some stupid hat. The thought amused him enough that he sprawled out where he was on the couch and tried to wait this argument out.

[sonofcoul]

He nodded. "Please do. But I'm leaving it up to him whether or not to take this in. I know it bears reporting, temporary or not, but I also know his general attitude towards showing up in Medical."