Thor and kittens. Let the madness of adorables ensue. :)

[hamm3rtime]

[Thor enters, carrying a large, cushioned pet carrier which appears to be mewling. In his other hand is a sack with a plethora of items. He sets the pet carrier down on the floor first, only opening its door when he has removed kitten feed from the sack and filled five puny glass bowls with it. The kittens, black shorthairs all, go for the food immediately, though some attempt to move around their bowls, fending off their food from each other.]

[He seems to consider the fuzzies toddling about on the floor, as he asks a query of his mundane.]

You are sure, mun, that Lokis will be drawn here? This is an odd method, for contacting him.

[The kittens, now done with their meal, are a handful, and Thor has to work to get them all back into the carrier. Some attempt to scale his shirt instead. He lets them do so, as he gets the more energetic ones back into their carrier first.]

I shall hope it works, for it would do well, to have good news in this time.

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[tricksterofasgard]

[...............oooookay. Is it too late to make a quick escape from this place?

Is it?

No?

WHY?! .....riiiight..... because Loki may have given Thor this particular idea in one way or another? But... Okay. Yes. He should have expected that. Thor tends to follow through with strange ideas. So why hasn't he just stayed away and at his library? WHY?!

Sorry, Thor. He's not speaking to you. Just sitting there. With his book. Staring and frowning at the same time.

Go away, please?]

[hamm3rtime]

[The older brother finally manages to get all of the kittens safely back into the carrier. Truly, they needed space to run around in, but Thor was concerned that with so many, one or two might evade a loving recapture, and that would be terrible. So they could stay in the carrier, for now. The last one's claws had to be delicately detached from Thor's shirt as he placed it with its fellows. Siblings, all the cats were not, oddly. Though they seemed to just as well enjoy cuddling together for warmth, as though they were. Loki had requested a somewhat-mischevious, cuddly personality in his cat, after all, and Thor had individually obtained a few such creatures.]

[His brother's horrified expression is not what Thor had anticipated, upon the sight of infant felines. As such, Thor looks puzzled and somewhat amused. He is fairly happy when around the kittens, really. The thought of being able to gift a Loki with one, causes Thor's jovial nature to make an appearance, in spite of his recent losses. So he happily calls out to the Loki who is seemingly horrified by tiny fluffy animals.]

Loki! Which version are you, brother?

[attention_wenches]

Why does everyone think I like cats?

[He likes everything that's cute and also spiteful, sure, but he doesn't let on about it, and he'd chose a snake or a hedgehog over a fluffy little lapwarmer. Even if they are... awfully endearing.]

[hamm3rtime]

If you do not, that is your choice. [Thor laughs as he answers, sticking his fingers through the bars of the carrier to play with the kittens inside. The older brother is honestly more endeared by canines, particularly large Asgardian ones. But Loki can blame an alt of himself for Thor having gotten this idea instead.]

How do you fare, brother?

[tricksterofasgard]

[Yes, he keeps staring. And frowning. He wants to say something, but watching Thor with all those tiny creatures is... A sight in itself.

After several moments of just watching, the book gets set aside and he slowly shakes his head in disbelief.]

I... Had not expected you to actually do this.

[He partly wants to get up and take a closer look at the animals, make sure they are real. But displaying any sort of interest wouldn't do. So he remains right there. Watching.]

[hamm3rtime]

[Loki's expression concerns him, and Thor's smile turns poignantly protective, in response. So this was the same Loki he'd spoken to! Thor picks up the cat carrier, leaving the giant sack of items on the ground, with the bowls. Wandering over to sit beside Loki, Thor gently places the cat carrier on the ground before their bench. The mewling has not yet ceased, as all the kittens want out of the carrier, to play.]

In this, you underestimated us both. You should know better.

[tricksterofasgard]

[There actually is a lot less for Thor to be concerned about than he makes himself believe. Loki merely likes to present himself in a more reserved manner. Keeping his guard up. And yet he does tilt his head down and towards the carrier.]

Where did you get these?

[And can he let them out? This many kittens sure would cause a decent amount of mischief if left to their own devices...]

[hamm3rtime]

Midgard, [Thor responds,] They are of different litters. As not all of the kittens of each litter, fit the personality you had described. I'd thought other yous might benefit from them, as well.

[While it would be easy enough for Loki to let them go, Thor might have trouble reclaiming them all, in any kind of quick order.]

[incrediblebanner]

[Yeah, with that picture you're going to catch more than Lokis. Even Bryce can't deny the appeal of a god-hunk with kittens. Kittens.]

[hamm3rtime]

[Thor glances up at her cheerily, as he tries to gently, if clumsily, maneuver all of the little fuzzies back into the carrier.] Greetings.

[tricksterofasgard]

[Which is exactly what makes the thought rather intriguing. And, indeed, Loki gets up to crouch in front of the carrier and slowly opens it, only to sit cross legged on the floor and just... Well. Watch the whole lot get free once more.]

