This is a more sad story than the other two...it does have many others in it though besides Loki and Thor just so you all know :)


"I'll see you tomorrow... I promise."

That's what she said. I'll see you tomorrow. But yet she wasn't here. It wasn't like Aiyla to be late, unless she had a good reason. It was normally only a few minutes though, it had never been five hours. 11:30. Five hours and a half now. One other thing bothered him. Aiyla didn't lie.

A soft sigh escapes his lips and he looks around, hoping to see her. She would come down the sidewalk any time, he thought. She'd come and be carrying her kitten, the only thing in the world she seemed to love. And she'd smile at him. She'd smile at him in her typical style-she would smile halfway, because she said she didn't know how to smile completely.

But she still didn't come.

"What's wrong, Loki?" Thor asks as he looks out at his brother, who'd been sitting on the porch and waiting for Aiyla.

"Nothing," Loki says and shakes his head at Thor. "It's nothing." he says and sighs again softly. "Since when do you care anyway?" He asks as he looks over irritably at Thor, who he never liked anyway. "Can't you leave me alone for one day?" Loki asks with a scowl, trying not to let on like he was actually a little worried that Aiyla hadn't shown up. Loki knew that Aiyla's father was abusive to her, and that did not make him feel any better about her being late.

"Alright," Thor says and shrugs. "Whatever you say, brother."

"I'm not your brother!" Loki yells at him as he goes inside, grumbling to himself as he looks back out to the yard. It had been two hours now. Loki picks up his cell phone and dials her number, trying to reach her for what seemed to be the millionth time. He gets the message again and tries to get her to pick up, though she doesn't-just like the first two times he called.

As Loki goes back inside, he thinks about why she never showed up. Maybe something else came up. Or her father was beating her. Loki thought as he went up the stairs to his room. For some reason it really ticked him off, though he didn't know exactly why. It wasn't like him to actually...care...about people. No matter what situation they were in.

When he reaches his room he flops down on his bed and closes his eyes, thinking he would probably see her at school on Monday.