Prisoners

Loki was truly there, lounging about and extolling a few interested listeners with what seemed like a tale of how he'd landed on the planet, "There was a wormhole in space and time beneath me. At that moment, I let go…"

"Loki?" Thor called, almost stunned that his brother was actually there. Athena was shocked as well, but more so that, of all the wormholes Loki fell through, he'd gone through the same ones as them to end up there, "Loki! Over here!"

Loki glanced out at the sound of his name being called and blanched at the sight of Thor and Athena, before he smirked, realizing they were quite literally tied up. He politely excused himself from those he was speaking to and rose, making his way over to them.

"Loki," Athena hissed, glancing at the Grandmaster who seemed still distracted with his music, "What are you…"

"Shhhh," Loki quieted them, taking them in. It was clear, despite how they were holding up that they'd been through quite a journey for as beaten up as they looked and how dirty their clothing, "So you're alive then," he muttered, not having known where they'd gone after he'd been thrown out of the Bifrost, not knowing if they'd made it to Asgard. Though, given their state, he'd assumed they'd been cast out of the bridge as well.

"Yes, of course we're alive," Thor glared at him, noting an almost disappointed note in Loki's voice.

"What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean, what are we doing?"

"We were cast out of the Bifrost," Athena told him, "Moments after you were, and now we're here."

"Stuck in these stupid chairs," Thor grumbled, "Where's your chair?"

"I didn't get a chair," he stated.

"Then get us out of these."

"I can't."

"Of course you can't," Athena rolled her eyes at the same time that Thor demanded, "What?!"

Loki's glance darted to the Grandmaster for a moment and back to them, "I've made friends with this man. He's called the Grandmaster."

"Oh, he's crazy!"

Loki nodded, not disagreeing with his brother's words, "I've gained his favor. The Bifrost brought me out here weeks ago."

Athena frowned at that, "Weeks ago?"

"We JUST got here," Thor added, equally as startled to learn that.

"What are you whispering about?" a voice spoke, causing all of them to jump, even Athena who hadn't heard the Grandmaster approach as it seemed like he suddenly appeared beside them. The man smiled at that, pleased with the reaction, "Time works real different around these parts…"

Athena's frown increased at that, thinking back to how similar his sudden appearance was to that Dr. Strange man they'd encountered. He had been able to randomly appear as well, gone one instant, there another, moving them about with him. Perhaps that man had some sort of control over time as well…

"On any other world, I'd be like millions of years old," the Grandmaster continued, "But here on Sakaar..." he held out his arms and grinned down at himself, before smirking at Loki, "In any case, you know this..." and then turned back to Thor and Athena, "You call yourself Lord of Thunder?"

"GOD of Thunder," Thor corrected even as Athena let out a deep sigh at that, at how he was boasting his power and not making it easy to create an underestimation of himself, "Tell him!" he insisted to Loki.

Loki shook his head, "I've never met this man in my life."

Athena snorted at that even as Thor ground out a, "He's my brother."

"Adopted," Loki corrected.

The Grandmaster looked at them and back to Loki, seeing his knowledge of the two people before him, "Is he any kind of a fighter?" Loki shrugged and wiggled his hand in a so-so manner, "And the other one? The not-him one? What was it, Tina?"

Loki laughed at the name, especially when Athena glared at him, "A hair better than him."

"Hey!" Thor shouted at that, he was an admirable fighter, but even he could admit Athena had bested him more than once with her skills in battle. It was to be expected though, he was the god of thunder while Athena was literally a goddess of battle, she had been born to fight, her domain was war where as his was the sky. He had had to learn and train to be what he was, it came naturally to her. He growled at Loki's smug look and turned to the Grandmaster, "You take these things out of our necks and we'll show you!"

The Grandmaster seemed amused by that, "Now listen to that. He's threatening me. Hey, Sparkles, here's the deal. If you wanna get back to Ass-place, Assberg..."

"Asgard," Athena corrected, it had become her home after a time and she would not have anyone, let alone this insane Grandmaster, insult it.

But the man ignored her, "Any contender who defeats my champion, their freedom they shall win."

"Fine," Thor huffed, "Then point us in the direction of whoever's ass we have to kick."

"Oh, no, no, no, my friend," the Grandmaster laughed, "One contender at a time."

