Trigger Warning? Maybe? Without giving much away, it involves a boy giving Penny a drink... If the TW applies to you, you'll be able to figure it out.

A/N: Requested by Guest on FFN.  To be honest, this chapter was somewhat difficult for me to write... This entire topic is something I generally avoid for personal reasons. So please forgive me if this chapter seems somewhat vague or rushed.

If there was one thing that Loki really didn't like to deal with on Earth, it was the fact that sometimes he had to become uncomfortable so that others could be happy. If it was for Penny, he could find it slightly tolerable. He wouldn't silently plan her death in his head as he was doing for everyone else. No, he could handle anything Penny put him through if it was to make her smile.

What he could not handle was what the Avengers were putting him through.

Loki hated parties - Midgardian parties at least. He could enjoy himself at a party or gathering anywhere else but Midgard; there was just something about the humans that he couldn't stand... He didn't even know what it was, but he just hated it. But he had made a promise to Thor and Penny that he would try to act like he was enjoying himself.

The Avengers were currently hosting a Christmas party for numerous political people and their families - which was so much worse than the charity galas. Instead of it just being the rich people looking down on everyone, their spoiled children were running rampant. The amount of teenage girls that tried to throw themselves in his arms was staggering! He had been spoiled by Penny's friendship into forgetting that a human teenage girl could be vicious... 

Staying near Penny did nothing to help him either, if anything it just put a target on the sweet girl. So Loki decided to stay away from her for the party, at least until the female population calmed down. He did keep an eye on her, however, smiling faintly as she and her friends laughed about something.

"Brother!" Thor called, catching Loki's attention as he made his way over, a ridiculous Santa hat perched on his head. "Are enjoying yourself?"

"As much as one would enjoy being attacked by a screaming krabat."

Thor laughed, clapping his brother on the shoulder with a smile, "Come now, it's not that bad."

"No." Loki took a sip of his champagne, "It's much worse."

"Maybe if you were nicer, they would be as well?"

The two shared a look, knowing smiles spreading across both their faces as they laughed to themselves. 

They passed banter back and forth for a while longer, Loki threatening to put poison in Thor's drink at some point just for something interesting to happen - only to be brushed off with a deep chuckle because Thor knew his brother 'wasn't like that anymore'. Loki was all the more tempted by that, and began to plan out how and when to poison him as Thor was called over by one of the guests. 

Loki watched him leave with a smirk, knowing that his brother might have a little trouble staying awake once he got his hands on his drink...

Scanning the party for Penny again, he frowned as he no longer saw her with her friends nor was she near the food table. Was she making another attempt at the champagne? He smirked at the memory as he did a quick check of all the servers walking the crowd; none of which Penny was by.

His brows creased as he moved from his spot, purposefully ignoring a group of girls that tried to catch his attention. If she wasn't with her friends, at the food table, or trying to sneak a drink, then she must have gotten sensory overload and left. Loki had no qualms with leaving the party in search for her; in fact, he would have rejoiced over this if he didn't know about the pain an overload could cause her.

After briefly glancing out to the balcony (and running away at the large amount of teens), Loki started to make his way down the halls. If this was the Compound or Tower, then he would have easily known where to look, or been able to ask the AI where she was, but alas... they had rented a building for this party so the guests wouldn't accidentally hurt themselves messing with things they weren't supposed to and try suing them. How was it the Avengers' fault they were hurt when they were the ones sticking their noses into places it didn't belong? Loki would never understand the logic in that... If they had just stayed where they were supposed to, they wouldn't have been hurt. Simple as that.

But most humans were stupid and now they were in a new building that Loki and Penny didn't know that well, so he would most likely be forced to search every room to find her as calling her name would result in a worse case of overload. 

With a sigh, he started his quest. The first few rooms he passed were bright and loud, definitely not for her.  The next were dark and quiet, but also void of a certain Penny Parker. It wasn't until he reached the end of the hall and about to check in the last room that he heard the voices...

"Please... I just- I just want to go sit down..." Penny's weak voice, Loki unfortunately knew it well and confirmed his sensory overload theory.

"No worries, babe, I know just the place." A male voice chuckled, a voice that Loki neither recognized nor trusted.

Turning the corner in the hall, Loki took in the scene of a boy slightly older than Penny leading her to a room near the end. He was taller than her, but not as tall as Loki - maybe coming up to the man's chin. His short blonde hair was perfectly groomed in the way a politician's would be, not a hair out of place to match with his unnaturally whitened teeth and expensive suit. There was no doubt that this child was most likely taking after whichever parent had a job in politics. 

