"Okay, Zoe... I need you and Loki to help me with something," I say to her, leading her into Loki's room.

"Would it have anything to do with that?" Zoe says, nudging the saddlebags on my back. I nod. "What are they? Oh, hey, Loki."

Zoe waves nonchalantly at Loki, who's sitting casually on the bench reading a book in his cell. He looks up and fumbles to set the book down. "You know, hooves are hard to work," he comments, lifting both of his hooves up.

"Yeah, you might just wanna use them for walking," I giggle, sitting down next to the glass with Zoe as Loki does the same on the other side.

Loki smiles at me, then eyes the saddlebags. "So, what are they for?"

"Well, believe it or not, you guys," I look from Loki to Zoe, "We have people who like us."

"Whoa, whoa! I mean, people liking me is totally normal, but you guys?" Zoe exclaims in disbelief, pointing to us.

Loki and me both give her a pissed off look. "Yeah, really making us feel good there, Zoe," I say through grit teeth.

"You mean, we might have... fans?" Loki says excitedly, his face hopeful with big pupils.

"Are we... famous?" Zoe squees, pulling the same hopeful face as Loki.

I scoff. "No, we are not famous," I say blankly, "I just need to answer all these questions," I pat the bag, "And I can't read."

"Say what?" Zoe exclaims.

"Are you gonna help me or not?"

"If you are burdened with glorious questions, then so am I," Loki says to me, putting his hoof on his chest.

A small blush creeps across my face, but I hide it as much as I can with my hair. "Uh... okay," I mutter, wriggling the bag off and sticking a hoof in one of the pockets. "But they're also dares, so yeah," I add as I pull out a scroll. "Let's start with this one from..."

I unfurl the scroll and show it to Zoe to read. She takes it with her green magic and squints at the paper. "@demigodfangirl365," she finishes my sentence. "It says... "I dare Loki to kisssssOHMYGODS no! Argh! No no no!" She screams, throwing the paper at the glass. "THIS RUINS THE WHOLE SHIP!"

I hold the paper there. "Loki, read it for me," I half order.

"Demigodfangirl365 dares me to kiss Zoe in front of... you." Loki half whispers, cringing at his own words as he looks at me worriedly.

I growl under my breath, turning away so nobody can see my angry expression, especially because my face is bright red. I let out a slow breath, turn around, hiding my expression. I wave a hoof nonchalantly.

"Oooh you guys- ha- gotta... uh... kiss with me looking ahahaha," I laugh nervously. "Don't think you two kissing affects me in any way whatsoever!" I point to Zoe, "I wouldn't even care if Loki kissed you because he already kissed me."

"Do you wanna say kiss again?" Zoe raises an eyebrow at me.

"... kiss..." I whimper. I reach out helplessly to Zoe as she goes over to the control box, presses the green button, trotting up to Loki, facing him.

"Well, we gotta do it," she says, grabbing the letter from me with her magic and reading it again, "On the lips, it says." I pull my hair in anticipation, squeezing my eyes shut. "Uh-uh," Zoe calls to me, "You gotta look."

I groan squeakily and force myself to open them. Zoe steps closer to Loki, their muzzles only inches apart. Loki chuckles nervously. "Okay, okay..." He mumbles, blushing lightly, eyes flicking from me to Zoe.

"Just do it, already!" I screech. Seriously, this is killing me enough as it is.

"Nothing personal,right?" Zoe turns to him. Loki nods. He suddenly leans forwards and pecks her on the lips, pulling away quickly. Zoe giggles. I pull my bottom eyelids downwards, wanting to scream and kick the floor like a toddler.

But I refrain myself and sit there with wide eyes and a big, fake smile on my face, beads of sweat rolling down my forehead.

I clear my throat. "Ahem, see? Don't think I'm jealous or mad or anything with you kissing Loki," I say through grit teeth.

Zoe coughs, then hurriedly trots out the cell doors, slamming her hoof an the green button. The doors hiss shut. "Well, things just got a little awkward... anyways, next letter!" She changes the subject, sitting down in front of me.