"Then your champion must not be as skilled as you proclaim him to be," Athena remarked quickly, seeing Thor about to rage against the idea of them being separated or facing this champion alone. Not that she doubted either of them could handle it alone, but if this champion did prove to be some great beast, if it was a true danger, they would rather have each other's backs.

"My champion is undefeated."

"Then why not offer a spectacle," Athena suggested, "Prove his might, let him face two at once," the Grandmaster seemed to consider that, "I suppose you would rather his defeat be the result of just one person then, instead of being outnumbered…"

Thor began to grin at that, at how Athena was manipulating the Grandmaster himself by boxing him into a corner. If he refused, then it was an admission that his champion wasn't as powerful as he was claiming. But if he agreed, and the champion lost, he could still keep his Champion as the winner in the eyes of the people by claiming two against one was an odd no one could beat.

"Beautiful and bloodthirsty," the Grandmaster smiled at her, "Now that's what I call a contender!"

"Then we both shall duel?" Thor asked, just to be certain.

"Oh yes, my Champion could do with a little more challenge than the riffraff he's been facing lately," the Grandmaster agreed, "Direction would be this way, Lord."

The man made a mocking bow as guards arrived to haul Thor and Athena up, dragging them away.

~8~

Thor and Athena stumbled slightly as they were shoved into a cell of sorts, spacious though it was, where other alien prisoners were lurking nearer the back. The thick door to the cell slammed shut behind them and Thor immediately threw himself at it, trying to break through but it wouldn't budge.

"Thor," Athena stepped over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder as he nearly began to try and punch his way through it, "We will find a way out of this and back to Asgard," she promised, "We will defeat whatever champion the Grandmaster throws at us and be free to leave, but we cannot risk injuring ourselves before it."

Thor sighed and let Athena take his hand, guiding him away from the door, though they slowed in their steps when one of the aliens approached them. It appeared to be a tall creature, made entirely of rocks, looking much more like a true gladiator and warrior with its hulking frame and garb.

Though its voice was quite high pitched and gentle as it greeted them, "Hey! Hello!" they stared at him, more startled by the voice coming out of the looming rock-man than anything else, though the rock thing seemed to misinterpret their silence as it laughed, "Yeah I'm actually a thing, I'm a being. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Korg. I'm kind of like the leader in here. I'm made of rocks, as you can see, but don't let that intimidate you. You don't need to be afraid unless you're made of scissors," Korg then let out a few giggles, not hearty laughs, but genuine giggles, "Just a little rock-paper-scissor joke for you. This is my very good friend over here, Miek," he gestured to what appeared to be a slug-like alien squished inside a metallic exoskeleton, "He's an insect and has knives for hands."

Miek appeared to try and greet them by making an odd karate style move with his knife-hands.

"Hello?" Athena offered, not sure what else to say.

Thor observed Korg a moment longer, "You're a Kronan, aren't you?"

Korg seemed elated that Thor knew what he was, "That I am."

"How did you end up here?" Athena asked, not needing to know exactly what a Kronan was to know it wasn't native to this land.

"Well, I tried to start a revolution but didn't print enough pamphlets, so hardly anyone turned up," he sighed, "Except for my mom and her boyfriend, who I hate. As punishment, I was forced to be in here and become a gladiator. Bit of a promotional disaster," he leaned in to whisper, albeit loudly, to them, "But I'm actually organizing another revolution. I don't know if you'd be interested in something like that. Do you reckon you'd be interested?"

Athena gave him a soft smile, "Interested in taking down that megalomaniac? Very much so, and I'm sure Thor agrees…" she looked over at the man in question as he jogged along the wall of the room, likely scouting out where they were, "We might just have to settle a hostile takeover first before we can really help. Our home is in danger, you understand."

"Say no more," Korg held up his hands, nodding in understanding, "I'll put placeholders down for you."

Athena looked over as Thor ran up behind her, seeming completely confused to see them again, "Thor?"

"How did you..." Thor began, pointing at them and looking behind himself, he could have sworn that he'd run past them but, before he knew it, he was back behind them in almost an instant.

"Yeah," Korg sighed, "No. This whole thing is a circle. But not a real circle, more like a freaky circle."

"This doesn't make any sense."

