Third Person POV:
"What is it you need, Heimdall?" Odin asked, looking to the one person in all the realm of Asgard who was older then him. "Could I have a day off, m'lord?" Heimdall asked, looking sheepish. "What for? Is there a great danger approaching?" Odin asked, a serious look on his face. "Noooo..."
"Then what is it, Heimdall?" Odin asked, growing impatient. "I may have lost a favourite poster of mine," Heimdall said quietly. "What is this poster you speak of?"
"He's looking for his My Little Pony poster, Father," Loki said, appearing from the side of the throne and bowing to Odin. He didn't get to pick on Heimdall very much, so he took the chance while he could. "You mean that little girl show Mia watches?"
Mia - Hey! That was a secret! And it's not a little girl show! It's a proper - Hey, watcha doing? Let me go! I demand to see my father! What are you going to do with that... Mmph, mmph!!!
Author - Sorry, continue.
Third Person - "Maybe..." Heimdall said, his eyes on the floor. "Fine. I'll send Loki to fetch a new one," Odin said. Loki's eyes widened. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!" Heimdall squealed like a child. Loki opened his mouth to protest, but stopped when Odin shot him a cold stare. Walking slowly towards his room, Loki mumbled under his breath, "Why me?"