I fish out another scroll and give it to Zoe. She unravels it and reads it wide eyed. A perverted smile creeps across her face. "What is it?" I say warily.

"Speaking of kissing," she smirks. My blood turns cold. Loki's ears droop. "whovianluna dares you and Loki to kiss. On the lips."

"YES!" I scream triumphantly, leaping up into the air. "In your face! Da da da daaa da! Dadada daaa da!" I shuffle in mid air, doing a happy dance, until I realise that everyone is looking at me weird. I flap back down quietly as the glass doors open again. Loki stands there, blushing. Zoe smiles cheekily at me, gesturing her head towards Loki.

"Go ahead," she says.

I trot up to Loki, who's looking at me with soft eyes, but blushing as hard as I am. I awkwardly step closer, our muzzles close to each other. "Okay, okay, we need a plan, alright?" I say quickly to him, still staying in the same position, eyes flicking from one of his eyes to the other to try and read his expression. "Uh... I just don't want things to be weird between us, because, you know... Okay, so are you gonna start it or me? Because if I start it I think I might-"

Loki interrupts me by slamming his lips into mine. Butterflies soar in my heart. It feels like the wind is blowing in my mane. And I feel... amazing. And his lips feel so soft, I... just... gah!
But maybe I'm just not used to feeling other ponies' faces against mine.

My wings sprout outwards uncontrollably.

I just sort of stand there, closing my eyes, smiling under the kiss. I mean, sure I want more of it, of him, but I don't want to ruin it, so I just exist on the spot, trying not to make it look weird. Then I try to hide my disappointment as Loki pulls away, chuckling his 'ehehehe'.

Do I like it? Well, maybe I did. But then I remember why he kissed me in the first place. It was a dare, after all. Maybe he only did it because he had to. Like Hearth's Warming and the mistletoe. He only did it because Zoe made him.

I now realise I've been standing there staring goofily into his eyes for the past ten seconds and blush harder than before. Gods, Rosie, stop blushing!
I smile like an idiot, backing out the door.

I fall back on my butt, pulling a scrunchy face. I try to get up, but Zoe puts a hoof up to stop me. "OMG OMG OMG! ROSIE! OMG!!!!!" She screams, "ROKI SHIPPING FTW!!!"

"Zoe, calm down," I giggle nervously, "Just... let's just get on with it."

Zoe's mood suddenly jumps to calm and she nods, picking another random scroll out of my bags. She opens it with her magic. "Yes!" She hisses, punching the air, "A question for me! FINALLY!"

"Well, the first question, really," Loki rolls his eyes at her.

"What does it say?" I ask.

"Well, there's actually four questions, one for me, one for you and two for da Loki," Zoe replies, her green eyes skimming over the writing.

Loki sighs, "Please do not call me that-"

"It's from PinkiePieRox ," Zoe ignores.

"Let Loki read your question," I squee.

Zoe holds it up to the glass for Loki, who squints at the paper. "Zoe, how does it feel to be the third wheel?" He furrows his brow, "What does that mean?"

I scrunchy face. "Wh... no! Zoe's not a third wheel! There isn't anything between me and-"

"The third wheel huh?" Zoe raises a brow, tapping her chin, "Well, it certainly is an.... interesting friendship, with Loki being... not a pony and all. But Rosie never fails in turning an absolutely perfect day into a strange and almost doubly as perfect day. I have to say though we have had some rough times ever since we met, the most recent being a big hillside for me, but Rosie never fails tore recognise her mistakes... Even if it takes weeks," I give her a look,"Overall," she continues, "It's fun being the third wheel and I am honoured to b--!!"

"STAAAPH!!!" I scream, grabbing Zoe by her back leg and swinging her out the door, leaving a Zoe shaped hole before she can say anything else.

"ROSIE BURRITO CHUCKITO ASSFACE!!!!!!!!" She yells from the hallway on her back.

Steam shoots from my ears. "ASFDNDKFIXOSOSJDFSGWODHT!!!!! DON'T YOU FREKIN CALL MEH BY MEH FULL NAME!!!" I shout as loud as possible. Seriously, what is up with ponies saying that?

