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A frostiron fanfic.
May 15, 2013 7:00
*beep beep* "Ugh… morning already?" Loki stumbled out of his bed. He can't remember how long it has been since he was banned from Asgard. 8 years? 9? Not like he really cares. It's annoying really, stuck in this mortal form, just waiting to die. The most annoying of all is that his brother Thor comes to visit quite often, with his disgusting human partner… what's her name again? Jane, that's right, Jane Foster.
Loki picks the shirt he was wearing yesterday and dresses himself, then me walks downstairs to get some breakfast. "I wonder… are there still people out there knowing who I am…" He starts baking an egg and after he's done with that he sits at the dining table. Guess you can't really call it a dining table; it's full of papers and old magazines. After he's done eating he goes upstairs to put on some actual pants, then he puts on his shoes and leaves the house. He's rather outside than in that damned cage. He starts walking and walking until he sees it, the stark building. The building where he lost, where he lost everything and everyone he had loved. "Tony…"