Chapter 2

A/N: Just re-read the first chapter. It wasn't as good as I thought it was when I wrote it, but the story will get better, have hope! Um… if you were wondering, I post new chapters weekly. Well, I post them over the weekend; Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Thanks for following and favoriting and reviewing! I really, really appreciate it!

Recap: Darcy and Jane move to NYC to work for shield. Two weeks after they move in, guess who comes into the story? Thor and his brother, Loki! –warning: sunglasses are required to look at him unless you want your eyes to melt from his hotness- So, Darcy unaware that it's Loki, starts saying bad things about Loki, when Thor says: "Darcy, let me introduce you to my brother…"

***Loki's P.O.V***

What story was told about me?! Stupid Migardians! The most unlikeable critters in all the nine realms! How could this brat be unimpressed? I almost succeeded in destroying her planet, I destroyed her city once before! I fixed my glare on her; she looked afraid and embarrassed instantly.

"Oh… Excuse me while I jump off this building," she gulped.

Happily, I moved out of the way and motioned for the squeamish Migardian to go right ahead, with a smirk. After a second of hesitation, she glared back at me.

"You do not want to get off on the wrong foot with me," she hissed.

"Pray tell why not? What is an insolent Migardian to do if she doesn't like me?" I scoffed.

"I have a Taser," she hissed.

This foul being actually thought that her pathetic Migardian weapons could hurt me! How dare she talk to me like that! What was wrong with this realm? Did these people not have respect?! Based on the two first people I saw, supposedly educated people, I could tell that this planet was pathetic. The insane, pathetic, insolent, girl looked dazed for a second, I almost saw lust in her eyes, but her eyes hardened just as quick as they melted. I practiced my glare at her, she practiced hers on me, and we gazed at one another with total loathing. A couple more seconds and I would have had her terrified, but my idiot brother had to interrupt.

"Brother, behave yourself," Thor warned.

"Yeah, puppy, be good," the annoying Migardian snickered.

What in the nine realms did she just say? Weren't puppies adorable? I heard that Migardians were in love with those lesser species. Why had she just called me that? Was it a Migardian insult? Most likely it was, after letting my glare drop during my confusion, I continued my glare on her.

"Darcy," Jane-Thor's mate who he would not shut up about- warned, "They're guests."

Darcy. The stupid Migardian's name was Darcy. Her brown-eyed glare turned from me to Jane, but she nodded. Jane asked Thor to break down a door so that we could get inside- I just realized that it had been raining. Darcy was the first one in, most likely running in fear. Smiling from my success, I turned to Thor and Jane who were looking at the door where Darcy left through anxiously.

"She's almost as mean as Loki." Thor grumbled.

No, she most certainly was not. She was pathetic! She was ignorant, she was nothing like me!

"Only sometimes… sugar rush," Jane responded.

Of course. No Migardian would actually have the guts to glare at me, Loki. Migardian children often got sugar rushes-or so I read. I followed Jane and Thor chuckling a bit, this Darcy had the mindset of a child.

As I went down the stairs, I recalled that I was following Thor into a Migardian home. I hated Migardians and I hated Thor. Freezing for a second, I thought about what my next move would be. I couldn't leave now, my hands were bound and I had no magic. If I left, I had nowhere to go and no way to threaten Migardians. First, I needed to get my magic back and these hand binders off. If I played good, then I'd have a greater chance of having that happen. However if I stayed I'd need to fix things with Thor and I knew that he was disgusted in me. Who wouldn't be, I was a disgrace… He might have forgiven me if we were real brothers, but we weren't. I wouldn't even ask for forgiveness, I knew that his answer would be no.

"Everything all right, brother?" Thor asked, turning to me-they were at the bottom of the steps.

My face was empty, I was thinking, but I turned my facial expression into a glare and frown. HE needn't tease me by calling me 'brother'. Nodding, I followed them down. If I acted nice and fine now, they would assume something was wrong with me, they'd sniff out my plan; I'd need to gradually act nicer. The door to Jane and Darcy's home was open. We went in, Jane first, then me, and then Thor who slammed the door behind us.

Jane sat us down on a cushioned chair similar to the ones on Asgard, but lower and longer. The cushioned chairs formed a u around a glass table and facing a television on the same wall as the door. I sat on one made for one person, Jane and Thor sat next to each other, one of his huge hands in both of hers. Darcy brought in tea and gave us each one. Frowning, I stared at mines.