"No, nothing makes sense here. The only thing that does make sense, is that nothing makes sense."

Athena eyed him, "I feel like my brother would love talking to you," she remarked, thinking of Apollo. He had a gift for visions and many of the people who used to follow him ended up speaking in riddles, much like Korg just had, as they were unable to interpret the visions they saw for their true meaning. And Korg seemed a gentle soul despite having to fight in the arena.

"Why, thank you."

Thor shook his head, "Has anyone here fought the Grandmaster's Champion?" he glanced over at the other aliens.

"Doug has," Korg said after a moment of thought, and turning to call out for the man in question, "Doug!" but then he stopped and nodded to himself as he turned back to them, "Oh, right, Doug's dead. That's right. Everyone who fights the Grandmaster's Champion perishes."

Athena didn't seem fazed by that or alarmed, she couldn't begin to count the number of times she'd heard that about some hero a member of her family vouched for, there was always someone out there who could best them. Usually it ended up being her or her brother, Ares, to do it.

"What about you?" Thor eyed Korg, "You're made of rocks!"

"Perishable rocks," Korg corrected just as a small pebble fell off his body, "There you go. Another one gone. Yeah, no, I just do the smaller fights, warm up the crowd and whatnot. Wait. You're not gonna face him, are you?"

"Yes, we are," Athena nodded.

"Fight him, win, and get the hell out of this place," Thor agreed.

Korg stared at them, "That's exactly what Doug used to say. See you later, new Dougs," he called, turning to walk over to Miek.

Thor and Athena looked at each other a moment, serious, before they began to smile, knowing there wasn't any challenge they couldn't face, they couldn't beat, together.

~8~

Thor and Athena sat against a wall in the cell late that night, the other aliens far in the back, all asleep. Athena was leaning against Thor, her arms wrapped around his one arm, her chin resting on his shoulder as he held one of her hands. His other hand was draped across his stomach, resting lightly on her arm, his thumb idly stroking a line on her skin, taking comfort in her nearness as he mourned for his father and mother.

"Odin," he spoke quietly under his breath, praying, Athena silent as she honored his customs, "Frigga," his voice cracked at the mention of his mother, "I bid you take your place in the halls of Valhalla..." he inhaled deeply, his voice breaking more, "Where the brave shall live forever. Nor shall we mourn but rejoice…"

"…for those that have died the glorious death," another voice spoke with him.

They looked up to see Loki standing before them, earning a glare from Thor.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Loki asked quietly, for once not sounding like he was trying to bait Thor but revealing a shared pain, a familiar pain, "Being lied to. Being told you're one thing and then learning it's all a fiction."

Loki looked down as Athena tossed a pebble through him, revealing him to be nothing but an illusion, not truly there. He nodded to himself and looked back up.

"You didn't think I'd really come here, did you?" he grimaced as he looked around, "This place is disgusting," he returned his glance to Thor, the man still silently glaring, "Does this mean you don't want my help?"

"I have Athena," Thor finally spoke, though the few words spoke volumes.

He had Athena, someone as wise and clever as Loki, if not more, someone strong, someone skilled in battle…and someone who had been there for him through many trials and tribulations. Someone loyal to him, who would never betray him, someone that had his back through it all. He had lost so much so quickly, his home, his parents, his hammer, he'd thought his brother lost to him, but never had he lost Athena. Once, he'd come near such a fate, but he'd gotten her back, never again. As long as he had her beside him, he knew he could do anything.

He didn't need Loki or his help.

Loki's lips pursed, seeming to understand all that Thor hadn't said, "Look, I couldn't jeopardize my position with Grandmaster, it took me time to win his trust. He's a lunatic, but he can be amenable," he sighed, "What I'm telling you is, you could join me at the Grandmaster's side. Perhaps, in time, an accident befalls the Grandmaster, and then..." he gestured to them and himself with a grin that clearly meant they would take over.

"Counteroffer," Athena called, "You stay here, you rule this wasteland, and Thor returns to Asgard and rules his kingdom."

Thor squeezed her hand, still holding it tightly, he didn't have to add out loud what they were all thinking. If he stepped up to rule Asgard, Athena would be at his side, as his queen, THEY would be ruling Asgard, not and never Loki.

