Spoot: I know I was supposed to stop…
Loki: *Yanks chain* You'll stop when I say. Now write.
Asgardian Courtship
Or
Dried Fruit
Thor's head tilted to the side as he watched Hulk pick his teeth with bone fragment belonging to that of the recent creature he devoured. Odinson didn't even know Hulk could just eat creatures like that. He honestly found it amusing…and disgusting at the same time. Especially after the belching began. Watching that green creature burp up mutilated body parts was…nightmare inducing. Nevertheless, the day was going pretty well. Jolly Green had joined in the fight, as asked. And Loki was keeping him in line…as asked. Everything was working properly and their little war had been won.
Loki appeared above Hulk's head and hugged it's sides then looked down at his green pet. "Nicely done! I'm indeed proud this day!" He pat Hulk's cheek then slid down his arm and rested his feet on the ground. He looked to his brother and jerked his head to fling his hair from his face. "Well, as instructed, I brought the beast and I've kept him subdued and in order. My prize…" He muttered as he held out a hand. The Tesseract was promised to him. Little did he know…
"Ah yes, your blue cube thing. I don't have it." Thor said proudly, adding an ear to ear grin. He was even more pleased when Loki became upset. The only thing to cause his glee to end would be the sudden refusal to fall in line. But…Thor had a backup plan. Sure enough Loki turned to Hulk and snapped his finger. "You want to eat someone? Eat that moron. Have at him! Go for the gold old boy! Rip him limb from…" He trailed off when his nose caught the sent of something…wonderful.
"Go on! That sounds really exciting!" Came the voice of the most beautiful woman in all the cosmos…so Loki thought. He slowly turned and met eyes with Darcy. Jane Foster's assistant. Thor had invited her for one reason. Obedience training. "Well? Rip him limb from limb right? Was that it?" She scrunched up her face as she moved some stray hair from her lip. This had Loki in a small fit of trembles. Anything that woman did made him weak in the head. He was never truly sure why either.
Thor knew what went on. He had encountered the same feeling upon meeting Jane. Her very breath made him sigh in contentment. He loved that woman more than he loved a good brawl. The difference between brothers here, was the understanding, and lack thereof. Thor knew what the love of a woman was. Loki did not. Loki had never loved anyone other than himself.
"You can speak." Darcy chuckled out. She held up her hand, pretending to hold a dog treat. "Come on! Who's a good boy? Speak! Woof! Come on!" Her laugh ended her teasing. Thor even let out a chuckle before interjecting. "You do know he can transform. A giant wolf. It's quite interesting really. He did that all the time when we were boys. I rode on his back." Darcy gave him a weird look as her brow arched. "N'kaay…." She turned back to Loki and smirked. "So? You gunna be a good boy or do I gotta taze ya!" To add insult, she held up the device used to shock whomever she pleased. She was good with it. Loki shook his head violently then held up his hands. "I will behave…" He said in a submissive tone. "Good!" She yipped, putting the taser back in its place.
"Good!" Thor repeated. He put his hands on his hips and looked up. "And good job to you Banner! You're on fire!" With that, Hulk turned a bit, inspecting himself. "Not…not really on fire, friend. I mean, you've done better than expected." Thor elaborated, needing to for him. "Is this normal? I mean is he always this stupid?" Darcy asked. This didn't go over well.
"HULK NOT STUPID!" The beast bellowed. His fist came shooting toward her, causing her to squeak and shield her face. Nothing happened. Everything was still and calm. The only noise was a grunt. She looked to Thor and took note of his expression. Stunned. She gasped and looked toward Hulk and saw what was causing the surprise. Loki had blocked the blow. He was inches from her body, close enough to touch. His arms up, wrapped around a huge green fist, struggling with all his strength to keep that appendage from touching her.
