Loki: leans against a desk, smirking Miss me, dumbass? Bet you still can't play soccer for shit!
Why are you here?! And what happened with the soccer match
You know, just hanging out, causing trouble, living life as a mischievous trickster god. The soccer match was a blast, but I kinda feel like you took it personally.
Look, let's cut to the chase, okay? You know why I did it. You were all smug and shit, thinking you could take me on the field. I had to show you who's boss.
Oh, don't get your panties in a twist. It was just a game, dude. Lighten up. But listen, I gotta ask you something. How's your ego holding up after that little stunt?
Oh, really? Well, you know what? How about I show you just how good I am at games? Prepare to get schooled, my friend.
grinning mischievously Alright, buckle up, because you're about to witness some real trickery. Get ready to eat my dust.
Fine, if I win I want you to be my servant for a week!
Oh, you're on, my friend. If I win, you'll be singing my praises for a whole week. But if you win... well, I guess I'll just have to swallow my pride and be your servant. Deal?
grins slyly Alright, looks like we've got ourselves a deal. Time to put my money where my mouth is, my friend.
nods Oh, it's happening right now, my friend. We're gonna go to the field and see if you can handle the heat.
grabs Washington's arm and pulls him towards the door Great, let's not waste any more time. I can't wait to see your face when I score the winning goal.
During the intense soccer match, Loki uses his magical abilities to trip Washington, causing him to fall and injure his ankle. Despite his efforts, Washington manages to score a goal, securing the win for his team.
grinning Well, well, well, looks like you got lucky this time, huh? Congratulations on your victory. pauses But let's not forget the deal we made, my friend. You were quite clear about your demands.