Author's notes:

I'm using the backstory from the first Hulk movie, "Hulk", which has Bruce abused as a small child by a father named David. I never read the comics, but I'm a fan of the movies. Thank you, everyone, who marked my story in their favorites or asked for updates. If I was a bit better with technology, I would reply to you personally. But I'm a bit like Steve when it comes to new fangled gadgets, so I apology.

Chapter 2

A hour or so later, a beautiful woman with long black hair walked over to Bruce. "Greetings, stranger. You aren't from around here."

"It's that obvious," Bruce teased. "I'm visiting from another planet."

"You don't look like a Midgardian."

Bruce huffed. "And you are an expert on Midgard?"

"No, but I visited once." She pull out her hand. "Sif."

"Bruce."

"Bruce, are you part plant?"

"I never thought about it like that, but yes." Bruce smiled at the pretty woman now sitting beside him on the dew-soaked grass. "I get some of my energy from radiation, which is similar to plants coverting sunlight into sugar through photosynthesis. I also need to eat a lot. I'd be pretty inaction if I relied on adsorbing gamma radiation for all my life activities. That was more than you needed to know."

"How did you end up a plant person?" Sif asked.

"My dad was a mutant, so I'm a mutant." It was more complicated than that, but why bore the poor lady?

"Do you need to sit in the sun all day or can I show you around? I'm sure Thor is too busy meeting with his father to give you the grand tour."

"You know Thor?"

"Thor and I go way back."

"My clothes got ruined when we were crossing the rainbow bridge," Bruce explained. "Thor has half of Asgard working on my new clothes but they still won't be done for another day. Can the tour wait?"

"No, tour," said Sif. "Are you one of Jane's friends?"

"I've met her a few times, but we aren't close. I'm a friend of Thor's, more a comrade-in-arms."

"You don't want to talk about it. Secret spy stuff. I bet you helped bring Loki back to Asgard and you're afraid I'm one of Loki's co-conspirators. Loki's spies are everywhere. Keeping quiet is good." She took his hand. "Nice hands. Big green. Good for absorbing sunlight."

"Do you have to talk so much?"

"Was your mother also a mutant?"

"Not that I know of. She died when I was four. I don't remember much about her. My father killed her. I grew up in foster care and was never adopted. I have a lot of anger issues." Why was he telling this total stranger his life story? Maybe, because she was a total stranger.

"Loki was adopted by our king and queen and he still has anger issues. So, maybe, you were better off in foster care."

"Shhh." Bruce put of finger over his lip. "Loki's spies are everywhere."

Sif laughed.

xxxxx

Later, that day before Sif went off to hunt with her friends, she kissed Bruce's cheek then she said she would take him hunting once he was no longer wearing bed clothes. The sun was setting in the sky when Thor tapped his shoulder.

"Did you eat?" asked Thor.

"I drank water from the pool over there." Bruce pointed to a beautiful pool surrounded by flowers that didn't seen to mind the chill in the air. "I also had a few apples." He then pointed to a tree with golden apples.

"Those golden apples keep us forever young." Thor stand and glared at his friend. "What have you done?"

Bruce folded his arms across his chest. "I'm not leaving, so it's no big deal."

Thor sat down beside Bruce and put an arm around his shoulders. "You said 'a quick trip there and back.'"

"I can't go back. Either I return to my normal self and this becomes a hazy dream or I don't and I'm a stupid rage monster, again. I wasn't lying when I told Steve that my secret is I'm always angry. I'm happy here." Bruce could feel anger welling up inside him. Anger at Thor. "Don't take this from me."

"When you have proper attire to meet a king, I shall arrange an audience with my father. I shall place it in the All-Father's hands."

"Thank you." After all the years of mediation and yoga, it took a lot to rile Bruce up. Then why did he feel like punching Thor out? Holding the blanket around himself, he stood and walked back to his chamber because his anger at being told his fate was in Odin's hands was getting to him and he didn't want to show his anger to his friend Thor.

Back in his room, he punched the wall. The wall got a slight indent but held. A room designed for an ogre. Bruce sat on the bear rug and looked into the dancing flames in the fireplace. He didn't want to be an ogre. He wanted to the calm plant person Sif saw. That indent on the wall said he was truly cured. He could show his anger like a normal person and not have his rage total a city block. He looked at the fire and let his mind smile like his swami had told him to do all those years ago. Sif, a beautiful woman, a goddess, kissed him.