A/N: Thank you for the continued support. Everyone's reviews keep making me smile. I am sorry for the strangeness it must have been to read the Sigyn/Odin romance parts. I was writing them with the twist in my mind not with how disturbing a Sigyn x Odin fanfic must be. Anyway, thanks again. Sorry the chapter's short. There is more coming. I just needed to end the chapter here, it's more of a filler. Sorry for my blabbing. I hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review. :)

The slap resounded in the room, the sting of impact ringing in their ears. This aroused a murmuring sound to arouse in Loki's chest, resembling a chuckle. Sigyn's intended harm had come to no avail except that of amusing the smug demigod. Big, blue eyes sliced into the equally magnificent green ones opposite; the glare also did not achieve the desired effect but rather rendered the opposite. As Sigyn continued to communicate her seething hatred, Loki continued to become more and more amused.

Sigyn could not bear the ridiculing tension anymore, she finally released her frustration in a flurry of angry words. She began what she had planned to be a heated, spiteful rant, "Why would you do this to me, playing with my mind as if it were potter's clay in your hands?"

Before she could continue, his voice interrupted her, "Why would it take you so long to figure out my deceptions and then kiss me, playing with my heart as if it were potter's clay in your hands?" Loki quipped back stunning the girl at the element of truth in his words. She had detected the underlying sadness of his sarcasm, growing up with him had enabled her to do so quite easily. At this painful sorrow, he was trying to conceal, Sigyn was rendered speechless. She knew not how to address this sorrow, she decoded it would be best to brush it off.

She found once again the anger she had been overcome with earlier and continued her linguistic attack on Loki. "Play with your heart? I did no such thing. I was not thinking coherently due to the sheer terror I had experienced at what I thought was a visit from Odin."

"Why in all of the Nine Realms would you be so terrified of Odin?" The voice interrupted yet again.

"Hmmm, why in all of the Nine Realms would I be terrified of a visit from Odin? I am really not sure. Could it perhaps be something to do with the fact that he murdered my parents and banished me to Midgard, of all places, with no valid explanation? If Odin paid me a visit, as I thought he had done today, I would be terrified regardless of which of the Nine Realms it occurred in including the ones we haven't yet discovered."

It was now Loki's turn to be rendered speechless by the others remark but not for long. Yes, he greatly disliked Odin, mainly for lying to him for his entire life but he was never scared of him. Loki began to laugh again causing a scowl to erupt from Sigyn. She could not see what was so amusing to the mischief-maker and why he had to fill the entire room with his lighthearted laughter; this was a serious situation not a laughing matter.

"What is so humorous now, Loki?" Sigyn enquired with an exasperated sigh.

Loki was laughing uncontrollably, gasping for breath before each new wave racked his body, annoying Sigyn even more. He could not reply to the scowling Sigyn for quite some time and when he finally managed to draw some breath he murmured a string of singular, detached words, "Scared ," long intake of breath, "Odin," more laughter, "eyepatch." The last word was hardly decipherable amongst the chortles. Sigyn furrowed her borrow as she tried to comprehend what had been said, when she did however a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She was soon laughing along with Loki, time passing by them but time was something neither lacked.

As the last giggle echoed in the room and fell to silence, Sigyn shyly looked up at Loki from underneath her long lashes, the ghost of a smile still lingering upon her lips. He had grown into manhood since she had seen him last and it suited him rather well. Her speculation of Loki's improvements returned her thoughts to Thor. He would have changed since last they met and at the sight of Loki she found it hard to imagine how the changes within Thor would play out, for the best she silently assured herself. It occurred to her that she would never find out as she was certainly never to see Thor again. That is why she had learnt to free the loyalty she felt to him, surely he had a new betrothed there was certainly no lack of maidens who wished to wed Thor. She had been happy once she had managed to finally let go of her attachment but today's events had rendered her progress useless.

Sigyn pulled herself from her thoughts only to find Loki staring at her. A blush unintentionally crept onto her cheeks from the attention he blatantly displayed but she stopped herself from taking it anywhere, this was the boy she had grown up with: nothing more, nothing less. She knew however that Loki had a purpose for his staring and it was her obligation to amend such implications.

"Loki, do not look at me in that manner. We are but friends, friends that scare the other half to death, but friends none the less. Let us talk of other things, what has happened to you since the Ceremony of Giftings and my banishment." Loki nodded assent yet a glimmer of sadness remained to lie beneath his green gaze.

A/N: Another one, sorry guys. I forgot to mention that the slap was Selective scifi junkie's idea, they said that if they were Sigyn they would slap Loki, or something along those lines, which I thought was a great thing for Sigyn to do. I got consent to use it but I still wanted to make sure I mentioned it in my notes. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review. :)