.......

[Nope. Not saying a word. Just watching the chaos unfold. And Thor may find himself witnessing how this horde of kittens starts scurrying around and climbing all over the place...]

[hamm3rtime]

[Thor is pleased when Loki opens the carrier, presumably to get a closer look at the kittens. But his eyes quickly widen as he crouches to try to impede the progress of as many tiny cats as possible. The way that they climb all over Loki, and the way that Loki just grins... The pain in Thor's heart is suddenly pierced through by warm laughter. This -- this inanity and joy -- this was home. Thor's little brother being his annoying, endearing self. And with kittens everywhere. Thor cannot stop laughing, rushing to sweep up and cradle three of them in his strong arms as he watches Loki and the other two.]

[incrediblebanner]

Did you raid an animal shelter?

[hamm3rtime]

[Thor shakes his head, smiling at this woman as the mewling from the carrier begins anew.] This was no raid. We paid the adoption centers for these felines. Though for some reason, they also required documentation and photo cards and tiny... metal trinkets. Midgard... doth still confuse me, at times. Yet I understand their wish to protect such young creatures.

[realitywarped]

I have a fondness for cats, yes, but this is not how to get my attention. You could just ask. It usually works.

[hamm3rtime]

[Thor smiles at the young version of his brother. One kitten, digging its claws into his back, proves particularly dificult to disengage from his shirt, and Thor gently maneuvers it so that the thing drops its hold on him, before returning it to the carrier with the others.]

I am aware I could have asked. I wanted to give gifts. If you should wish for one.

[incrediblebanner]

If you're referring to their collars, it's so we know where to return them to if they get lost.

[ALSO.] Were you... overrun by mice?

[tricksterofasgard]

We should let these loose in the throne room.

[Loki muses aloud, not paying too much attention to his brother. He doesn't mind one of the kitten playing with his coat. The other has curled up in his lap for a nap. Just then does he notice his own we, and he pauses. Then peers up slowly. But can he hide the small smirk? No. Not quite.]

[realitywarped]

What would I do with a kitten, Thor? I'm not often anywhere for long these days. I have... things to do, relatively often.

[He sighs, because Thor was clearly trying. And also, because he genuinely does like cats, tiny bundles of mischief that they are. He watches the cat returning to the carrier, trying to avoid looking wistful in the slightest.]

It was... a nice idea, however.

[changeanddie]

I'm more of a puppy [person? gods are not persons] guy myself, but kittens are truly magical. And also cute and funny. Did you know the mortals from the Internet worship these creatures?

[hamm3rtime]

[The older brother smiles a the first few things his brother says. Awww, little Loki, you have a soft side he doesn't get to see too often. But then...]

...mortals who communicate over their corded webbing, worship cats? [Thor's tone is dubious, for he is pretty sure you jest. Stop messing with him, Loki~. He may not know much about mortals yet, but most of them seem to access their linked webbing quite frequently.]

Jane does not appear to worship cats.

[hamm3rtime]

[Thor's laughter continues. He knows Loki isn't serious, knows that the idea of 'Loki being in the throne room at all' should be an open wound for both of them, but the idea of these little fuzzy brats running around, wreaking havoc there... Oh yes, that was a picture befitting of his brother. The thunderer's laughter is a welcome relief for him; this Loki has helped more than he might ever know.]

[One of the three kittens that Thor had managed to reclaim, had wriggled out of his gentle grasp, and was currently in the process of squirming out of his arms entirely, attempting to climb its way up the outside of Thor's shirt with its claws. Thor flinched backwards as it stuck its fuzzy face into his, clonking its head against his jaw. Laughter rose from him again.]

Loki, you appear to have unleashed an unstoppable force of infant felines-hhh [The cat nuzzled Thor's bearded jaw again, causing that last word of to be muffled.]

[hamm3rtime]

I know not what mice are. [His understanding of Midgardian mammals did not extend so far. Birds, serpents, felines and canines, he had seen before. He knew that Midgard's tinier felines were called cats (the youngest ones kittens), and that their canines were called dogs (Or puppies. Thor had considered getting one, but for his father's ravens...) Yet these 'mice' he had never heard of. Indeed, it was not even immediately obvious, the way that Bryce had phrased it, that mice were animals.]

So it is unlikely that I have had to contend with so many.

[hamm3rtime]

Your alternate suggested it, [Thor responded.] I would see them go only to Lokis who want them, fear not.

What keeps you busy?

[changeanddie]

'Tis not like their Ancient Egypt, and religion is not involved, but cats are a huge conversation topic! They share portraits with or without captions, moving pictures, jokes... All to the point that Midgardians mock that the network contains mostly cats. The rest of the percentage is... not something too appropriated to mention.

She might favor dogs as I do, you know. Or she could be allergic to feline fur.