"Rosie Burrito Chucki-" Loki starts, but I give him a death glare and he stops. "Next question!" He changes the subject.

"Okay, okay," Zoe mutters, jumping in through the hole through the door, brushing herself off with the scroll still in her magic. "Ahem, Rosie. If you could be any other animal, what would it be and why?"

"Hm," I think for a second, sitting down again, "Probably a gryphon."

"Why?" inquires Loki, cocking his head to the side.

"Because..." I trail off, looking sadly at my small wings, "Gryphons have... better wings than me." Loki's face falls, so does Zoe's as she sits down next to me. I notice the sudden silence in the room and try to lighten the mood, "Also, gryphons have opposable claws... thumbs... thingies. Do you have any idea how easy it'd be to eat pudding?"

"That's true," Loki sighs, staring off into the distance longingly, "Pudding is a beautiful sustenance."

I lick my lips to stop myself from drooling unnattractively, "Yeah," I agree, my voice wobbly.

"Ooh, Loki! A question for you," Zoe exclaims, changing the subject, giving us both a perverted smile, "On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate Rosie here?"
I blush lightly, eyes widening only slightly. Hey, that rhymes!

"What do you mean?" Loki asks, sitting down, looking from Zoe to me.

Zoe sighs, "Okay, look at Rosie," she points to me. Loki nods, his eyes fixing onto me. My skin starts to prickle.

"Done," he says to her expectantly.

"Now, on a scale of one to ten, ten being pretty damn fine and one being bleugh, what do you think when you see her?" She finishes. I raise my eyebrows at her, shuffling my hooves self consciously. I flick my side fringe out of my eyes with a turn of my head, then gulp. What does Loki think of me?

I mean, it's not like I really care, or anything, but...

Loki raises his chin, swallowing hard. "She is an individual, not an object. Therefore I refuse to evaluate her by some petty evaluation on my part," he says cooly, "She is no number."

I squee.

"Yeah, but if you had to choose a number," Zoe presses.

"Look, can we just move on?" Loki looks at her half pleadingly.

"Good idea," I say quickly, before Zoe can say anything.

She groans, "Fine. Next question for Loki is; how were you able to use your magic at the Wonderbolts Race the other day?"

"Good question," I turn to Loki.

"I don't quite know myself," he says, "I'm still trying to figure it out. Odin took away all of my magic before I was banished here, except the ability to turn from Frost Giant to Asgardian. He did cast a spell on me, too... but it's too sappy, you wouldn't be interested."

"Frost Giant?" I echo.

"The, uh... never mind. It's a sore subject," Loki waves it off.

"Okay," Zoe nods, "Last question on this letter, again for Loki, why do you nickname Rosie? Why do you call her Rose?"

Loki shrugs. "I do what I want."

"YASSS!" I point to him, "Your turn to read out the next letter," I say as I pick another scroll out from my bag. I unfurl it, pressing it against the glass for him to read.

He reads it aloud, "It's from Zozo_Rox ."

"COOL USERNAME!" Zoe cheers. Loki ignores her and continues.

"She dares Rosie and I to eat five tubs of... oh gods," he gags, almost throwing up, "Chocolate custard."

I gasp long and loudly, nearly passing out. "Are they trying to kill us?"

"A dare's a dare," Zoe shrugs, materialising five tubs of chocolate custard.

"Wait, it doesn't say five each, right? Meaning we can share the punishment," I state.

"I agree with Rose," Loki says quickly, "That's a better idea."

"Come on out, then," Zoe says, pressing the button that opens the cell doors whilst setting down the five tubs in a line in front of me. I put a hoof on my lips to stop myself from vomiting.

Loki steps cautiously out, trotting hesitantly towards the disgusting food they call custard, then sits down next to me, staring at it like it just did something nasty on an expensive white carpet.