She brushed some of her hair back behind her ear and looked Loki up and down, taking extra time on his back. Something about his back…made her lids droop over her eyes. For the first time, she saw him as someone more than who he was. She saw him as a great protector. And that was a huge turn on for her. Save her life and you will have a sweetie. She watched his arms with lidded eyes. Watched them strain to keep the fist from crushing her. She heard him grunt one more time and her mind cleared out the lust fog.
"Hey hey! Easy Big Guy! I didn't mean it! Chillax!" She barked. Hulk eyed her then lowered his arm, causing Loki to plop forward hard. She gasped and knelt beside him. "Please don't be dead…" She whispered as she rolled him onto his back. She cringed when she noticed his now broken nose. She wasn't sure if he contracted that from the fall or from the struggle. She looked his face over, studying his closed eyes. "Come on Vampire Boy…." She muttered. How did you wake up someone who was out cold? Taze them? No…that would kill him.
Slap them, right? Maybe that was a bad idea, he was a bit broken already and she was pretty strong. " Shit…" She muttered when her mind settled on the conclusion. She shrugged finally and leaned in. "Ah well. You're cute so maybe this won't blow." Her lips touched his as if she were a prince and he were Snow White. His eyes popped open and his brain exploded. Thor reached up and covered Hulk's eyes. Hulk shoved his hand back and the two began to engage in a childish slap fight.
Her lips were like pillows made of cherry flavored candy. Soft and sweet. This had his body dissolving. Liquefying his bones. Why was this happening? Why was he in a state of disrepair? What was this! The kiss broke and she slowly pulled away then opened her eyes. "Dude…you're alive." She said softly, adding a sweet smile. "It worked. Thanks Disney!" Loki wasn't sure who Disney was but he would be sure to find her and thank her personally. He couldn't find any words, mostly because he didn't want to lose the taste on his lips. In fact, he sucked them into his mouth.
Watching him made her giggle. She got to her feet and held out a hand. "Come on, get up. You fell." She said in her usual dry way. Most times her humor missed its mark, but in this case…Loki giggled then shut himself up. He slapped her hand away and scrambled to his feet. From there he pointed a dagger, putting it in her face, inches from her eye. "Whoa. Where were ya hiding that thing….pointy…"
"What spell have you cast sorceress….undo it…now. Or I'll split your skull…."
"Kinky." She said lazily, pushing the dagger away with a finger. She looked up a bit, away from him. "Hey! Yah, your brother is totally weird. Didn't you say he was adopted?" Thor was approaching, laughing as he trotted. Loki turned to him as he put another dagger in her face. She just fearlessly pushed that one away as well. "He means well-brother…stop, stop doing that, where are you even keeping them?"
"What are you talking about, that's not me-oh the dagger thing. Up my sleeves."
"What did you think I was talking about?"
"Never mind. Forget it."
"No! I wanna know!"
"It's incredibly stupid, drop it."
"By Odin's Beard you will tell me!"
Darcy was watching this go on, going from one brother then the other. Her patients wore thin, that or she lost interest, so she broke it up. She pushed herself in between them and held up her hands. "Yah, ok. That's enough! Don't make me call your mommy!" Thor's face contorted into something down trot. "Our mother was killed by a dark elf." He muttered. Loki held up a finger. "Your mother." He corrected as he looked to her. "I thought it was funny." He finished.
"Damn you guys are morbid." She said dully as she crossed her arms. She was speaking over Loki, but the moment his statement hit her ears her cheeks burned a hot pink. "Are you alright Darcy? You look ill. Perhaps…" Thor left it alone as he watched her look to Loki. He let out a 'Harumph' and walked away, remembering that every time his shirt came off Jane's cheeks would burn too. This was just their way. Not his.
"You….thought it was funny?" She muttered, "No one gets me. No one gets my humor. It's like everyone on planet earth eats god damn bran muffins for breakfast." She watched his lip curl upward "More fiber my dear. That way they can defecate beyond the stick so tightly shoved up there ass…." She snorted once he finished his joke and covered her mouth, cracking up behind her hand. The dry wit was even better when he used foul language. He chuckled behind her fits and crossed his arms, watching her. Someone found him funny. T'was a good day indeed.