Loki eyed them at that, hearing something else in her words, "You're not seriously thinking of going back, are you? Our sister destroyed your hammer like a piece of glass," he looked to Thor for that, "She's stronger than all of us. You don't stand a chance. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?"

"And this is why you would never make a good king," Athena stated, ignoring his questions, "You would rather turn and run than stand and fight for your people, regardless of the odds."

"You'll both die if you face her."

"So be it," Thor decreed.

Loki scoffed, seeing that they couldn't be reasoned with, they wouldn't give in to his plans, "Fine. I guess I'll just have to go it alone. Like I've always done…" he paused when Thor actually started to smirk, "Have something to say?"

"What would you like me to say?" Thor countered, "You faked your own death, you stole the throne, stripped Odin and Frigga of their power, stranded them on Earth...to die, releasing the Goddess of Death. Have I said enough, or do you do you want me to go further back than the past two days?"

Athena looked at Loki with a hard expression, nowhere near as cold as Thor's, but she could see that Thor's words had affected him. Loki's eyes were shining and he truly looked like he was trying to keep himself composed. Had it just been Odin, she was sure Loki would have been able to hide his reaction better, but it was Frigga too. All that he'd done to set Odin on his path to his end had dragged Frigga along with it. Frigga had died too as the result of Loki's actions in sending Odin away. Of the two, Frigga would be the one to earn this reaction from him.

"You know, I haven't seen this Beloved Champion he talks of," Loki remarked, "But I've heard he's astonishingly savage. I've placed a large wager against you tomorrow," he looked between the two of them, an almost smirk on his face, "Don't let me down."

Thor rolled his eyes as Loki's presence shimmered away, vanishing…right as Korg launched himself at the area, trying to attack him with a fierce kick, but was too late, "Piss off, ghost!" Korg shouted, pausing when he noticed Loki wasn't there any longer, "He's freaking gone."

Thor let out a short laugh, "Thank you, my friend."

Athena shook her head and rested it back on Thor's shoulder, "Get some rest," she murmured to him, "We have a champion to defeat tomorrow."

~8~

Thor and Athena followed Korg and a small crowd of other prisoners as he lead them towards another cell, a sort of holding cell for the fighters just attached to the arena they'd be fighting in. There was a weapons rack Korg was showing them, allowing them to examine what they might want to take into the arena with them.

"Yuck!" Korg grimaced, looking at what appeared to be a condensed trident, "There's still someone's hair and blood all over this. Guys, can you clean up the weapons once you finish your fight?!" he called to the other fighters, muttering, "Disgusting slobs," after, before he eyed the weapon again and held it out to Thor, "Thor...wanna use a big wooden fork?"

"No," Thor answered simply, glancing at the weapons lined up, Athena moving up and down them herself.

Korg considered the weapon again, "Yeah, not really useful unless you're fighting off three vampires that were huddled together."

"Oh thank Zeus," Athena hurried over to something at the end of the rack, catching a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye. Thor followed and smiled, seeing that her sword and shield were there, apparently having been tossed into a pile of other weapons when it had been seized by the Grandmaster earlier. She hugged them to her chest before looking them over for damage.

Thor shook his head lightly as he saw her weapons returned, though a twinge of sorrow struck him at the sight of her sword, "I really wish I had my hammer," he murmured.

"Hammer?" Korg asked as he walked over to them, jerking back a bit as Athena swung her sword, testing it.

"Quite unique," Thor nodded, "It was made from this special metal from the heart of a dying star. And when I spun it really, really fast it gave me the ability to fly."

"You rode a hammer?"

"No, I didn't ride the hammer."

"The hammer rode you on your back?"

"No. I used to spin it really fast, and it would pull me off the..."

"Oh my God," Korg cut in, disgusted, "The hammer pulled you off?"

"The ground," Thor emphasized, "It would pull me off the ground, up into the air, and I would fly. Every time I threw it, it would always come back to me."

Korg looked at him a moment, "Sounds like you had a pretty special and intimate relationship with this hammer and that losing it was almost comparable to losing a loved one."

"That's a nice way of putting it," Thor remarked.

"Thor," Athena called a moment later, drawing his attention as she nodded to a series of shimmering lights at the end of the cell, like a netting, a barrier, to keep them in, but through which they could see Scrapper 142 sitting at a bar.

