A Loki Fanfic: A Tad Unexpected, Part 7, Introductions
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I jump awake as my phones alarm sounds, prying my eyes open. I prop myself up on my elbows, looking towards my phone that was still beeping. I must have forgotten to turn off my alarm... I grab my phone off of the bedside table, and end the alarm that I usually only use when I work. I plop back down on my mattress, and try to fall asleep yet again, but it was no use. It was 7:00am, and the ride home last night took until about midnight. I was only running on 7 hours of sleep... Realizing this, I keep trying to focus on my sleep, when thunder rolls outside of the house, setting my body alert once more. I sigh out of aggravation, and sit up glancing outside the window. The morning sun was trying to break through the clouds, but failed as the grey and purple hues blocked its rays. I grab my glasses off of my bedside table, and make my way downstairs. I reach the end of the stairs, and look around the living room and kitchen. Hm, usually my parents are here in the morning... I see my brother sitting at the small circular table in the kitchen texting. "Where's mom and dad?" I ask, entering the kitchen. "Anniversary weekend." Devon says, not peeling his eyes away from his phone. "So where did they go?" I ask, pulling a chair out from the table, and taking a seat. It was also odd that Loki wasn't up yet. He was usually up at like 5 in the morning because he's hungry, then just sleeps on the couch until he hears me come down stairs. "Went up north for a week or two." He answers, tapping at his screen. "Or two?" I ask worriedly. He cannot leave me home alone for almost 12 hours a day, with Loki! Devon looks up to me and raises an eyebrow. "You're barely home! I have to work!" I gripe, hoping my brother has enough brains to help me with this. I mean honestly, Loki is a giant man-child... He's like 15 Emory's shoved into one man! "Take him to Starbucks then... He can sit in the break room." Devon says. He gets up out of his chair, and sets his phone one the island. Grabbing his keys in the process. "Yeah, he will only sit in the break room if he has something to do. HE HAS NOTHING TO DO!" I raise my voice, standing to almost meet his height. He rolls his eyes, and we both hear footsteps heading down the stairs. "Great, it looks like you woke sleeping beauty..." I sneer, turning away from him and heading to the pantry for a packet of tea. "Excuse me?" Loki says from the bottom of the stairs. He is fully dressed, and did not look like he just woke up. "Oh nothing!" I sing, grabbing a packet of tea from the pantry. In the meantime, Devon completely ignores Loki's presence. He just throws his keys back on the island, usually signalling he was staying awhile. "You know, Marissa. Maybe if you didn't live at HOME. Or got a REAL JOB like me, we wouldn't have had to have taken him in the first place!" Devon snaps, setting his keys back on the counter and leaning on it. "Is this a bad-" "Oh really, Devon?" I cut Loki off mid-sentence. "The only reason why I am living at home, is because I actually went to COLLEGE, and actually MAJORED in something, unlike you!" I fight back, waiting for his response. "Oh yeah?" He questions, but I stop him before he can say anything else. "Yeah! Because I actually PAYED for my tuition! At least I'm not living off of $20 a week, with a dead end job, and no education!" I am out of breath by the end of the sentence, and Devon stares wide eyed at me. I honestly don't give a shit right now that I hurt his feelings, that is the last thing that I wanted to be worried about is my brother. "Alright." He whispers, grabbing his keys again. Loki sits there trying to hide a smirk at the entrance of the kitchen. "Well... I'm just going to sneak past here..." Loki begins, pushing past me to the pantry. "For some Cheez-Itz." He adds, opening the pantry and grabbing the red box. He then pushes past me again, and walks back to the entrance of the kitchen. "Resume." Loki finishes, opening the Cheez-Itz box. "Ugh! Forget it!" Devon yells as he treads to the door, walking out, and slamming it. I stare at the floor, finally regretting what I had said. You know he struggled with grades... I sigh heavily, closing my eyes. I hear slight laughter coming from Loki's side of the room, and open my eyes to scowl at him. Loki looks to me and stifles even more laughter as I look at him. "That was... umm," He begins, but has to stop to restrain himself from laughing. "C-cute." He laughs out. I grit my teeth, and try to hold myself from doing what I am about to do. But obviously fail. I grip one of my hands around the back of the chair, and swing the back of my other hard across Loki's face. And that wiped the smirk right off of his face... He stood there, his head turned to where my hand had left it, recollecting all that has just happened. Loki stares to the wall in front of him, stunned at the entire scene. "Ha. Ha." I say, montonley, grabbing my tea packet again and going to get a cup. Silence fills the room as Loki's brain is still reeling. "You know, for a girl." Loki begins as he straitens his posture. "That almost hurt." He finishes, and he was back to his smirking. I roll my eyes at his remark as I fill the cup up with water, and set it in the microwave.
As I am making my tea, and Loki is sitting at the table staring at the floral centerpiece, I hear the front door swing open. "I'M HEEERRREEEE!" Katies voice echos from the other side of the staircase. "Oh my god, an intruder, somebody kill it." Loki says with boredom, as he pokes one of the artificial flowers in the vase. "I think your flowers are dead." He states, feeling the felt white petals. I set my cup down, "Yeah they're fake." I mock, rolling my eyes. "I BROUGHT BROWNIES!" She yells, making her way to the kitchen. Loki looks to her as she is in the living room, and Katie stops when she notices him, her jaw dropping. "Is this?" She asks, pointing to Loki with the plastic box filled with brownies. I nod to her, and her face turns to disgust at me. Katie fixes her glasses, and glares at me from across the living room. "What?" I ask, picking up my cup and taking a sip of the tea. She stares at me for a moment, Loki looking back and forth to us both, until she finally answers. "I thought you said he wasn't cute!" She complains, crossing her arms around the Tupperware box. Really? Loki looks to me with a raise eyebrow, and I sigh again, but before I can speak Loki cuts me off. "She thinks I look ravishing." Loki intrudes, looking back to Katie who's expression is still angered. Katie looks to me, "Well that's to bad." She says, walking fully into the kitchen, and stands right next to where Loki is seated. "You have somebody else's dick to take care of. Hi I'm Katie." She states, starting towards me, but finishing towards Loki. Loki stares at Katie with wide eyes, as Katies smile simply grows wider. There is silence for a moment, until the room is filled with Lokis chair scraping across the ground away from her. "Well, Katie. I have my own personal bubble." He states only to have Katie walk to him again. This time hugging him from the side, and setting her chin on his head. "And you're popping it..." Loki mumbles through her arm which is wrapped around half his face in a bear hug. "Katie." "WHAT! CAN YOU NOT SEE WE'RE BONDING!" Katie yells to me, making her point. "Yeah, well your bonding will have to wait. We are going to the store." I say, finishing the last of my tea and putting it in the sink. "Store!" Loki begins, his voice still muffled because of Katies arms. "Ok, get off of me." Loki finishes, trying to pry her arms off of his head. "Sh- Feel the love." Katie whispers rather loudly. "I don't want any love!" Loki almost yells, and he finally gets Katie off of him. "Yeah, we are going to the grocery store. We need food." I say, turning back to them both from the sink. "Psh, well I'm not going to that." Katie says. "I honestly don't care, as long as I get away from..." Loki begins and he side glances to Katie. "That." He finishes, and Katie flicks him in the back of the head. "Love you too. Well I have to go. Keep the brownies! Well... You know what, i'll take one... or two... three?.. Fuck it your not getting brownies BYE!" She says, running back to the front door.