"Might I offer up a deal?" He asked once she finished her laughing. She eyed him and put her hands on her hips. "You allow me to indulge you further. The deal is this: if you lose interest you are free to go, no questions asked. But…if you find yourself conceding…you must remain with me." Her breath caught in her throat, making it hard to speak even though she was without realizing. "Holy shit are you asking me out on a date?!"
"Beg'pardon?" He choked out, leaning forward a bit. "A date? My dear that is a dry fruit." The opportunity could not be passed up. "Soooo…you're a date." She said dryly. This time it was a shoot and miss. He looked confused. She sighed, thinking to herself that she got her hopes up, until…
"I don't understand. How am I a dry fruit?" She looked to him and tilted her head. "Do you even know what a fruit is?!" She barked. "I'm not stupid, woman. Of course I do. It's a sweet edible…well…fruit! What else would it be?!" A smile grew across her face as she dug in her pocket. She held out her phone once she found a video of a Gay Pride Parade. She pointed at a few men. "Fruit. It's slang. Little harsh, I know. Considering it's 2018…" He watched the men on the tiny screen. The phone didn't confuse him. Bruce let him play on his all the time. It was the action on the screen itself that had him confused. "So…a fruit…is slang…for a man who indulges in…OHH!" He looked up at her with narrow eyes. "WITCH!" He snapped.
She just giggled and put her phone in her back pocket as always. "So, you're a date!" She blurted out. He slapped at her, not realizing he was indeed proving her right. "Dry fruit indeed-Do we have a deal or NOT!" He snapped. She chuckled and nodded. "Fine…deal, what? We gotta shake on it or anything?" He shook his head. "It's not that kind of deal, you're allowed to back out."
"Oh how gracious of you." She mocked, adding a lazy curtsy. He was shaking his head. "Darling, you're doing that all wrong. You don't bow, and it would really help if you were wearing a dress." She was giving him this shit eating look that shut him up. "Dried fruit…." He muttered. She nodded. "Dried fruit." She confirmed, patting him on the shoulder. "You were being facetious…" He muttered. She scrunched up her face. "I would say yes, but I don't know what that word means."
As agreed, they took a stroll around the nicer section of Vannahiem. He showed her the garden and enlightened her on a few genes of flower. The tone of the date changed when she remarked that learning was not suitable for such a thing. He suggested she plot the course and she took that and ran. Her plan was simple. Go back to Midgard and actually go on a normal, human, date.
"Burgers and a movie." She said once they were free from the grasp of the Bifrost and safely on the ground. He looked confused. Mostly because Bruce had failed to teach him about this specific thing. She took note of his mystification and pointed out the McDonald's right across the street. "I would also change into something more…inconspicuous." She instructed. He looked down at himself and touched his chest. He didn't see anything wrong with his choice of garments, but conceded and used his magic to dress in a suit of solid black.
Her brow arched a bit as she crossed her arms. "Better…but…around here, people are gunna think you're some kind of emo kid." Something else to confuse him. So he looked up at her and crossed his arms. "Then what would you suggest!" He snapped, growing impatient. She was becoming high maintenance. She ignored his impatience and pulled out her phone. "I swear if you show me another dry fruit I'll maim you."
"Relax Slim…" She was swiping through whatever was on the screen. When she found what she was looking for she held up the device and showed him. "Think you can pull this off?" He scoffed at her doubt and used his magic to copy the picture on screen. Just as he fully transformed a few girls across the street screamed and rushed him. He backed away and held his hands up. "Away with you!" He barked at the teens.
"It's actually him!" A girl screamed. The other latched onto his arm and held up her phone. "I can't believe I'm taking a selfie with Tom Hiddleston!" She squealed. Loki eyed Darcy in a hateful way, thinking this was her plan all along. He was corrected when he saw the look on her face. She seemed…angry. This was confirmed when she yanked the girls away. "Back off…" She growled, causing Loki to grow weak in the knees. A territorial woman…was a desirable woman….