They slowly approached, able to hear the noise and chatter of the other patrons the nearer they got. Soon enough they could hear 142 arguing with someone, "I said they're mine."

"See her?" Thor asked Korg, the Kronan following, nodding towards 142, "The one that put us in here."

"Yeah, Scrapper 142. She's strong. And she drinks a lot," he sighed, "Gotta watch out for those Asgardians, man. They are hard to perish."

Athena and Thor both turned to him for that, "Asgardian?"

Korg shrugged and turned back, hearing a commotion and going to break up a small fight, leaving them to observe 142 as she began to leave.

"That explains how she knew you were a 'your majesty,'" Athena remarked. Whether or not the woman had ever met Thor, for he didn't seem to recognize her, he had repeatedly called himself Odinson, a clear indication of who his father was, the King. She should have guessed the woman was Asgardian from that. Not many in the other realms would instantly think to call Thor 'your majesty' just because Odin was a king unless said person WAS of Asgard and Odin was their king.

"Hey!" Thor called out, "Hey!" 142 rolled her eyes and turned to them, holding up the control device for the discs on their necks. He held up his hands quickly, "Do not zap us with that thing."

"We just need to talk to you," Athena added, "Asgard is in danger."

142 lowered her arm slowly, a flash of something drawing Thor's attention to a series of small scars, a brand, on her forearm, Asgardian in nature and familiar to him, "My God, you're a Valkyrie. I used to wanna be a Valkyrie when I was younger...until I found out that you were all women," he seemed to realize what he'd said and quickly looked between Athena and the Valkyrie for that remark, "There's nothing wrong with women, of course. I love women. Well, woman. One woman," he nodded at Athena, "This woman. Sometimes a little too much. Not in a creepy way," he added to Athena as she just looked at him, amused, "In a very meaningful way," he promised, "And with a respectful appreciation."

Athena took pity on him and reached out to pat his arm, "I love you, too."

"I think it's great that there is an elite force of women warriors," he added, "It's about time."

The Valkyrie, however, didn't look as amused as Athena, "Are you done?"

"Oi!" a voice called behind them, "Lord of Thunder, Tina, you're up."

Athena rolled her eyes at that, first Earth, now Sakaar, who would call her Tina next? And how many people would she need to take down with her sword before they stopped doing that?

Thor put a hand to the small of her back in support, noting her irritation, but looked back to the Valkyrie, "Please, help us. We need your help."

"Bye," was all the Valkyrie said before she turned to go.

"Fine, then you must be a traitor or a coward because the Valkyrie are sworn to protect the throne."

That seemed to do it as the woman spun on her heel to stride up to him, glaring, "Listen closely, your majesty. This is Sakaar, not Asgard. And I'm a scrapper, not a Valkyrie," she watched, unmoved, as guards swarmed upon the two prisoners and dragged them back, "And no one escapes this place. So you're gonna die anyway."

Athena shook her head, hearing something more in her words, a sorrow and even a guilt if she had to guess. What Thor said had clearly struck a nerve to the woman, but they didn't have time to say anything else as they were pulled away.

"Take him in for processing," a guard, the warden, called.

Thor struggled more as he was hauled away from Athena, the woman shouting at the Warden, asking where he was being taken, what this processing was, but she was held back. He shook his head when he caught her eye, telling her not to do anything rash, like he would. Wherever he was going, whatever was about to happen, it wasn't the Champion, he was being pulled in the opposite direction of the arena. This was something else, and he was sure he could handle it. He didn't want her to be harmed, for that disc to be activated again, if he could help it.

He let himself be thrown down into a chair, straps coming around his arms and body.

"Now…" a voice said and he looked over to see an old man approaching with a pair of rusty shears in his hand, "Don't you move. My hands ain't as steady as they used to be."

Thor glared at him, seeing the way the man was eyeing his hair, "By Odin's beard, you shall not cut my hair...lest you feel the wrath of the mighty Thor!"

The man chuckled, the shears activating into a truly menacing fan of death.

Thor's entire countenance changed, shrinking back as the man got closer, knowing that one wrong move would mean that his head could be cut off instead of just his hair, "Please. Please, kind sir, do not cut my hair! No!"

