There was something about this chaos that didn’t bother Natasha. She figured it was something magical in nature - and while she had half a mind to think that it might have been Loki behind it, she doubted that he’d do anything this silly. (So, that brought it to Wanda or Zatanna.) That, and if it had been him, he would have made sure that he wouldn’t have been the target of any of their insults. “Nope,” Natasha said, popping the letter p as she spoke, smirking as the pumpkin laid into him. “They’re not doing any real harm. And they’re entertaining.”
Natasha smirked, looking at the creature that was roasting Loki without remorse, insulting him from his greasy hair to the color of his cloak. “I don’t think he likes you,” she commented, as if she were being so helpful. “You get insulted by vegetables often?” The moment the question was in the air, she answered it herself, internally. He was probably referring to anyone who insulted him with that statement. (Which was funny in its own way. It meant that he got riled up far more often than he wanted to admit.)
“There’s this thing called soap - you might want to try it out - sooner rather than later, bud.”
Hearing that Natasha would not fight with the pumpkin was disappointing, especially since it had taken a shine to insulting him. Loki had assumed the heroes would all be out doing glorious battle with the animated decorations and creatures. But then Natasha was surely too smart for something like that, and would not engage in a futile or worthless battle. The longer the creature prattled on, though, the less worthless the idea of battling it seemed.
"Really. And here I thought it was one of my most ardent admirers," Loki drawled, glaring at the pumpkin as it continued to hop nearby, "Not often, no, but there was a time Thor and I visited a realm with sentient fruits and vegetables. But at least those creatures insulted both of us." This one clearly was not about equal opportunity. When it dared to insult his grooming habits yet again, Loki promptly turned himself into a pumpkin and snapped at the other one, "Oh, why don't you go hop yourself into a pie, you bothersome thing?" The original pumpkin was silent...but only for a moment.
"Hey, that's a neat trick! You better not hop into a pie though, you'll give somebody indigestion with your greasiness."
Heaving a sigh, Loki turned back into himself. "Perhaps a spell to squash all of these things is in order instead..."
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