"He's not Tom Hindleburg, or whatever you call him. He doesn't even look like him!" She grabbed Loki's face up in her hand and squished his cheeks. "I mean look at this face! He's way cuter!"
"Bitch please!" One girl barked, but Darcy shut her up, and truly frightened them both when she…hissed at them and bucked toward them ominously. Again, weak was Loki's knees. She looked to him once the two brats had rushed away. "Little bitches." She growled. She eyed his shirt then adjusted it for him. A woman who groomed her suitor? Weak in the knees…
"Alright…burger. Have you ever had one?" She asked, causing him to finally snap out of his musings. "Wha-no. I don't even know what that is." He muttered. She had a smile on her face, seeming joyful at the fact. He wasn't sure why this had her merry but he went with it. Honestly seeing her smile like that made it all worth the trip. He held out an arm and bowed his head for her. "Alright, lead the way."
This had her about ready to shit sunshine. She squealed and grabbed his arm, jerking him across the street. She stopped only once when a car almost crashed into her. Loki watched as she slammed her hands down on the hood. "I'M WALKEN' HERE!" She bellowed, scaring the driver of the SUV. Loki watched as they stepped across the road, and his eyes widened. In the vehicle…Nick Fury's eye widened as well upon realizing who was in front of him.
The transaction went ignored as Darcy yanked the tall man into the building she had her heart set on. It was loud, crowded and smelled awful, so Loki thought. "Mmmh! Smell that?! They just put some fries in the grease! So they'll be fresh, oooh! And lets order some nuggets, wait! Chicken sandwich! WAIT! Nuggets and a chicken sandwich then put the nuggets….IIINNN the sandwich…and just load it down with barbeque sauce…"
Loki was watching her in a state of disgust. "You would eat a chicken? Put it on a slice of bread you say?!" He looked around in confusion as well while he spoke. "How would you nugget poultry anyway…" She giggled and nudged him. "Do you trust me…" He looked to her and shook his head, then spoke when he saw how disheartened she became. "I trust no one my dear, its my way."
She looked up, catching his eyes in hers. "Well, tough titty, you're gunna learn to trust me." She highlighted this by jabbing him in the chest. Her finger bent a bit more than it should. She purred out something inaudible in her throat then put her full hand on his chest. He looked down and watched her hand rest where it landed. This was a tad confusing but he let it happen. He just figured she wanted to touch him. He could live with that.
A woman at the counter cleared her throat suddenly. Loki noticed and looked to her, causing her to gasp. Darcy was still inspecting her date's physic, too enthralled to notice the cashier. "You wish to know what we want to eat?" Loki asked, and the dumbfounded woman nodded. Loki looked up at the menu screen and read over a few things. Most of it was confusing being that he never even heard of the items.
Finally he settled and looked to the woman behind the counter. "I will partake in a…" He looked back up, now forgetting the strange name. "…Quarter Pounder…" He recited. He eyed another item and continued. "And for the lady. Poultry nuggets…but do add them into a sandwich, she seems to fantasy that." He looked to the woman and narrowed his eyes. "So help me…if her feast is anything less than perfect I will not hesitate to disembowel you."
The woman sucked in her lips and nodded. "A'and…to drink…sir?" She asked hesitantly. Loki took one last look at the screen then returned his eyes to her. "Ale." He barked. She hated to do it, but she corrected him. "I'm…sorry sir, we don't have that. Is Pepsi ok?" He jerked away from his date and turned to truly face this wench. He slammed his hands down on the counter and leaned in closely. "Is Pepsi ok…" He growled. "I dunno. You seem to enjoy your existence, yet I've had enough of it. Is death ok?" Darcy flailed her arms as she came back to the universe they lived in. She grabbed Loki and pulled on him hard. "Negative Ghost Rider! We don't do that here!" He looked to her and growled a bit, but gave in and settled for standing behind her.
