Aquata's POV

I stretch, waking up in an unfamiliar bed. Loki's arms wrapped around me in a cool embrace, both our bodies naturally cold. You'd think controlling energy would make you hot, but no, it's a cold dark thing that kept you at an unfair temperature.

I take in my surroundings. The walls are a cream colour, the sheets of the bed matching. Blue accented paintings are up, matching the comforter. A large wooden dresser? I believe that's what they're called, is sitting against a wall. Matching wooden tables on either side of the bed. A big window with sun shining through it is against one wall, I make a mental note to draw the blue curtains before bed. I slowly sit up. There are three doors, one to the hall, another to a bathroom and a third to I think a closet... I don't know.

"Aquata, would you like a tour of the house?" Loki's voice comes. I nod and he gets up, stretching before leading me out. There are other bedrooms for guests, a bathroom too. Also a small room called an 'office.' On the main floor there is a kitchen, a living room and another bathroom without a water spouting hose. The basement has a 'laundry room' and another room with pipes and things and stuff. There's also a room Loki calls the recreational room. Another big black rectangle mounted on the wall.

"Are those for decoration?" I ask, pointing to the rectangle.

Loki chuckles. "No, and I can't show you what they do yet, too overwhelming. I want to show you kitchen things first."

I tilt my head as he leads me back upstairs, lazily I just fly after him, careful not to hit the walls our roof. Getting into the kitchen, I let my feet touch the ground again. "This is a refrigerator, most people just say fridge. It keeps food and drink cool, the top door is where it keeps things frozen."

"Why?" I tilt my head, pulling the sleek shiny grey door open to be overcome with cold air. It's full of bags and containers and things that are all new to me. All of them on white glass shelves.

"Some things go bad if not refrigerated, others just don't taste good." Loki explains as I close the fridge door. That's a funny word. He walks over to a big steely cube with a window on a door. "This is a stove or an oven. When it's on, you can't touch it or you'll burn yourself, okay?"

I nod, opening the door to see a dull rod across the bottom and two little barred shelf like things. I close it and on top are four circles, I point to them in question.

"They are the burners, for food you don't cook inside the oven." Loki explains before leading me to yet another contraption.

"This is a microwave. It heats your food up, okay? But it's not like the oven. It's shorter and it's not as healthy." Loki says. Once again I open the door. Buttons with numbers were on the side and inside was a glass looking plate. Loki leads me to one more contraption machine that he explains is the toaster. It heats up food too and makes it pop up. There's another thing which he calls a kettle, meant for heating water. But that doesn't look very machine like.

"That's all I want to show you now. So, let's eat." He glances at a ticking round thing with numbers. I think that's a clock, to tell time. A big arrow is pointing to the five and a little one to the six. "We're going to take it slow with Midgard food, okay? It's much different from the food on our home planets. More uh, sugary and sweet."

I just nod. Trying to take the whole kitchen in. This is a lot... Though it all seemed like old technology, my planet didn't need much tech, but we were still very advanced in it.

"We're going to have noodles. Just plain to start." Loki says as he fills a big pot with water and then puts it on one of the bigger burners on the stove. I watch curiously. After it starts to bubble, he pours in hard yellow things. They make strange noises as the hit the pot going in. Loki grabs a wooden spoon and starts stirring.

I wait patiently, hunger finally starting to gnaw at my stomach. When he's done, he pours the water out into the sink. Using a different spoon, he scoops noodles onto a plate. The noodles are yellow in colour, they look awfully plain. They had a pinch in the middle, the sides out like wings. Loki puts the plate in front of me and hands me a fork. I proceed to trying the little soft pieces.

"Do you like it?" Loki asks, biting his lip. He looked really good when he did that.

I nod, they had a strange taste, much different from Anodyne food. But, I quite like them. I eat all that's on my plate, Loki smiles, eating his own.

"You know, my friends all really want to meet you." Loki says softly. "So when you're ready to meet them, please tell me."

"Okay." I definitely wasn't ready yet, I want to get used to the house first. Outside the blue sky appears to be getting darker. I tilt my head in confusion. "Where is the blue sky going?"

"At night the sky turns black, like back in Anodyne." Loki explains.

"Oh." I smile.

"We're going to make your bed time eight thirty until you get settled. Sound good?" Loki asks.

I nod. "Yes, sounds good. Can I ask questions first?"

Loki nods, bringing me upstairs. I watch as he pulls his clothes off remaining in what I believe is Midgardian underwear. He lays in bed and I ask questions about Midgard while he answers them all. When I decide I've asked enough and I grow tired again, I curl up beside Loki. Once again, slowly falling asleep.