AN: Hello, this is my 4th post in one day. I need this story to go on.

I don't own Thor. But you already knew that.

Anyways, back in Asgard…

After multiple freak outs, and although he would never admit, Loki did have more than one panic attacks that day: the effects of the cube registered and soon Loki, somewhat bravely, picked up the curious stone, and watched the transformation in horror and fascination his reflection the clear sparkling wall provided.

Loki stared at what was himself…he looked familiar. But what was he?

Moments passed until Loki realized how cold he was. He dropped the cube, and the sound of its fall was deafening, but Loki didn't hear it over his fast footsteps and pounding heartbeat. He ran all the way to his chamber, across the castle, not looking back once.

Back in vault, the cube on the ground laid, undamaged, a violent blue of power.

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Darcy Lewis, Jane's self-appointed best friend, was about to kill Jane. Darcy was everything Jane wasn't, but to Jane, she was family. Darcy knew about Jane then Erik, in fact, she knew Jane better than Jane knew Jane. That's why she remembered to bring her a box of poptarts as a peace offering so Jane would let her in the lab.

A month ago, they had fought over Jane's location, or what Darcy hoped for, relocation. But Jane was stubborn. And persistent. But Jane was not convincing, at least when it came to convincing Darcy.

Jane had arrived at her dream home five months ago. She had her lab set up her lab in a small studio that used to be a rusty cabin, which she had paid to restore. In the desert town, her lab stood out because it was the only building that didn't belong. Perhaps that's why it wasn't visible to anyone within the town. It was a modern flat, cluttered with modern machinery, some that looked like lab equipment from an over the top sci-fi movie set. That was Darcy's description. Jane deemed it inaccurate; the lab for her was her sanctuary. Darcy being Darcy didn't care.

Because, it had been five months since Jane had seen her friend. And five months since Darcy had seen her friend. The worry for the other was mutual. But Jane had not established the purpose or the permanency of her stay to Darcy. So when Darcy arrived with only a shoulder bag to collect her amigo, only to find that Jane was going to call this freaky-movie set "home", Darcy lost patience. And sanity it seemed. Because right now, in amusement and worry, Jane watched as her friend's face went from red to green to blue to settle in an angry pink as her mouth opened and closed rapidly. To anyone not involved in the conversation, Darcy might have looked like she was either pretending to be a fish or having a seizure.

"What," was all Darcy said.

"What 'what'?" Jane knew she was pushing it, but she liked being cheeky.

Clearly now was not the time.

"Jane. What are you doing?! Do you even know? You're telling me that you're gonna live the rest of your life in this box, locked away, in a town in which everyone, I'm positive, sees you as some sort of invalid?"

"It's not a box, it looks like a box, but it's a lab Darcy. And you yourself said my room looked homey. Why shouldn't I stay? The weather is fine usually, it's safe, and I'm happy, I think. It's all good."

"No it's not! Jane your life is not an experiment. You can't stay here. You can't."

"The company I'm working for is paying for me Darcy. Based on my salary, I can retire at forty…"

"If you live till forty…"

"And then maybe I can leave and then try something…different. Anywho, what I'm saying is that right now, this is what I want. I can see everything Darcy and my own projects are finally gaining some progress. I have a three-hour work day and I have all this time to myself! It's wonderful Darcy, why can't you see?"

"Ok. Here's what I see. I see you, in that tee shirt you've had since you were 16, in mom jeans and converse and arms inked with your scientific equations on them. Your "house" looks like it's being cleaned at least every five minutes. It's freaking sterile Jane. I can see my breathe staining your air, what the f is this? The only thing you do that's at all age appropriate is your indulgence in poptarts, other than that, one would question if you were even human!"

Darcy rambled on, moving on to the living room, which had a navy blue L-shaped couch with all the cushions and throw-pillows Jane had ever owned, surrounded by plants of different origins. They draped on the couch and the glass walls near them were covered with beige curtains that still let enough light in. The company Jane worked for provided a flat screen TV Jane rarely used. It had over 999 channels or something, but Jane had only watched two. The rest of the lab, which was practically the rest of the space there, had a couple strange looking heavy machines which made Darcy wonder how they got there, considering Jane's petite frame. But other than that, there were books everywhere. Bookshelves covered the walls, you'd think they were the walls. The windows were had a chair near each, usually surrounded by books and random loose leaf papers, all stacked neatly, except for one window which had a plush loveseat and all that was near it was a modern looking telescope. That was Jane's only moderate indulgence in science, the rest of the lab in her house looked like an institution, and in reality it was probably the most well-stocked scientific library in all of New Mexico, or Darcy would believe, all of the United States of America.

After feeding Darcy her most flavorful poptarts and sitting through a couple reality shows, Jane took Darcy sightseeing in the small town of hers. They even took a picture with a cactus, just as Darcy had begged. As the sunset, the two were tired enough, and Jane tucked Darcy into her bed, and then moved to her navy couch, settling in a cocoon of her fuzzy grey blanket, and she untangled her hair with her fingers as she remembered the events of her day, falling asleep with a small smile on her face.

She was glad to have her hipster of a friend back.

AN: Loki will be back next chapter, don't fret dear friends. Thanks to headtorchleadtheway for the favorite, you made my day! Thank you everyone, everywhere for reading, I hope you like Darcy and Jane's bit. Please review if you have something to say, don't be shy people. Thank you and I wish you all a wonderful day or night, whenever, wherever you may be. You all are wonderful, truly. Stay tuned, don't give up on me!