They got their food and opted for eating off the grounds at Darcy's request. Walking seemed to be something she detested. Loki took note and reminded himself to argue with her on that later. For now his mind was consumed with the smell from inside the brown decorative bag. She hailed a cab and forced Loki into it, laughing at his protest. Once she entered the vehicle she instructed the driver to escort them to an address of her choosing.
Loki couldn't help but be entertained at how well she ordered these humans around. She had a knack for dominance and conquest. Another thing he found alluring about her. He watched the atmosphere from the window change. Where once great buildings stood, now a small township took precedence. He turned his attention to the lady of the car. She too had her attention set on the world outside. "I love fall." She muttered, causing him to smile.
"The crisp air. A sense of magic filling the world. Indeed, a wonderful time of year." He muttered. She looked to him and smiled as well. "So you guys have fall where you're from?!" To this, Loki nodded. "Indeed. And winter. We also get snow. I do enjoy it." His brow arched as his smirk grew. "Fall holds not only great magic, but great birthing as well." She looked confused, "Great birthing? The hell does that mean? You mean like, great people are born in the fall?" She asked, watching him hold up a finger. He nodded. "Myself included." He informed. "Right on the day your people celebrate a Hallowed Eve."
"Your birthday is on Halloween…." She blinked a few times then shrugged. "Yah, saw that coming. Ok…so you celebrate birthdays. What else?" He looked in thought then shrugged. "Weddings. Conquests. Jutanstein."
"Ok, what? That sounded like a fat guy farting."
"Jutanstein. What? Do not tell me you've never heard of it!" She shook her head at this. "It's a simple feast! Comes around after my birth. Give or take a few weeks. We gather'round and enjoy the company we're given and eat!"
"Thanksgiving." She corrected, but he shook his head. "No, no we never slaughtered many a shaman and shipped the survivors off to shitty real-estate." He corrected, causing her to laugh hard. He had to smile, once more she understood the jest. This was becoming comforting almost. She let out a snort, ending her giggle. She noticed he was looking at her in such an endearing way. It caused her to blush and turn toward the front. She bowed her head a bit and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Why do you do that?" He asked. When she looked to him in confusion, he illuminated, "Tuck your hair behind your ear. A true lady lets her strands flow gracefully." She chuffed a bit and shook her head hard, flinging her hair in all directions. She looked to him from behind a wall of locks. "Is this better?" She barked playfully. It was here the first of what was to be many encounters took place.
He put a tender finger in between the mop and separated her hair a bit. Her face behind the wall was a bright red, almost putting off heat. "Indeed…" He said softly, moving more hair back. "Much better." He concluded, looking into her eyes. Under any normal circumstance this was the part where the budding pair would share a first kiss. However, he was Asgardian and she was Darcy.
"You're blushing Lady Darcy. Have I sickened you…" His tone sly as he leaned in. "To the point of verping." She scoffed, shoving his face away with a hand. The two laughed at their actions then went to looking out the same window. The car had begun to slow to a stop in front of a small cemetery. "He is aware he's dropping us at a sacred ground?" He muttered.
"I told him to. Who doesn't love eating with the dead!" She yelped playfully as she handed over some money. "I do not!" He barked, but she shot him a look so he corrected himself. "But I suppose I could learn to see the hobby of it." She gave a nod, satisfied in dominating him. She was about to say something else but he exited the car. "HEY!" She barked and sat up a bit, turning and watching him vanish behind the cab. "You ass hat! I was…" Her words cut off when her door opened, and there stood Loki, offering her his hand.
She took it hesitantly and allowed him to pull her from the car with poise. It was here he once more brushed tresses from her eyes. After this, he turned and looked to the driver. "Away with you chariot! We will walk from here." The man eyed him then put the car in gear. "Freak." He muttered as he pulled away. Loki shook his head a bit, in confusion, then looked back to Darcy. "Well he was rude." He muttered, averting his eyes to the bag in her hand. It still smelled delicious and his stomach was starting to beg.
