It wasn’t as though he hated his brother and necessarily wanted to get him into trouble with their father, more that Loki just loved to cause trouble for the golden prince. For as long as he could remember, Thor had always been the favourite. While he was learning and successfully performing complicated spells far above what his lessons taught, Thor being able to swing a sword or bludgeon a dummy always won Odin’s favour. It had started something of a rivalry between the two, and Loki took every opportunity, and then some, to make the favourite prince of Asgard look like a fool.<br/><br/>This led to the younger of the two children waiting outside of the throne room where Odin was meeting with his counsel, waiting for when the prank would commence. It was when the muffled voices behind the thick doors began to raise that left the young trickster giggling as he disappeared, just as the doors swung open and the All-Father bellowed out the name of his eldest son.<br/><br/>Loki knew Thor would be hunting him down soon, but let him come. The oaf always forgave far too easily, and was soon all friendly with him in no time. Perched on one of the chairs in a small nook of the library, Loki propped his feet on the arm, and opened the book in his lap. The countdown was on, maybe this time Thor would break his old record.