He gulps, lifting one on the end of the line up with a hoof. I do the same, my hoof wobbly. Loki closes his eyes, sighing. "Pretend it's pudding, pretend it's pudding," he repeats to himself under his breath.

"Three," I countdown, holding the tub to my lips, "Two," Loki does the same, breathing heavily.

"One!" Zoe screams, jumping in between us and shoving the tubs into our mouths.

My eyes go big, pupils shrunk. Loki and me cough and splutter in retaliation. Loki gets up and steps back. "I cannot," he says, wiping his mouth.

"Yeah, me, too," I flap my wings, levitating over Zoe so she can't force me to do anything.

"Dare FAILED!" Zoe screeches. My face falls.

"Next question!" I say loudly.

Loki reaches into my right saddlebag, while Zoe reaches into my left. "This is a dare from @transformergirl_121. They dare Rosie to go into Midgard as a human with me," Loki reads aloud.

"Hold on a second," Zoe puts a hoof up with an open scroll in her green magic, "This dare is from @FartingCandorHorse16, she dares you to go to Midgard as a human without Loki for five days. Loki has to stay here without you."

"So let me get this straight," I growl frustratedly, "They want me to go to Midgard with Loki, but then they say don't go with him? MAKE UP YOUR MINDS!" I cry, flailing my hooves around.

"So, you're not gonna do it?" Zoe says to us.

"Too confusing," Loki shakes his head, "If we complete one dare, we can't complete the other."

"Urgh, fine! But that technically counts as two dares, so no more skipping them!" Zoe says, pissed off, "And when do I get a dare?"

"Alright, from now on, we do every dare we get," I say to Zoe, "So, are there any more?" I shove Loki back into his cell, closing the doors.

"Yes, @FartingCandorHorse16 has sent us lots of them. First off, she dares... the Avengers? Uh... I'd better get them here," Zoe mumbles, her horn glowing brighter. Suddenly, there is a big *BOOM* and six humans fall from the ceiling, some landing on their asses, others landing on their feet.

"Whoa, what just happened?" A man with a cool goatee, stubble, brown hair and eyes, wearing a black shirt, socks and jeans with a watch.

"I don't recognise them," I squint at him. Next to him is a very shocked, sciency looking guy, Bruce I think it is. "Well, most of them."

Loki tenses up when he sees a bulky, blonde guy wearing weird armour, wristbands and a red cape, holding a hammer that is so not good for nailing anything. Unless, of course, you wished to slaughter an innocent nail.
"What is this black magic?!" He booms. Wait... I think his name is... Thor?

A pale, red headed woman in a black jumpsuit immediately points her gun at Zoe, who looks like she doesn't give a horse shit. Standing just as alert as red head is back-to-back with is a guy with short hair and sunglasses, holding a bow and arrow and aiming it at me. I put my hooves up in surrender.

Another tall, blonde man stands, dumbfounded with a red, white and blue shield on his arm, in casual jeans, white shirt and a brown leather jacket. "What is that for?" I ask him, pointing at the shield. He just stares at me in surprise.

"Someone tell me just exactly what happened here? Please?" The goatee guy says, looking around, "What're you guys doing here?!"

Zoe pants, still holding the scroll, "Okay, it says she dares you six to turn into ponies..." Her magic seizes them, stopping them from moving. Then, with a flash, one by one, turns them all into ponies. "Congratulations! You're all now Celestia and Luna's personal guards. But they're not allowed to know it's you, and Loki, me and Rosie aren't allowed to tell them."

The newly ponified Avengers stare at Zoe in confusion, their clothes under their hooves on the ground in a heap.

"... What?" The guy who had the bow and arrow half whispers. Now, he's a dark purple pegasus pony with an arrow, bow and quiver as a cutie mark. His weapons are gone, as is red head's.

"Yeah, Celestia sort of banished you guys from here back in... what was it, chapter nine...ish?" I stare up at the ceiling as if it would give me the answers, "So, you've technically been dared to break the law. And we've been dared to commit treason."

"Loki?" The Thor guy half whispers, squinting his blue eyes at Loki. His ponified self is a tall, light orange alicorn with his short beard and semi-long mane. His cutie mark is his hammer with a lighting bolt behind it.