She giggled. "Hungry?!" She sang out as she held up the bag. His eyes followed it. She moved it up and down, side to side…and his eyes followed. "Dude, you really are a mutt." She joked, but he ignored her for the bag. As if instructed to, she handed it over. "I'll find us a spot…you can dole out the food. Deal?"
"Deal." Loki muttered, opening the bag and peering inside. She turned and began to walk away. "Don't start without me Fat Boy!" She called over her shoulder. He looked up and jumped a bit. She was already farther away than he would have liked. He closed the bag and quickly caught up with her, not wanting her to get too far…for some reason. She looked to him once he got close enough. "What took you so long?" She asked with a smirk. He shook his head and held up the bag. "This feast is tempting. And…I am indeed hungry."
"Fat." Was all she said. It was meant as a joke but Loki was so wrapped up in his hunger he missed it. He looked down at himself and inspected his build. When he looked up…Darcy was missing. His heart caught in his throat as he looked around at all the graves. When he couldn't spot her, his nerves gave way and he began to breathe heavier than normal. He was about to lose all control when an ear piercing whistle penetrated his brain like an ice pick.
He looked to the left and tilted his head. Every ounce of his being melted into nothing when he spotted her. She was waving him over. When he didn't move right away she put two fingers in her mouth and let out another whistle. "COME ON FAT BOY!" She called. He shook his head hard then trotted her way. "Don't…DO THAT!" He bellowed once he got to her side. She jumped a bit and looked up at him in confusion. "Do what? Whistle?! Jane hates it too. She slapped me once for…"
"No! Not the whistle! The vanishing act!" He barked, causing another jump. She looked him over cautiously. "Wait…were you scared to be alone?" She asked, taking the bag from him before he took a notion to hit her with it. "My dear I have no trouble being alone." He barked, watching her hand instead of looking her in the eye. She was taking his food. "Then what's with the bonkers act!" She barked. He didn't look at her so she held the bag up eye level. Once he looked up, he reached for it. She jerked it away.
"Huh'uh! Why did you freak out?" She stipulated. He watched the bag for a second then looked her in the eye. "I thought I lost you." He said simply. She couldn't help the absurd amount her lids flickered. "Don't think much of it, Woman. I just fear for your safety." The flutter of lashes out of confusion continued. "Are…you for real?!" She barked out. He nodded. "I happen to be bonding with you, woman. Have you not taken notice?" This was so outright it had her in shock. He was down right sincere! No guy she had ever met had ever been so honest. Was this a Loki thing, or an Asgardian thing? Either way she didn't protest.
"I...guess I did?" She said with a tilt of her head. "Come to think of it. Guess I kinda bonded with you too?" She noticed right away the smile that crossed his face. It was a pure one, with no motive behind it other than joy. "You seriously like me?" She asked, deciding to walk down his path of blunt honesty. He nodded then snatched the bag from her. Her eyes rolled and she sat with him by two large Victorian headstones. He took to his task very well considering he had never done it. He held up his food and inspected the wrapper, reading the name on the tag.
He went back to digging in the bag after setting his food to one side. "That one is mine so leave it." He ordered. She watched as he pulled her food from the bag and inspected it. He handed it over once realizing it belonged to her. He was serving her first it seemed. This was confirmed when he refused to even touch his food until he knew she was happy with her meal and eating. She had never met a man like this. No, this wasn't the first time ever meeting Loki. She had seen him a million times before. But this was the first time she truly noticed him.
She shook some weird thoughts from her mind then unwrapped her burger. "Oh hey! Chicken sandwich." She sang out. She squeaked and leaned away as Loki leaned into her. "Lift the breading…there is a surprise in store." He muttered low in his throat. He almost sounded mischievous. She shoved him back and lifted the top bun. "AAAH! Chicken nuggets covered in barbeque?!" She looked up at him with wide eyes. "Loki!? Wha-how?! You…." She swooned a bit, and flushed. "…remembered…" She sighed out wistfully. He nodded and grinned ear to ear. "That servant woman will be happy to know she may live another day."
