Thor Odinson was patient.
Very patient.
For almost a full day.
Then he decided—
Revenge.
Thor's Brilliant Plan
In the royal dining hall, Thor stood proudly beside a dish he had personally overseen.
"Special meal," Thor announced. "Extra flavor."
Loki squinted suspiciously.
Alexander tilted his head. "What kind of flavor?"
Thor smiled far too innocently.
"…Spicy."
Loki's grin widened.
The Test Subject
Alexander took the first bite.
Chewed.
Swallowed.
Paused.
"…It's good," he said honestly.
Thor blinked.
"You don't feel it?"
Alexander shook his head. "No?"
Thor frowned.
Then—confident—he took a large bite himself.
Immediately—
"H-HOT—!"
Thor jumped to his feet.
"HOT HOT HOT!"
He ran in a circle, arms flailing.
"WATER! I NEED WATER!"
Loki collapsed against the table, laughing so hard he couldn't breathe.
"You did this to yourself!" he wheezed.
A Calm Solution
Alexander watched Thor panic.
Then sighed softly.
He lifted his hand.
A gentle stream of cool water magic wrapped around Thor's mouth and throat, soothing the heat instantly.
Thor stopped.
Blinking.
"…Oh."
Relief washed over him.
"That helped," he said sincerely.
Alexander nodded. "You're welcome."
The Aftermath
Thor sat back down, face red, dignity gone.
Loki wiped tears from his eyes.
"I can't believe you punished yourself," Loki laughed.
Thor groaned.
"…This is not over."
Alexander smiled faintly.
But deep down—
He already knew.
It absolutely was.
That night, palace servants whispered:
Prince Thor tried revenge.Prince Loki laughed.Prince Alexander saved him.
And Asgard once again echoed with laughter.