Soooo... you couldn't go on the mission. New York was under attack and a bunch of aliens were flying around on something that sort of looked like motorcycles? Oh yeah, there was also some mad prince or something? Who happened to be Thors brother? Or, well, apparently he was adopted, but still!? You sighed. Your dad (Tony frickin stark that's who!) would never let you put your foot out of the tower. He and his "team" were out fighting without you. You sighed again. You had no idea how the fight went but from what you could see out the big glass windows, it wasn't going very well... You sighed a third time as you sat down on the couch. Suddenly you heard a loud bang. Someone flew in to the room. He stood up and looked at you. "Who the frick are you?" You said, surprised. "I am Loki, of Asgard and I am burdened with glorious purpose" he answered. Mhm, you thought to yourself. "So you're Loki? Thor's brother?" You said slowly. You saw his eyes get wider and for a moment he actually looked quite angry, but then he seemed to calm down. "So. Who are you?" He said, calmly. "Marianne", you answered. "Marianne Stark." "Oh I see." He said. "That's a beautiful name, Marianne." You looked at him, quite surprised over the sudden comment. Was he trying to flirt with you? Hopefully not..

You to stood still for awhile. (Like c'mon what do you say to a guy from outer space who just flew into your room?) Suddenly he broke the silence. "You're very beautiful honey" he said. You ignored the compliment and instead you just said "what are you doing in my house?" "I know many men who would come to your house just like this, just to talk to you" He said, shamelessly. You ignored his comment again and refrased your question. "What are you doing in this house?!" "Oh I thought this was a beauty show sorry!" You stared at him. Wow, you thought to yourself, what is wrong with him? "Why are you here?" You asked him again . He looked at you up and down and smiled to himself. Suddenly he came forward. "Kneel" he whispered. This was enough for you. You punched him straight in the face and he flew away from you. It was time for you to join in on the fight.