Loki's whole body language, attitude and face changes almost instantly. "Hello, Thor," he chuckles darkly. It sorta scares me. But not really.

"What have you done, brother?" Thor half yells, attempting to step forward. His front hoof wobbles, then fails him and gives way, making him fall to the ground.

"Fail," Zoe snickers to me, then goes over to help him up.

"What just happened?!" The goatee guy exclaims, who now looks like a peach unicorn, complete with his beard and cutie mark of some blue circle.

"We're answering questions and completing dares," I explain, "Somepony dared you guys to become ponies and be Celestia's guards without her knowing."

The red head lady is now a light brown earth pony with ice blue eyes and a shield logo with a bird on it as a cutie mark. The dumbfounded blondie is still standing next to me, except now he's a tall, blue stallion with the same circular shield he was holding before as a cutie mark in front of some sort of flag of some sort that I don't recognise.

"So, you didn't think to ask us if we were okay with it?" Bruce, I think it is, says to us. He is now a light purple unicorn with brown locks and a test tube and a nuclear warning sign behind it as a cutie mark.

"A dare's a dare," Zoe shrugs, ditching Thor, "Now, how about some introductions? I'm Zoe, this is Rosie, my best friend," she points to me. I wave awkwardly. "And this is-"

"Loki," all the Avengers scowl in unison at him. He smiles weakly and steps back a little.

"Hey, hey, why hating?" I do a shrug, flying in front of Loki's cell in his defence.

"He mind controlled me!" The indigo pegasus exclaims.

"He killed eighty people in two days!" The redhead adds.

"He destroyed Stark Towers!" Goatee guy yells.

"Forget about that big ugly tower, he destroyed all of New York!" Dumbfounded blondie finally speaks up.

"He killed his biological father and overthrew mine!" Thor barks. Woof woof.

"I smashed him like a rag doll!" Brucie says proudly.

"I let him do that," Loki quickly adds to me.

"Sure you did, Rock of Ages," Goatee guy mutters.

"Shut up, Goatee Guy!" I point threateningly at him, then slip out a squeaky fart.

"It's Tony, Tony Stark," he corrects me.

"Shut up, Tony Tony Stark!" I reply.

"No, it's-" Tony Tony Stark starts, but Zoe cuts him off.

"Don't engage. This could go on for hours."

"Well, you can call me Captain America," says Dumfounded Blondie.

"LOL!" I guffaw, rolling on the floor laughing, then standing up and being all serious, "Who calls their kids Captain America?"

"Actually-"

Zoe interrupts him, "Don't you try, either. Like I said, it'd go on for hours."

"Well, while Zoe teaches you guys how to walk, Loki and me'll read the next dare," I suggest.

"Why me?" Zoe whines.

"Because you're not important to the plot right now," I reply, grabbing the letter from her and flying back to Loki.

Zoe sighs, then turns to Captain America. "Hey, good lookin'," she grins, "Wanna walk?"

I hold the letter up for Loki to read. "The last dare from @FartingCandorHorse16 is..." He puts a hoof over his mouth, "Oh, no..." he gasps in horror.

"What?" I inquire, leaning forward.

"It's awful..." he whispers.

"Yes?" I lean further forward.

"It's... simply horrible!"

"Yes?"

"Of all the sickly things, this is the. Worst. Possible. THING!"

"SPIT IT OUT, LERKI!" I cry, pressing my forehead against the glass from leaning forward too much.

"This twisted person just dared me to..." Loki continues, sweat dripping down his forehead. "... to..."

Zoe ditches Captain America, teleporting in front of me. "Give me that, this is taking forever!" She snatches the letter from me and reads it out loud. "FartingCandorHorse dares Loki to go a week without pudding."

Loki drops to the ground on his knees, raising his arms to the high heavens. It's quite a sight, since he's a pony.

"NOOOOOOOO!!!" He cries.

He curls up into a ball, rocking back and forth.

