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Loki picked up the wine glass, smiling. He raised the glass to Grell before bringing it to his lips. He sipped it at first, tasting it carefully, then smiling he tilited his head back to drink it all in one gulp.

SMAASHH!


The wine glass shattered spraying the Trickster god with glass shards and blood. A golden fork still quivered from it's flight, imbedded in the cupboard.

"There you are Loki..."

A man with auburn hair bowed to Grell, he was dressed in a formal black tail coat with a deep red vest under it. "Do forgive the intrusion, I am Auberon Woods, The butler of the Trancy Estate. But I have come to retrieve that one there before he causes any more troubles."
Loki was scowling. "So your playing as a butler? HA! You really must be out of your mind with boredom, you've gone insane!"

"Exciting...." Auberon was frowning, he held another golden dinner fork at the ready. "If you had let him recover his powers, then he would turn this household upside down."
"No I wouldn't." Loki smiled. "Perhaps inside out, but that's only because I was invited to stay."
The Fairy King moved to go and grab Loki, but the trickster moved quickly behind Grell wrapping his arms around the Demi-god and dancing away out of his grip. "La-lala-de-da~!" He sang as he danced.
Auberon froze, his silver eyes widening, as a fairy creature, he was reluctant to stop dancers. He snarled.

"It's as hard as it needs to be." Loki said with a smile, still dancing about the kitchen.
Auberon frowned, he had to separate the two. but how? Looking quickly around the room he smiled and threw the golden fork at a bag of flour that was on the counter. Loki Laughed at him. "Nice aim! Your weren't even close to the right direction."
But the bag of flour was knocked over, into a basket which was tied to a string. the other end of that string was pulled up and the handle that it was tied to jerked up out of it's peg. The peg went flying and hit a canister of dry goods, knocking it back and sent another canister rolling along the top shelf till it nudged a single spilled dried bean off the edge of the self into a very full open contair of coffee beans , which in turn tilted over the edge of the counter landing with a thud at the shovel end of the fireplace spade, it sprang upwards flipping over, sending it's mate: an iron fire poker flying toward Loki.
The Trickster God was too busy teasing the Fairy King to notice was was going on. He saw the Iron fire poker coming straight for him, He "Eeeped' and let of Grell to doge it.
The fire poker lodged into the space between the cuppbord doors.

Loki smirked "You've got that right." He frowned at the poker and inched around it, careful not to touch it while keeping his eye on Auberon. "I refuse to go into that tiny little box of yours Auberon."
"You can either go in willingly or by force Loki, I have no problems with awakening Odin if you don't."

Loki threw him sefl at Grell, his teeth finding the skin just above the collar of his skirt and biting down hard.
Auberon launched himself at Loki, grabbing the God by the back of his collar and yanking him back, Too late, Loki was smirking up at him drops of dragon's blood on his lips. He licked them in a self satisfied way and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
"Damn it!" The Elf King cursed, his hand now empty. He shot Grell a look, he was a female again.

The Elf king stepped closer to her and tilted her head back not at all interested in Grell's flirting. He looked at the bite mark, it still seeped a little. "Looks like he didn't take too much, thank goodness...."

Now Auberon was blushing. He watched the Queen of Hell depart, then left the kitchen to look for one of the Demon butlers to talk to. If Loki had been staying here then he had to find out just what the bloody trickster was doing all this time.