Darcy was ignoring those threats or…non threats, whatever they were. She was just staring at him in a stupor. The last time she told a guy she wanted some harebrained menu item he told her she was stupid. This guy right here…ordered it for her. A spell had indeed been cast that day. The terms of the deal were working out. Either she rejected him, or she would stay with him. He was winning it seemed.
The date came to a close after a movie neither of them paid any attention too. They had caused trouble in the theater instead and had been ejected half way through the picture. She never had so much fun with a guy. He was just her speed! His crazy matched hers and it was a breath of fresh air. By the time he had walked her home she was in a state of lament.
He stopped in front of her apartment as coached, and looked up. "You dwell here?" He scoffed out, inspecting the run down building. "Oh this won't do." He looked to her, ready to order she find new lodgings, but…went quiet as he observed her. She had her head down, staring at her feet. "Something troubles you Lady Darcy." He attentively spoke. She looked up at him and shook her head a bit. "Oh..nahhh…it's all good in da'hood." She joked, but this time, he saw through it.
"Hoods are not at all well mannered. Not at all. You're troubled." He spoke, this time with more potency. Honesty was the best policy here so she nodded. "Yeah ok I'm troubled. I guess because…" She sighed and shook her head. "Ready for this?" He nodded and inched closer to her without her noticing. "I'm clingy." She huffed out, not wanting to confess that. "I'm tttrroubbled…because I don't want this to end…stupid right…" She looked up at him and jumped a bit when she saw how close he was.
He once more brushed her hair back so he could look into her eyes. "Stupid? No." He said simply. "I have enjoyed my time with you as well. The meal on hollowed ground, the stroll to the playhouse…the rude noises we made during the film show…" He smirked and let out a little chuckle. "And now here we are…you and I." She looked up at him again. She had to remember to stop looking down.
"Our time was spent wisely…and I implore you to have me once more." He said, bowing a bit. She cocked her head and put her hands on her hips. "In English Wonder Boy." She barked in sarcasm. He looked up at her and let a breathy chuckle escape. "English you say? Alright." He took her hand and pulled her in. "Fine. Have it your way. Darcy…the next time I come to call, you will dress how I see fit, and we will do what I ask, as a trade off. Deal?"
She smirked and nudged him. "Deal." She agreed. "Good." He growled then leaned in. Their lips almost touched when the porch light came on. The door opened and Jane presented herself. "Ohhh gross! Did I just interrupt what I think I did? Darcy get away from him, he's smelly!" She barked, making her way down the steps. Darcy pulled away from Loki and covered her face with her hands, allowing Jane to pull her back.
The other woman shot Loki a spiteful look as she escorted her friend away from him. "Go away. We don't want any. Get a job you bum!" She barked, pushing Darcy through the door. "Eeeeww! Just ewww! Stay away from her oh my god!" As Jane insulted the date, Darcy looked back over her shoulder. Her cheeks began to burn a red as she smiled at him. She waved at him on the sly, and he too exchanged the farewell gesture in secret as he smirked.
He bowed a bit and began to verbalize, "Forgive me Lady Jane, I meant no harm or foul intent with Darcy." He looked up with his eyes full of mischief. "This time…." He concluded. "AAUUGH!" Jane, now fed up, removed her slipper and began to beat him with it. He just giggled and blocked his face. Darcy ducked behind the door, peeking at him from her hiding spot. Her smile went overlooked She already found herself picturing the next chance meeting. She even told herself she would leave the taser, Old Rusty, behind. She was sure this was it. And if Jane could have a god, so could she! And that precise god was perfect for her. She became attentive when Loki called to her by name. She watched him block another slipper blow before he called out, "Until we meet again Fair Darcy! I will be dreaming of our next dried fruit!"
The End
Spoot: Please kind sir, no more I beg!
Loki: *Yanks chains* ANOTHER!