I open the cell doors from the control box, trotting inside. "There, there," I say, awkwardly patting him on the head, "It's just a week."

He jumps up, holding my face, his beautiful eyes boreing into my soul. It's kinda terrifying, actually. Still. This is Loki.

My wings go *pomf*. I can't help it, okay!

"Just a week?" He repeats, putting his hooves on my shoulders and shaking me for every syllable, "Just a week? JUST A WEEK!?!?"

I gulp as he holds my face again. "Uh... yeah?" I wince.

"I won't be able to survive a week!" Loki cries, pressing his forehead against mine, his eyes wide. I blush. "I can barely survive three days! How am I to survive a week?"

"Well, you only found out about it a few months ago," I mutter, staring at the ground, my face smooshing.

"I don't know how I stayed alive before then!" He whines, curling up into a ball again and rocking back and forth, eyes derped.

"Hey," I give him an understanding look, lifting his chin up to look at me, "It's okay, Loke... we can go cold turkey together."

Loki gives me a thankful look, his pupils going big. "You would... do that for me?"

I giggle, "Yes."

"If they kiss, I'm gonna puke," Tony Tony Stark blurts out.

Loki and me look up to glare at him. I jump away from Loki, pointing a hoof at the foreign stallion accusingly. "I SAID SHUT UP, TONY TONY STARK!" I yell at him, dashing out of Loki's cell by air, tackling Tony Tony Stark to the ground.

"I'm... I'm gonna do it!" Captain America exclaims with delight to Zoe as he's about to take his first step as a pony with her help.

Suddenly, Zoe notices me and Tony wrestling. Bruce tries to do something, but just ends up falling over. Zoe groans, ditching Captain America whose front hoof, without her help, wobbles outstretched on the ground and gives way, making him smack to the ground.

Zoe on the other hoof seizes both me and Tony with her magic, pulling us apart. "Quit it, you two!" She growls, "Urgh, here," she levitates the last letter in my bag up, shoving the scroll in my face, "Read the last letter," she demands.

"Uh, Zoe," I slightly bow my head at her like, 'bitch, really?', "Remember?"

"Oh, fine," she scoffs, letting us go and reading out the paper, "Last question is from @Bite_Me_Plz. Their first dare is that they want everypony in the room right here and now to say exactly what they think of Loki."

"Son of a bitch," Tony says casually.

"Douchebag," Bow and Arrow pony says loud and proud.

"Puny god," Bruce answers, wobbling up from the ground carefully.

"I would have gone for extremely smart and insanely good looking," Loki stands up, turning his nose up at them.

"Meh," Zoe shrugs, "He's alright."

"Have care of how you speak," Thor says to everyone, "Loki may be a little... extreme at times, but he is of Asgard, and he is my brother."

"Loki's a jerk because of what he did to Clint," the red head mare says, brushing her hoof past the indigo pegasus stallion, whom I'm assuming is Clint.

"His morals are in the wrong place, as is his heart, if he had one," Captain America states, sitting up as best he can. I shoot him a glare. He sighs, "Okay, his morals are in the wrong place, as is his frozen heart. Better?"

I raise a brow at him as if to say, 'keep on talking and I'll bite you'.

Loki's face darkens at all the negative comments. Then everypony turns to me, expecting something from me. I blush a hard pink, opening my mouth with my blue eyes flicking around. "Uh... uh... can we, uh... move on?" I mumble, hiding my face in my mane.

"No more walking out on dares," Zoe says teasingly to me, "You said it yourself."

I bite my lip. "W-well... I think Loki is... uh..." Oh, Celestia help me. What do I say? I don't want to sound like some twelvie playing spin the bottle with teenagers. Which is stupid, by the way. "Uh, Loki's not... not ungood looking..." I murmur, staring at my hooves, "And he's not a total douchebag most of the time... and if he is, he always apologises afterwards..."

Tony cocks his head at me, "Are we talking about the same Loki here?"

Loki 'ehehehe's at me. "Next question?" He grins at Zoe.

"Ah, I see," she winks, looking back at the paper, "Next question is for Rosie."

