thecapitol | hella backdated, terezi & loki

Who| Terezi & Loki
What| Loki pokes the bear. Loki gets fridged. Terezi finds him.
Where| District 2.
When| Just before mini-arena. Right after curfew.
Warnings/Notes| Nothing.

The curfew had been driving Loki particularly crazy. Crazy enough that he made the choice to 'poke the bear' so to speak. His uncanny ability to drive Thor crazy and continue to do so led to the very unfortunate situation that he found himself in. On most occasions, he wouldn't have a hard time getting out of this, but the refrigerator wasn't exactly made for someone of his height and size. It meant that his limbs were twisted awkwardly and he was so uncomfortable. He simply couldn't move. At least the cool air inside didn't get to him.

He was pretty sure that there was yogurt, pudding, or something equally gross and sticky stuck in his hair, though. He also couldn't feel his finger tips - his arms having fallen asleep from the time there.

Oh yes, he would have to have a conversation with Thor about this later. There were certainly better places to shove him when it came down to it.

Someone was bound to open the fridge, right? At the very least, his brother would if he didn't see him for some time.

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Unfortunately, it's not until the next morning that anyone comes looking in that particular fridge. It's the morning after curfew had past, and Terezi is poking around for wherever Albert might be. There's no answer from his own room, so she figures he might be in Jet's--or else still sleeping, but it's worth the search. Finding nothing, she sighs and starts to head back to the elevator, before considering the fact that it's morning and she is hungry.

She goes to the fridge, intending on poking around to see who might have left what in there; but when she opens the door...

There is a person. Crammed into the fridge.

She stops, halfway through leaning down to peer at the contents, before straightening back up again. If it looks like she's staring, then she probably is, even if sight is beyond her.

"...What?" she asks, finally putting a voice to her confusion at finding a actual person in the refrigerator. "Are you...mentally disturbed, or something? What are you doing in there?"

Loki is uncomfortable, and he's so grateful when someone opens the door (and doesn't close it right away on him). He looks up at her. He knows right away it's one of the Trolls, even if he hasn't met her yet. There's a moment of dread, at least for a second. "No, I'm not. I got into it with Thor and this was my punishment."

Which was flawlessly executed, of course. Loki smelled of leftovers, mayonnaise, and yogurt. "Don't close it, I've been in here for hours."

He starts to wiggle out of it. His body feels achy.

Terezi snorts, through what sort of emotion is left behind the noise is up to Loki to interpret. She's certainly not going to tell him herself.

"What an icy reception," she muses with a grin. But fortunately, her amusement with the situation doesn't stop her from assisting him by taking his arm and trying to help pull him out. "Do you think he's had some time to cool off? He doesn't seem the type to box his feelings up."

She may or may not be wondering how long she can keep making puns about his situation before he gets annoyed at her.

"Very punny," Loki says. He, naturally, assumes that she is amused...because he knows that he would be if he were to come upon the same situation and it was anyone else.

He wondered if actually responded to the puns, if they would eventually cease. He wiggled a bit more, left leg out. Once it was out, he was able to tug the rest of his body out. "I'm sure there's a joke in Asgard about a Frost Giant that got shoved into a fridge. But the joke is a little cold."

Despite her humor at his expense, Terezi continues to help with tugging him out of the fridge. If she happens to tug too hard, and he ends up on the floor? Well... He'll sort it out, she's sure. It's not like he can complain about her assistance when he would otherwise still be stuck in there.

"But I bet the joke doesn't smell like yogurt." There is no stopping her now. Loki is never going to live this down. "So what did you do? To piss Tall, Blonde, And Loud off so much?"

"The joke doesn't smell like yogurt, but this Frost Giant totally smells yogurt." If she falls, he'll offer his hand to help her up. The least he can do, after all. He's not a totally rude and awful person all of the time. Just sometimes.

"What happened is what sometimes happens when brothers are forced to spend hours together under curfew without being able to take time away to vent." Their ability to spend time apart meant that they wouldn't end up stuffing one another into objects certainly not designed to hold them. "I'm very talented at upsetting him. I'm not about to give my tips and tricks to someone."

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