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"WHAT?!" Loki, God of Mischief exclaimed, with a bitter taste in his mouth. He slumped on the brown couch, wearing simple midgardian clothing, a black sweater and khaki well fit pants.

"I suggest you calm yourself, brother, before I continue." Thor replied, just standing across from the irritated raven haired god.

"... I'm calm, now, EXPLAIN." Loki said through gritted teeth.

"You've been sent here as a course of retreat for your actions, father and mother are greatly concerned with what happened in the past. Father, just contacted me this morning to deliver news that cousin Daisha will be living with us from now on. She is to guide you in midgardian life style, our parents think it is most helpful if someone you know well aids you." Thor explained in a calm manner.

"What I'm baffled about is NOT because they sent a babysitter, but because THEY had to SEND HER." Loki stood up and ran his hands through his locks.

"I am well aware of your reason for panic but we cannot do anything about it." The god of thunder placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. Which Loki easily swatted off and sat back down again.

"If I remember well, it was back in Asgard.. We just finished our training along with Sif and the others. You caught Fandral forcing kisses on to our cousin and you beat him to a pulp. Nobody could cease your rampage, so father thought to detain you in a cell." Thor started to reminisce.

"You were the only one who came to visit." Loki scoffed, intertwining his fingers.

"You like her, do you not brother?" Thor asked the imprisoned Loki.

".. Would it be a crime, if I did?" Loki diverted his gaze to the white cell floor.

"I am not saying it is wrong." Thor smiled.

Loki was reluctant at first but smiled at him in return.

Hours passed and the time for visitation is almost over, Thor stood up from his seat and said "Worry not Loki, for your secret is safe with me."

"But I do not want it to be a secret.." Loki sighed in response.

"May I suggest you make peace with Fandral first?"

Loki's face turned serious "No. Absolutely not. What I have done to him does not even amount to half of what he truly deserves."

"You are speaking ill of our childhood friend, brother."

"He was never a friend to me, brother. Not since-" Loki stopped for a minute and produced a fake smile and continued "I have said too much."

Thor gave him one last look and walked away.

"When will she arrive?.." Loki asked, hiding a tone of excitement.

"15:00 of Midgardian time." Thor replied.

Loki looked at the wall clock to find less than a minute left until her arrival, his eyes widened, his hands went clammy. He nervously gulped, all he could do was cooperate.
Living in a seemingly big apartment unit with brown wallpaper and wooden floors with his brother and his brother's girlfriend is not what he imagined himself to be in. What's worse was this was part of his punishment.

Then suddenly, a loud thud came from the balcony. It was her, Loki gulped in anticipation. He along with Thor stood up and neared the door that opens to the balcony.

And there she was, Daisha, Goddess of Weaponry. Her brunette locks that stops just on her shoulder blades, her ivory, smooth skin that covers her whole body, her soft, supple lips that can be compared to a soft flower petal. She wore a tight fitting black leather body suit, her hair in a braid and she was fully equipped with a belt and a pouch. Back in Asgard, she was the sight of men and it didn't differ from Midgard as well.

She smiled at both of them and opened the door to greet the two gods.