I rub my arm self consciously, looking up at Zoe. "Yeah?" I ask shyly. Oh, please don't be a relationship question, please no...

"Do you think your wings will ever grow?" She reads.

My face falls, my heart dropping. I would have preferred a relationship question, instead of this.

Tears prickle in my eyes, but I threaten them back. I stare at my smaller-than-pegasus wings, buzzing them softly, then compare them to Clint's, Thor's and Loki's.

I look down at the ground again. "Why would you ask that?" I squeak, nearly crying, "My wings are a really sensitive subject, they're probably the biggest flaw of my body, the kind of topic you wouldn't touch with a fifty foot steel pole! It's been five years since they've gotten any bigger, do you THINK they're going to grow any more?!" I suddenly get angry.

I mean, I dropped out of school because I was getting teased so much because of them! All I ever wanted was to just, for once, be like everypony else! Is that too much to ask? Was that ever too much to ask?

"Rose, it's fine, we don't have to talk about it-" Loki starts, sending me a sad look, but I interrupt him.

"No! I'll answer their Celesti-damned question!" I hiss through clenched teeth, "NO, I DON'T THINK THEY'RE GROWING, GOING TO GROW OR EVER WILL GROW!"

The room suddenly goes silent. Nopony dares to speak, the only sound is me panting heavily, trying to fight tears back.

Zoe slowly approaches me, putting a hoof on my shoulder. I tense up at her touch. She licks her dry lips nervously. "Uh... we can stop playing if you want," she says assuringly.

I close my eyes and sigh. "No," I say after a while, "It's fine. Sorry."

"Alrighty, then!" Zoe perks up almost immediately, "Second last question is for Loki! If you could stay a pony forever, would you?"

Loki taps a hoof on his chin, thinking. "Hm... well, yes and no. I think I would if I could learn how to use magic, but I think Odin's spell would probably keep me from it. If I can't, I'd probably go back to my Asgardian form with hands and such. So... I don't know. If I were faced with the decision, believe I would probably stay in whatever form I was in just to avoid the excruciating pain your body has to go through to become a different species all together."

"Deep, bruh," I gape.

"Oh, would you look at that? The last question is for moi," Zoe smiles, lifting her chin up and placing a hoof confidently on her chest. "Somepony else read it out," she levitates it towards Loki's cell.

He walks towards the glass and reads it. "Zoe; are you more powerful than Celestia?" He looks at her. She gasps scrunchy face. Loki continues reading. "I'm sure you've got more magic that you're not letting on. Come on. Be honest."

Zoe drops the scroll, backing away. "Uh... uhm... uh... NO! It's not like... well, maybe I'm just naturally gifted? Ever thought of that?" she stammers, her eyes darting around suspiciously, "I mean, it's not like I'm taking secret classes getting extra magic with a zebra or anything. That's crazy! I mean, just because I can do more magic than an all powerful alicorn princess doesn't mean I couldn't be an alicorn myself- I mean, I'm not!"

"What's a zebra?" I inquire.

Zoe giggles nervously. "Oh, would you look at that!" She says quickly, "Looks like we are out of questions, looks like we've answered them all, oh well, too bad, so sad! Now I don't have to tell you about me plans to... Yeah." She waves quickly, "Well, I gotta go, I'm terribly late for, uh... for something. Well, see ya!"

With that, she teleports out of the room, disappearing into thin air.

The Avengers stare in shock at the space where Zoe once was, their jaws dropped.

I shrug.

"A dare's a dare."

"What are we supposed to do, now?" Cling asks.

"OMG you guys should totally have a sleepover in my room!" I exclaim.

"That is a terrible idea," Loki groans.

"That is a wondrous idea!" Thor squees excitedly.

"And Lerki is invited, too!" I add.

Loki face palms. "Noooo..."

"YAAAASSS!" I cry with happiness, "Let's go!"

"Yeah, uh, we can't actually walk," Tony states.

"Oh," I chuckle, "Yeah... right."

Maybe I should have thought this through.