Hello!

I just wanted to put it out there that I (unfortunately) do not own the rights to these lovely characters, and that reviews are gladly welcomed!

Thanks for the support!

-Missymoi

Somehow, Darcy found herself sitting on the couch sharing a bag of popcorn with the God of Michief himself. It was pretty awkward to say the least, but she decided to just go with it and see what happened.

She picked up the TV remote and began idly scrolling through the multitude of channels as Loki watched her curiously. She suddenly stopped on one, letting out a loud, "FRICK YEAH. THIS SHOW IS THE BOMB."

Loki rolled his eyes as he stole another piece of popcorn. The substance was interesting but infuriating at the same time. As he put it into his mouth, he felt it there for a second, but it soon disappeared like a cloud, leaving an unsatisfying kernel behind. He couldn't decide whether he loved or abhorred it. He turned to the screen and wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"What torturous program is this?" He asked curtly.

Darcy's gaze didn't budge from the screen as she answered, "The Bachelor. It's basically a reality show where one douchebag gets a chance to date a million hot girls and they film all of the drama that goes down. Then they're on a few magazine covers before some tragic thing happens to their 'true love' and they get divorced. Then we get another season with a new douchebag!"

"What a terrible waste of time. You Midgardians are so dull when it comes to everything, aren't you? Science, mathematics, love-" Darcy interupted him, holding a finger up to his face.

"Shhh! I can't hear all of Debbie's sob story!"

"How dare you quiet a God! I would never stand for this in Asgard! You should be worshipping me!"

It was Darcy's turn to roll her eyes. She paused the TV and looked Loki sqaure in the eye. "Look Toto, I know you're having a hard time, but you're not in Asgard anymore. You're in my apartment. And bitches in MY apartment play by MY rules."

Loki looked at her incredulously as she took another handful of popcorn and unpaused the TV.

'What a foolish mortal,' he thought. If she wants to play that way...

Loki abruptly stood up spilling some of the popcorn.

"Hey! What the hell, man?" Darcy cried.

"Thank you for the simply 'marvelous' evening, Ms. Lewis, but I really should be going now. I wouldn't want to worry my poor brother."

Grinning, Loki disappeared leaving Darcy to pick up the rest of the popcorn.

"What a freaking buzzkill. And all because I made him watch The Bachelor!"

. . .

Loki reappeared in Jane's apartment, finding that he was no longer bored.

"Get ready, Darcy Lewis. You've awakened the God of Mischief."