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I JUST OWN THE STORY IDEA/PLOT OF THIS FIC!

"speech"

'thought'


After the whole fight on Midgar, Loki sat in his cell that they had put him in until Thor took him HOME to Asgard. He sighed and leaned against the wall, knowing they had video feed of his cell. He grumbled and sulked, mulling over his crappy life. HE put his head in his hands and groaned. "Damn it..." he muttered under his breath, thoroughly hating his life. He glanced up when he heard the door to his cell open and then looked away when Thor walked in. "Come to gloat have you?" he asked bitterly.

Thor blinked at his brother's question and sighed softly. "No Loki. I haven't. I just came to try to understand why you would do all of this." the blond walked in and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest, watching the man he called brother sulk.

Loki glared up at him and crossed his arms. "Why would you care? YOU are the perfect one. The REAL son of the Allfather." he spat out bitterly. "I bet this makes you happy to know I can never have the throne or take it from you." he added, still glaring at the tall blond he had always thought of as a brother... until he had found out otherwise.

The god of thunder blinked in surprise and sighed softly, glancing at the camera, telling Tony to turn off the feed silently before sitting next to his brother in all but blood. "What are you talking about you idiot?" he bopped the trixter god on the head.

Loki huffed and moved away from the blond, standing to lean against the wall. "Shut up. You're the perfect, TRUE son of Odin and the Allmother. Me? I'm just a nobody. A fucking monster." he glared at the blond again and crossed his arms angrily over his chest. "Did you have fun growing up, knowing i was ADOPTED? Knowing I can never take the throne? Where you happy I have never fit in?" he asked, anger, hurt, betrayal, and sadness coated his voice, though his face still showed no emotion at all.

Thor blinked in shock and stared up at the raven haired male he had always had thought of as brother. "Loki... was that the reason for everything? For trying to take over Midgar?" he asked in a quiet voice, feeling angry at his father for this, never telling him and his brother. "was that the reason for all the pranks growing up?" he asked quietly, feeling guilty for everything he bad he had said and done to the man in front of him as they grew up.

Loki laughed bitterly and clutched his stomach as he laughed. "You mean to tell me they never told you?! Oh that's rich!" he snorted in disbelief and shook his head. "Yes. That would be the reason why I grew up the way I did, pranking everyone, trying to fit in and gain Odin's approval, never knowing I'd never have the one thing I had always craved growing up." he sighed softly and sank to the floor, sliding down the wall onto his behind.

The blond Asgardian shook his head softly and sighed. "No Loki. I never knew. I always had thought of you as a brother. Sometimes mo..." Thor stopped talking then and blinked a few times at where his thoughts where headed. 'NO! Bad Thor! Bad brain! He may not be blood related but he is still your brother!' he shouted in his mind, scolding his inner self.

Loki scoffed and shook his head. "Bull shit. You treated me the same as everyone else treated me." he spat angrily and bitterly at the gorgeous... Loki paused his train of thought and growled under his breath. 'Damn it! Thor is NOT GORGEOUS!' he shuddered at his thoughts and scowled, glaring at the blond on his cot.

Thor watched his brother as the man's face expressions changed through things he didn't really understand. The blond sighed and stood. "I just came to tell you that we, meaning you and I, will be going back to Asgar next week. I am sorry Loki... for everything." he stated in a whisper as he went to the door and left.