Loki: …
Y/N: *raises an eyebrow skeptically* ... Why are you being so quiet?
Loki: *failing to sound convincing* Well… I'm pregnant.
Y/N: *raises eyebrow higher* No, you're not... Whatchu do?
Loki: I may, or may have not… gotten… a kitten…
Y/N: Whuat?!
Loki: *brings out a rather weird looking kitten*
Y/N: *slightly shock, but retrospectively unsurprised* Is… is that a Flerken?!
Loki: *is grinning like an idiot* It's a kitten.
Y/N: *realization hits* Oh my fucking Hel, that is a Flerken! Where'd you find A bloody Flerken?
Loki: *insistent* IT'S A KITTEN ~
Y/N: *useless reasoning* It literally has Tentacles! It’s stomach's basically a Bag of Holding!
*A couple seconds of Silence*
Loki: *starting to grin again* We gonna keep it tho, yeah?
Y/N: *now grinning too* Don’t know, why you even ask. Heck yeah we gonna keep it.
Loki: And we’re gonna name it Hannibal.