Loki's eyes narrowed at the boy's hand around Penny's waist that was slowly going lower as he brought her to the door of the room, Penny insistently raising it back. He watched as Penny stumbled and swayed on her feet, acting as if her flats had six-inch heels on them. Loki also saw a champagne glass in Penny's other hand, the drink half gone and what was left swirling in her unsteady hand.

Having seen enough, Loki started marching down the hall to them, his eyes locked on the boy that was dangerously close to getting his hand cut off if it went any lower.

The boy, for his part, did not feel the heated glare on the back of his head or simply chose to ignore it as he gently pushed Penny into the room and closed the door behind him. Loki's dislike for the boy dropped even lower as his advanced hearing heard the very distinct sound of a lock clicking on the door.

Picking up his pace to the door more, Loki paused only for a second to listen to Penny's tired and confused voice ("Wait, what are you...? Stop that...!") before slamming the door open.

The room was dark, but Loki had no trouble seeing Penny on a large sofa, the boy hovering over her with a fist holding the strap of her dress off her shoulder. Obviously startled by his entrance, the boy stood up - though still holding Penny's strap - and glared at him. 

"What do you think you're doing? Get out!"

Loki gave a small smirk as he took a step into the room, his shadow stretching out in front of him like a promise of the darkness that would soon be unleashed on this unsuspecting but well deserved boy. "What am I doing? I could ask you the same thing."

"Patty just got sick, so I took her somewhere quiet. What's it to you?"

A muscle in Loki's jaw tightened as he looked at the girl, "Are you alright, Penny?"

"She's-"

"I was not talking to you, skirja."

Penny let out a quiet sigh as she started to get up, her shaking arms having a slightly hard time pushing the boy off her dress. "I- I don't know... I just got super dizzy and the room started spinning and everything's just going so fast right now, Loki. I don't- I don't know what..."

Loki was by her side in a flash of green, his hand gripping the arm of the boy tightly - forcing him to let Penny go - as he helped her up with the other. "It's alright now, I've alerted Stark and Banner and they'll be here momentarily to help sort this out."

"There's nothing to sort out," The boy, whose voice had jumped an octave, laughed nervously. "This is all a huge misunderstanding."

Loki fixed him with a glare so cold that the boy felt as if his feet had frozen to the floor. "Just a misunderstanding...? So I can tell them not to come?"

"Y-Yes! Of course!"

"Great." Loki's smirk turned evil and dark as his hand tightened, ice starting to travel up the boy's sleeves. "That means I can kill you here and now and enjoy your death as slowly and painfully as I see fit."

"What?" Up another octave.

"Penny Parker is under my care," Holding Penny close to his chest with his arm, he lifted her champagne glass and smelt it. "And slipping a drug into her drink is not something I like the idea of."

Penny's head lolled slightly to look at the blonde, a weak smile on her face. "I told you my mom was awesome."

"Penny?" Stark called as he and Banner entered the room, an illusion of Loki disappearing as they turned the lights on. They had only been told that there was a situation that urgently demanded their attention in a back room, though neither hero could have guessed it would be a scene like this.

"And there's dad...!"

Eyebrows shooting up into hairlines, Stark and Banner both sent quizzical looks to Loki who pushed the boy towards them. "He drugged her."

If the boy was scared before, he was absolutely terrified now. Not only was Tony Stark giving him a glare that rivaled Loki's - especially with those eyebrows - but Bruce Banner was actually starting to turn slightly green.

"You... drugged her?" Tony asked, stepping into the room more to stand squarely in front of the boy. "You actually slipped a teenage girl a roofie at a party that the Avengers are hosting? Gutsy move, kid; unfortunately for you it was the wrong kind of move."

Bruce, fighting down most of the green, rushed to Penny and Loki's side to check the girl over as Tony continued to verbally attack the boy. He did his best to make sure she wasn't given an overdose, but Penny kept swaying on her feet even with Loki holding her. They eventually made her sit back down on the sofa, though she still didn't keep still, it was better than before.

"I know!" Tony exclaimed, "Let's tell the other Avengers about what he did! I'm sure Nat would love to hear about it. Better yet, let's bring him back to the hall and tell everyone! Maybe his parents will realize what a scumbag they raised and let us keep him for target practice!"

Loki smirked at the thought, it did sound like a very nice and painful plan... He would love to see what the Black Widow did to a boy like this; perhaps he could even learn a thing or two from her technique.

"I'm going to bring Penny back to the Compound then," Bruce said, standing up from his crouch in front of the sofa. "She's not going to be awake much longer and I want to make sure that everything's okay."

