Okay, so maybe going to the mall with a former immortal/currently mortal man wasn't the best of ideas. Including one with such a moody attitude and short temper. So we enter the mall, right? And BOOM! Instant stares from women. I shifted my feet and kept walking. Loki, un-phased by this, walked with his chin up. He had changed into my dad's clothes, so he looked slightly normal. But I guess the clear skin and height of the man made everyone's eyes just GLUED to his figure.

I suddenly felt insignificant.

Loki, most likely sensing that I was uncomfortable, smirked. "The mortal feeling odd in her own habitat?"

I growled. "We're not animals. And besides, I'm not comfortable around anyone in general. Habitat or not."

He fell silent then, only nodding.

So the first store we went into, the clerk wouldn't stop flirting with Loki, and we ended up leaving the store with the lady swooning. In fact, we left several stores empty handed, and people who were either insulted, or almost near to fainting.

Loki was scowling, annoyed that we couldn't find any clothes that were his 'style' I guess, and I sighed. He would poke through clothes and then shrug, and we would walk out. This happened in almost every attempt.

"Do you even like any of these stores?"

"Not really," Loki said finally.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, flirt with the women but become a laconic wreak when you speak to me. Totally understood."

"Is that a twinge of jealously I hear?"

I laughed, a little too loud, because we were getting stares from the surrounding ears and faces.

"I shall take that as a no."

We stopped in front of a window. "Well what about this one?"

The store was all hats and scarves, long jackets and pants.

Loki said nothing, and entered the store. A man walked up to us.

"Hello!" The man said. This guy was waaay to happy.

"Hi," Loki said. He flashed a brilliant white smile.

The man looked as if he would faint. "Can I interest you in anything?"

Loki nudged me slightly, and I spoke up. "We're just looking around."

"Well then tell me if you need anything!" He sung. He walked away, with a slight swish in his hips. I giggled.

"So, how do I get these clothes?" Loki asked.

I sat down. "Just pick up the clothes you want or like, and take them to the center table right there." I pointed to the cashier. "I'll meet you there when you're done."

Loki nodded, then walked off hurriedly. It was like a kid in a candy store. Picking up jackets, shirts, looking through everything in awe of sorts. I laughed to myself.

'So god like, right?'

I felt someone sit next to me, and I turned over. It was the guy from earlier. He crossed his legs.

"So, how long have you two been together?" He asked.

"Oh, no! No, we're not together…like that." I felt my body temperature rise.

"Oh! So you two are friends?" The guy sounded so excited. Yeah, he was into Loki. I shrugged.

"Yeah, well…roommates, for the moment."

"So do you think I have a chance with him?" The guy asked.

I laughed, and so did the guy. "Straight to the point now, aren't we?"

The guy pursed his lips and shrugged. "I know what I like, and it's that tall dark stranger, right there." He pointed, and I looked.

Loki was still looking, a pile of clothing in his hands. I rolled my eyes. "This guy's going to make me bankrupt. I gotta go. Nice to meet you…uh…"

He extended his hand. "Baron Johnson. But call me Reni." He winked.

"Well, it was nice to meet you Reni, but I now have to go and steal away the tall and dark stranger."

Reni waved, and I barely pulled Loki away from the store. When we got home, he took the clothes out and sat them on the couch. I fell on the sofa chair a bit away from him.

"Well, that was fun," I said. God, I was exhausted.

"I think you are forgetting something."

I groaned. "What did I forget?"

"I require sustenance."

I groaned even louder.

"As lazy as a dog, you are."

I laughed weakly. "Let me get my dog for you, then lets speak about lazy as a dog."

Loki froze. "You have a dog?"

"The mighty mortal afraid of a little doggy?"

I felt his anger radiating off his body. Maybe he was radioactive.

"Alright, alright! Let's see what's in the kitchen."

I walked to the kitchen, and hung on the door.

"We have eggs and…well, bread. Okay, we are having a feast!"

Loki leaned on the doorframe. "Are you joking?"

"No, Loki, I was being sarcastic." I said this with a sarcastic tone, so he would think about that instead of what he was about to eat.

A few minutes later, I sat a sunny-sided egg on top of toast, sat the toast on a plate, and sat the plate in front of Loki. He looked at it in disgust.

I sighed. "I'll go to the grocery store later. Right now, that's all we have."

"Well why not go now?" Loki countered.

"Because I am tired and I need to sleep and you said you were hungry so there you go all the food in the kitchen for the well deserving god!" I stormed out of the room, up the stairs and into my room. Door shut.

I stood in the middle of my room, contemplating on what had just occurred. I wanted to apologize, because I get slightly irritated when I'm tired. Or hungry.

A few moments later, I was on the floor, looking over the past few days. Mysterious guy arrives; figure out it's an Asgardian. Then I figure out it's an enemy of the Avengers, then I figure out his father sent him here for his punishment, then they kick my dad out, then I have to go to the freaking mall with a complete-

I laid my head on the floor, and sighed. Well, I never thought my life would get this interesting. And now it has, and…well, I don't want it to go back to normal, but at least slow it down or something!

"I am sorry for intruding into your life. Do you wish for Loki to leave?"

I turn around, and there stands a man with an eye covered with a gold plate. And I, being the most ignorant person on the planet, thought it was my conscience. Yeah, dead beat, right?

"No, well….no. I mean, I don't mind him being here. He's just a little much."

My conscience nodded. "But he has a heart. He will change."

"And how are you so sure?"

He didn't speak. I sighed. "Alright." I waited a moment. "You think I should apologize for what I did earlier? With the storming off and the yelling and the jacked up meal, and all."

"Do what you think needs to be done."

I sighed. Suddenly, my consciousness vanished, and I realized that I was sleeping. Wow, okay, maybe I was lazy. And again, I was on the floor.

It's not as uncomfortable as you think.

I walked down the stairs to the kitchen, and I peeked in. Loki wasn't there, but neither was the crappy egg and toast. I smiled out of the corner of my mouth.

I walked into the living room, and saw that Loki had fallen asleep as well. With the TV on. He looked like a normal human. Or mortal, as is his word.

I pulled off his shoes, which were my father's ratty old sneakers. I then had inner conflict over if I should put a blanket over him. Do Asgardians get cold? I ended up putting it over him anyway. If he gets to warm, he can take it off. He moved slightly as the blanket touched him, but he didn't wake up. I turned the channel to some old movie that I've never heard of, and fell asleep on the sofa chair.

I'll apologize in the morning.