So this is my first time writing a story, ever, so please be nice! I'm not an English major, I'm not a writer, this is just something I do for fun. This is also a shameless self plug and a way for me to cope with some things that I have in fact gone though, so please be kind

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Loki sat on a bench mulling over everything that had just transpired. Nothing had gone to plan, and now he found himself back on Midgard with no way of ever getting back home. Only it's not home. He had no family, he had no friends, he was an outcast and the sacrificial lamb of Asgard. He bit the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood with the rage that overcame him with the thought. How dare they? Keep such a secret from him. And then, when he goes to make it all right, to prove that he is a worthy son, that he deserves a place beside Odin, he turns away. Everyone turns away. They always do. And now he finds himself here, wherever here may be, trapped in the realm of idiotic mortals until who knows when

"I cannot even understand how humans keep from dying from their own stupidity" He mumbled under his breath, vaguely aware of another sitting next to him. He didn't rightly care if the person heard him, but was surprised when the girl laughed

"Seriously… no common sense, no basic instinct, no ability to fight or protect themselves. We're screwed," She spat bitterly, "I mean, come on here! You walk out, you go wherever the fuck, disappear for the night, then expect me to embrace you with open arms? When you get pissy at me for wanting to go to dinner with my parents? And you don't understand why it's a bad idea to go out and meet random people when I can overpower you. Weakling…" She glared out at the people who walked by before sighing and looking over at the guy next to her. It was surprisingly cool that evening for Orlando, and while she wore an open black trench coat over a deep red t-shirt, jeans and sneakers, the man who she had sat down next to wore a dark gray suit with a gold and green scarf.

"I'm sorry, I'm angry. Name's Siobhan." She offered, leaning her elbows on her knees and looking back out at the crowd. She wasn't even paying attention to anything; she just needed to get out of her apartment for the night. An awkward amount of silence passed between the two of them and she glanced over again, tucking her red hair behind her ear. He was staring at her without a single readable expression on his face and she found herself starting to blush.

"Sorry…"

"Tom" He said matter of factly before looking forward again. She smiled slightly as she looked over him a little more. He had bright green eyes and straight pitch black hair that was about shoulder length. Looks Irish, she thought to herself as she leaned back against the bench and stretched out her shoulder that was starting to ache

"Nice to meet you. So, whatcha do here in grand ol' sucktastic Orlando?"

"Just arrived from out of town" He smirked inwardly though his face remained unchanged at her description of the area. From her tone she clearly didn't like the area. Perhaps she could be of use to him for now

"I'm a teacher. High school"

"You do not care much for Orlando?" He asked as she glanced over at him. His voice hid something. There was power behind each of his words, a power she had felt in dreams but never in reality

"Not really. Too hot, too many tourists. I want to get out of here. Up to the mountains, to Europe. Anywhere but here. Just to get away" She said softly as she stared out at the people walking by. Everyone was so happy to be here, and all she wanted was to get away. They sat in silence for a minute longer before she jumped up and turned to the new man

"I feel like drinks. Would you like to come, Tom?" He looked at her offered hand before taking it as he stood. He kissed the top of her hand lightly as he watched her face turn bright red in a blush

"It would be a pleasure"

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"Another!" Siobhan yelled over the roar of the bar as she pushed her two shot glasses aside. She was going to get drunk tonight and nothing was going to stop her. She looked over at Loki with a crocked grin as the alcohol started to kick in and laughed

"Damn, I didn't eat today. This'll be fun. You don't like it?" She asked, looking at his shot that he had barely sipped at. He pushed it over to her with a smirk as she kicked it back

"Never one for alcohol, and I prefer sweeter drinks"

"Oh! Have you ever had this stuff called honey mead? It's wine made with honey. It's really good!" The bar tender came over with two more shots for Siobhan and she ordered a mead. Loki couldn't hide his shock to her question, amazed that they would still have such a drink. Siobhan spun around on her chair laughing until her eyes settled on two girls coming into the bar

"Fucking damn it! What the fuck?" She cursed as Loki looked around

"What is it?"

"Fucking Clara. God damn it" He looked down at her blankly. "My ex. The one I was ranting about? What, I'm bi"

Siobhan turned around, shot back both of her drinks and slapped down a $20 before stumbling out of her chair. Loki caught her shoulder to keep her from falling before looking back at the bar tender. He shrugged before walking off. Siobhan made a stumbling beeline over to her ex, who was watching her with annoyance and pity

"This the one you ran off with last night?" She growled, looking at the petite girl with bright purple hair

"Siobhan, you're drunk"

"You don't even know her real name!"

"Siobhan. You're drunk. You need to go home"

"What, like you said you would last night?" She cried as Clara cringed. Loki stood to the side with an eyebrow cocked, only his eyes moving between the two of them. Clara looked up and smirked

"Oh hey, look who's talking. This your boy toy for the night?"

"At least I know his name!"

"Oh?"

"Tom"

Clara laughed bitterly. "Tom what?"

"Tom Riddle, at your service" Loki said with a slight bow. Clara looked over at him with doubt as Siobhan cheered in triumph before having to grab a table to keep herself upright

"Tom Riddle? You realize that's made up, right?" Clara snapped at Siobhan. With a flick of his wrist, Loki held a drivers license with his chosen name on it and a dopey grinning picture. They both looked at it, Clara rolling her eyes and Siobhan laughing in victory

"Told you! Told you, told you, told-" She gloated and jumped around before losing her balance and falling. Loki grabbed her arm impossibly fast as they looked at him in surprise

"Come now, you are ill. I shall take her home" He said coolly, wrapping his arm around her waist and leading her towards the door. Clara shook her head before sitting beside her date and pushing them out of her mind for the night

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