Tony and Loki looked at the girl that was barely conscious, a pang going through both their hearts. Because as much as they wanted to hurt this boy that planned on hurting Penny, they also didn't want to leave her side. 

"You go," Tony said, his eyes moving away from the girl and to Loki. "I'll make sure he gets what's coming to him, I'll even record it for you."

Loki's eyes narrowed slightly as he nodded, walking back to the sofa and lifting Penny up. "Just make sure the kid doesn't get out of this, I know how slippery these human politicians are."

Tony laughed slightly, bitterly, as he grabbed a handful of the boy's jacket. "He's not getting out of anything. I will personally see to it that he is properly punished."

There was a bubble of sadistic pleasure forming in Loki's chest at the sight of pure terror on the boy's face, almost as if he would start crying at any moment. Loki sincerely hoped that he did... Just a little tear before he left, just a little-

It wasn't meant to be, Loki almost pouting as he carried Penny out of the room with Banner right behind him. He distinctly wondered if it was wise to leave Stark alone with him, but pushed it away. While the Black Widow would be the perfect person to inflict as much pain on him as possible, Stark also had his ways. It wasn't always out of physical pain as it was financial and career ruin, but those things were almost just as important as personal safety. And if Stark did decide to hurt the boy physically, Loki was rest assured that it would most likely be with a metal gauntlet on.

Passing through the main hall to the exit, Penny's limp figure in Loki's arms paired with Banner's solemn expression and slightly green veins, drew a lot of attention.

"Brother?" Thor asked, his eyebrows pushed together in worry as he made his way through the crowd, "Young Penny, is she-?"

"There was an incident... with a boy." Loki watched as a dark look passed through Thor's eyes, "Stark will be along shortly to explain, I'm sure. We're bringing her back to the Compound to rest and recover."

Thor nodded, looking back down the path that the three had just come from. Behind him, Loki saw the others with various expressions watching the scene as well. Clint, who was wearing a Santa hat like Thor, had a slack jaw and clenching fists as he stared at Penny; a flash of dangerous anger flaring through his eyes. Sam and Bucky just slightly behind him both looked like they were ready to kill, eyes narrowed and muscles tensing in perfect harmony (though they would never admit it). Steve and Natasha were on the other side of the path that was made for him, though they weren't as synonymous as Sam and Bucky. Natasha's face was cool, collected, her personal emotions hidden beneath the surface; it was like a dark sea hiding the deadly creatures in it. Steve, on the opposite side of the scale, let his anger show clearly as he took a step towards Loki.

"Did he...?"

"No," Loki shook his head once, "I arrived before anything could happen. Though the room was dark and the door locked, keep that in mind when Stark brings him."

Steve nodded as he started stalking towards the back rooms, the Avengers following after him. Loki felt himself smirk as he continued on his way outside, he was now truly convinced that boy would not slip out of this when all the Avengers were out for his head.

Setting Penny in the backseat of the car, Loki sighed and shook his head slightly. "You just had to go for the champagne, didn't you?"

As he got in the passenger seat, Loki felt a knot uncoil in his chest. He wasn't aware it was even there until it was gone, but he was finally able to relax in his chair and take a deep breath. If he hadn't of noticed Penny was gone when he did... If he had just been a minute later...

He shook his head, pushing those thoughts out. He had made it in time, and Penny was now safe. Granted, she would have a major headache in the morning, but she was otherwise safe. And that was what mattered at the end of the day.

Glancing back at her, he allowed himself a small smile. She was going to be in so much trouble in the morning for taking a drink from a stranger.

Skirja - Young Cow

A/N: I'm not sure if this is the story that you wanted..... but it's what I picked up from the request so.... Oh well.

Speaking of requests! While it is true that I'm writing and posting a lot slower than I used to, there are a few requests that I'm not going to take. It hurts me more than you can imagine, but there are a few that are far to vague for me to work with. When requests are vague (or simple and filled with hundreds of possibilities) it turns into a mess of words.  Please have at LEAST 10 words in your request... Or some kind of major 'plot' point you want to happen.

E.G.: "What if they go camping?" This is way too vague. What do you want to happen while camping? Peter could get lost? They could get attacked; by enhanced or a bear? Loki could get bitten by a snake?  A major snow storm could hit and threaten Peter's life; or the opposite and a major heat wave threatens Loki's? Do they have a nice little fluffy moment and star gaze, Loki telling stories of his childhood? Or is it depressing and horrible?

I'm not upset, I just want to make sure everyone gets their requests as close to what they want as possible. I hope this helps with any future requests!