"What?" Darcy asked dully- she was sitting across from me.

"You put something in mines," I said.

"I did not," Darcy glared.

"I know you did," I hissed.

"I'll change you brother, if it will make you feel better," Thor offered.

Moodily, nodded so Thor got up and switched us cups. Next, I glared at my hand binders. They were stupid; honestly if I did not have magic what good would restraining my hands be? I'd never win in a fight against my brother without magic; I'd learned that lesson the hard way.

"Brother, could you take off my hand binders so that I may enjoy the tea?" I asked Thor.

Thor seemed to debate this for a second, and then got up. He picked up Jane who giggled and put her where he was sitting. Then, he unlocked my hand binders and sat next to me. I grabbed my cup of tea and took a sip. It was sweet, and surprisingly good, but I would never admit that aloud.

"This is horrible tea. I hate Migard," I groaned.

"Put a sock in it," Darcy glowered.

"I beg your pardon?" I growled.

Where in the nine realms did she want me to put a sock? And why should I clean up after a petty Migardian! It was beneath me to be sitting here!

"Thor, you guys should really learn more about our culture. Wouldn't want to go around sounding like uncultured swines," Darcy said, aiming her last part at me.

"Excuse me? Uncultured-"I started.

"Darcy! What did I tell you?! Play nice," Jane said.

"Sorry," Darcy muttered.

"Are you going to stay the night?" Jane asked Thor.

"Is there room?" Thor asked.

"Darcy and I could share a room… you could share one with your brother," Jane said.

"Or I can get my own room," I demanded.

"Actually, that can be arranged," Darcy said.

Cautiously, I looked at her. Her eyes were on me, however she did not look hostile or like she was planning anything. Though, I knew she was planning something.

"What do you mean, Darcy?" Jane asked.

"You and Thor share your room. I'll get Mr. Sour-mood his room," Darcy said.

"Darcy, he's staying here," Jane said.

"I know, I know, have a little faith," Darcy chuckled.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well, it's the least I could do, us getting off on the wrong foot and all," Darcy said.

Indeed, the Migardian was planning something. Sadly, I did not know her well enough to know what she was planning. Not that I wanted to get to know this piece of Migardian garbage.

"Darcy, if this is one of your pranks-" Jane started.

"It's not!" Darcy said.

Pranks? This Migardian did pranks? Mentally, I noted that I would have to show this girl a thing or two about tricks the hard way.

"Okay, I'm trusting you… if you need anything call for us," Jane told me.

Smiling, she took Thor's hand and began leading him to her room, but she stopped and turned back to Darcy and I-the only ones left in the room.

"You guys aren't hungry are you?" Jane asked.

"Not for Migardian food," I grumbled; I wasn't hungry, but I may as well have made it seem that I hated Migard; which I did.

"Okay," Jane mumbled.

Then, she disappeared behind the door with my brother. Darcy drank from her tea casually, so I took a sip; staring at her. When she noticed my stare, she stared back at me; I would not let my gaze drop, so we glared at each other and drank the tea casually.

"I thought you hated the tea," Darcy said.

"I do," I responded.

"You finished it," Darcy said.

"You act like a child," I announced.

"Of course I do, I'm on a sugar rush. I'm not normally like this, but you know… sugar rush," Darcy explained.

"Why are you talking to me?" I asked her.

"Why are you talking back?" Darcy asked.

That's when I realized she was playing with me. To my complete disgust, I realized that from her perspective this may look like… flirting. Never in my life would I flirt with a Migardian-Never. Appalled, I looked away.

"I guess you want to go to sleep now," Darcy sighed.

No response would I give her. We were quiet and I listened for my brother. It was quiet. My eyes flew to Darcy, and I clasped my hands on my laps ready to heave her away if I had to.

"I'll be right back," Darcy said.

She got up and went to her room; she came back with a blanket and a pillow. Terrified, I watched her approach me with the blankets. She put them on the couch and then left. After staying still for a few minutes, I realized what she had done. Damn, she had made me think her intentions were different as a distraction. Angrily, I grabbed the pillow and hurled it across the room. Damn it, I had been tricked. The prince of Asgard did not sleep on couches. I would be avenged.