~8~

Athena looked over from where she was standing by the gates that would let her into the arena, where she'd been ordered to go by the guards, when Thor stepped up to her. She'd been prepared for the battle, or they'd tried to, to arm her more, give her more armor, clearly thinking little of the meager sword and shield she held. When they saw the sword in her hand and the look in her eye, her willingness to use it on them, they kept back.

Thor, it appeared, had not been quite so lucky.

She burst into laughter at the sight of him.

He shot her a glare, highly displeased.

"Sorry," she offered, but wasn't able to stop laughing, "Sorry…um…nice haircut?"

Thor grunted at that. His hair had been shaved short, his beard trimmed, a few extra pieces of armor on, though mismatched, and covered in weapons. He had two swords on his back, a giant mace in one hand, a spiked shield in the other, with an odd helmet held along with the shield.

"At least now the Grandmaster can tell us apart," Athena joked.

And, speaking of the man, the Grandmaster's voice echoed above them, through the arena, "What a show, WHAT-A-NIGHT! Who's having fun? Please, I'm your host. Big round of applause for all of our undercard competitors...who died so gruesomely. Good sports. What a show! What a night! This is what you've come for and so have I!"

They looked at each other as a thunderous applause went up, gripping their weapons tighter as they readied themselves.

"And now, without further ado...it's main event time! Tonight we have a double feature! Yes, our Champion will be facing not one, but TWO challengers! Making their first appearance, though they look quite promising, got a couple of tricks up their sleeves. I'll say no more, see what you think. Ladies and gentlemen... I give to you...Lord of Thunder and Tina!"

This time it was Athena's turn to glare while Thor burst out laughing at the 'Tina' mistake again because now the entire planet would be calling her that.

They both, however, sobered quickly as the gates opened, glancing at each other as Thor put his helmet on. They banged their weapon on their shields and nodded, moving to stride into the arena.

"Watch out for his fingers," the Grandmaster continued to speak, "They make sparks. And her…I don't know what she can do but she's spunky!"

Athena gave Thor a look for that, mouthing 'spunky' to him with a frown. Thor could only shake his head and look around at the massive arena they were in, the crowds roaring and cheering.

"Ok, this is it. Let's get ready to welcome this guy. Here he comes. He is a creature. What can we say about him?"

Athena looked up at that, a deep frown of concentration growing on her face as she listened intently to what the Grandmaster was saying, hoping that he might reveal more about this champion they'd be facing. Every piece of information helped.

"Well, he's unique. There's none like him. I feel a special connection with him…"

Thor looked down as the floor beneath him and Athena began to lower, or the walls around the arena began to rise, he wasn't sure which. A door became visible within the wall, growing bigger and bigger the higher it got. Athena glanced at the audience, seeing they had all jumped to their feet in excitement, lights above them turning on with a blinding effect.

"He's undefeated. He's the reigning…he's the defending…ladies and gentlemen...I give you..."

The door before them suddenly shattered as the Grandmaster's champion burst through it, Athena and Thor nearly dropping their weapons at the sight of who it was.

"THE INCREDIBLE HULK!" the Grandmaster cheered.

And indeed it was, the big green brute, wearing armor reminiscent of a gladiator, with a helmet on his head, a Warhammer in one hand with a battle axe in the other. He beat his chest and let out a fearsome roar, sending the crowd into a frenzy.

Athena let out a breath at the sight of the missing Avenger, her mind racing, trying to work out how he'd gotten there of all places and thinking of some sort of plan they could make to face down the Hulk without harming him, for he was still a dear friend.

She looked over a moment later when Thor himself let out the biggest whoop of joy, completely startling the crowd into silence with his cry of, "YEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

A/N: I loved Thor's reaction to the Hulk, it made me laugh so hard :) And Korg, he's a sweetheart.

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When I wrote the Anakin/Amira story I never really planned for it to go past the prequel trilogy, mostly because it changes so much it's a little hard for me to work out how some of the original trilogy would work with Anakin not being Darth Vader :/ I have considered doing a spinoff of the Clone Wars animated series to help bridge the gap between the stories, but I'm focusing a little more on catching up my main stories at the moment so most spinoffs are on hold :( I would like to find a way to rework the original trilogy for Amira's story, but it may take some time to get the kinks worked out ;) I can't promise it'll be picked up any time soon, but I do fully plan to at least do the spin off one day ;)