Chapter Three:
Hardly a day after this unflattering article was published, Loki received a notice from the Weekly News, stating, politely but firmly, that they must regretfully inform him his services were no longer welcome.
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"What were you thinking?!" Selva Jane was as close to discomposed as she ever was. "How could you think that was good advice to give? I suppose we should only be grateful no one else did as you suggested. Some of those replies were, frankly, horrifying!"
"If they found my replies so unsatisfactory," Loki spat, "Why print it at all?"
Selva opened her mouth. She closed it. "I'm not sure," she said eventually.
Loki eyed her with suspicion. "You are hiding something from me," he said.
"No—" Selva tried to protest.
"You know who I am, don't you? You can never hope to fool me, mortal."
The woman sighed, looking a bit pale. "Well," she said. "The Weekly News isn't what you'd call the most reliable of newspapers. But, frankly, they were the only ones who would work with you."
"Ah," Loki said. He walked over to the window, and imagined the impressive size of an explosion big enough to incinerate the headquarters of the Weekly News. "Perhaps we should stay away from advice for the time being."
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