"What. Are. You. Doing."

I glanced up from bandaging the gash in Loki's side with a start, not having realized his return to this realm. Despite being startled, I recovered quickly.

"Nothing much, just keeping you from dying a slow and painful death of blood poisoning, or blood loss."

My snark kicked in as a reflex to being on edge.

"Do you realize who I am, you-"

"Let me guess, something along the lines of puny mortal? Ya, I know who you are, and at the moment, I couldn't care less, mister. You can't do anything to me, as I am willing to bet you have magic depressors running through your blood, that depending on how much Thor gave you, will be just starting to wear off. I'm inclined to believe that it will still be a while though, as you haven't done anything yet."

Loki stared at me, with an eyebrow lifted in disdain and what seemed to be surprise. Just then, I (accidentally, I swear!) hit a sore spot, and he recoiled with a hiss, not unlike that of a cat.

"And who exactly might you be, since you apparently know all about me?"

I look at him suspiciously, and then reply,

"Lauren, Lauren Foster" I stated.

At that point, I thought he was going to immediately try squishing me, but apparently he wasn't connecting any dots. Gods, I am so happy that idiot Jane hasn't mentioned me to Thor, otherwise, I'm sure Loki would know. Also, I would probably have been introduced personally to the god of thunder himself, as the "Sister of Jane". That's all I ever have been, and I hate it.

I was drawn from my thoughts by a grunt from Loki. He seemed to be trying to get up

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, you lost a lot of blood. I don't care where you are from, that can't be healthy."

"I will be fine, you meddling-"

The rest dissolved into a fit of coughing. I sighed and rolled my eyes, getting up and pushing him back onto the couch. When he protested, I glared at him, and he quieted down quickly.

"I'm going to get some food from the kitchen, is there any 'Midguardian' food you would be willing to allow near your royal personage?"

He seemed to have at least resigned himself to the fact that he was incapable of much at the moment. I honestly thought that if he said anything, it was going to be something weird.

"Would you happen to have pudding? Chocolate, preferably."

I just stared at him, until it seemed like he was getting a bit uncomfortable. I shook my head and hurried to the kitchen. Loki, the would be conquer of the earth wanted... Chocolate pudding. Who would have guessed? At least I have that in no little supply. What can I say, it is a wonderful things for a girl to have on hand! As I quickly brought back two puddings, I found him staring out the window. The thunder had abated, but now if sound like the wind itself was crying. Damn, if I listened, it sounded like it was whispering Loki, and Brother, with the occasional Where are you? mixed in. I stepped on a loose board, and the resulting creak caused Loki's head to whip around and stare at me. His brow was furrowed, as though he heard the wind crying as well. We ate the pudding in relative peace and quiet, the storm being the only silence breaker. Afterwards, I left to the next room, seeing that Loki seemed to be nodding of again. I figured sleep was the best thing right now, and that I would call Jane the Perfect to figure out what to do next in the morning.

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