Alright everyone thank you for being interested in my story first of all! SO I write this for a few people on Tumblr who wanted a fanfic about a gif set they had posted, so here it is! Anyway, hope you enjoy! I had a really good time writing it!
"How is he?" Thor asked from behind Heimdall, causing the guardian of worlds to turn his head.
"Safe," he said, his voice deep and rumbling.
"What is doing?" Thor asked looking past the shattered remains of the rainbow bridge into the dark abyss he knew Heimdall could see through to earth.
Heimdall did not immediately answer and Thor glanced over at him. For a moment he thought he could see the shadow of a smile on his lips.
"He dreams of his brother," Heimdall finally said.
Thor felt his lips pull up of their own accord, forming a genuine smile. He breathed in the night air and thought of his little brother somewhere on earth, asleep and safe, knowing nothing of the world he had left behind except in his dreams. And indeed Loki was safe and asleep. He had fallen, but not very far. On the way down a life had been created for him. As he fell through the clouds, his armor had been replaced with a simple t-shirt and jeans, his straight, raven hair had turned into a shock of curly blond hair. His eyes were just about the only thing that remained of Loki. Now, he was Peter. Peter Jones who had a good life reporting the news in Baltimore. He had a steady girl friend named Sadie and a dog named Rufio.
At the moment he was asleep on the couch in front of a blazing fireplace dreaming of a fictional place called Asgard. The place where everyone wore strange armor and talked with an accent. Peter had imagined many great battles. Fighting strange creatures made of ice who, were ten feet tall. He saw his 'father' and brother fighting. Felt such pain when his brother was cast out. It was so foreign to Peter, but so familiar. Then there was the older brother who loved him more than anything. Whenever Peter had this dream, which was just about every night, he saw this man and felt an instant love for him. He felt him missing him and mourning his loss. He could see his friends. Sif who cried for him and the warriors three, who were sad as well. Not his brother though. He didn't shed one tear because he knew his brother was alive and better off. In fact, Peter could see him sliming. He could see him smiling at that very second. As Peter slowly came from sleep to consciousness he spoke to his brother.
"I love you brother."
"As do I Loki."
Peter opened his eyes slowly to stare at the dark ceiling and sighed. Rufio stirred next to him and looked up to meet Peter's eyes. He patted the dog on the head and got a lick on the nose.
"I think I'm going crazy boy," Peter said to Rufio.
The dog laid his head down and went back to sleep, encouraging Peter to do the same.
"You're right boy," Peter said with a smile. "I like that world better than this one anyway."
He easily drifted back to Asgard where he and his brother went on scary and exciting adventures. The only thing he knew for sure was that his dream world was more real to him than his life on earth had ever been. Thor knew it as well.
"Will he ever remember?" he asked.
"No," Heimdall answered. "But he will never forget."
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