Loki proceeded to his "molding the energy' thing, and the portal opened up. You'd think I would have been more prepared for it this time, but nope. Once I was sucked into it I became nauseas…again. It was the rainbow all over again. You know, weightlessness, but at the same time tons of pressure. This is probably what being high felt like.
And just like that, the Technicolor vortex ended, and we were in some alley in Asgard. It didn't really look like the kind of alley I was familiar with. Like everything else in Asgard it was built out of precious, or semi-precious metal. The sun was just rising here and the red glow stained the air. The dawn was beginning and everything was quiet. Most of Asgard was still asleep (I assumed, most of Earth would be at this hour.) This place was much better than Jotunheim; it was warm for starters, and they probably have better food options.
Food….I remember how long it had been since I had it. At least two days….ok maybe…a day...or a day and a half….why once I get to this nice place I'm suddenly exhausted and hungry?
I sighed and my stomach grumbled—on queue of course. Loki looked at me like he'd never heard anything like it.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, Just hungry." I replied.
"Welll…We'll get you food as soon as we can." He smiled.
"OK…Are you ready?"
"I'm about to be." He said. He released a breath and right in front of me he changed. His hair grew long and light blood, and I hated to say it but he shrank. There she…he…was standing in front of me.
Jane.
Oh God. This is going to be hard.
Sure, she's one of my closest friends but when my maybe-but-not-really-sure-boyfriend looks like her, its not exactly what I'm used to.
Loki noticed my uneasy expression.
"Does my new figure…repulse you?" He smiled darkly as he stroke Jane's cold finger on my cheek
OHGODOHGODOHGOD I CANT DO THIS! SO NOW YOU CHOOSE TO BE ALL NICE! I. HATE. YOU.
I slapped his…her…his…whatever. I slapped his hand off my face.
"Don't humor me, asshole." I probably could have left out the "asshole" part…
He shook his head either not understanding my Misgardian Slang, or shaking it away.
"Let us go, then." He said.
Now all I had to do was put on my best "HOLY CRAP WE JUST FOUND A WAY TO GET TO ASGARD WITHOUT THE BIFROST" face.
If I were an excited part of the Jane-and-Darcy club how would I go about finding Thor? I'd run to the big castle thingy…on a horse…where do I get a horse? There must be one here somewhere? No, that looks too strange. We have to run there. Ugh. As if I was starving, tired and a little bit frustrated enough!
We began walking, being sure to look amazed at the beauty of the godly world of Asgard. Luckily Loki actually knew where he was going, and even though he looked like Jane he was still himself on the inside. And on the inside I could see that he was happy to be back. After all that happened to him here, he still adored this place and all that it had to offer, but at the same time he wanted to destroy it and make it his own.
I shook away the thoughts. It was hard enough looking at him-her, all I had to do was imagine that this really was Jane. Besides he was obviously good at acting like her even though he'd hardly been around her. He must be good at reading people…
He mumbled something to me acting excited, but it really didn't have anything to do with excitement: "We're coming up close. I could either use magic to get us inside, or we could just face the guards?"
Was he asking me what I wanted to do?
But before I could answer he-she said "We should probably see the guards. If people get curious about how we got in the castle, and the guards say they did not see us they would suspect Magicks."
Good point. The man was a genius. But that also means I have to walk that much farther….Uch so tired….
"Yeah,' I tried to agree, "We should walk."
And so we did. We walked. Now that I realized that I was actually really tired every step seemed to stretch a mile. I could definitely feel the after effects of no sleep—no food. An effect I was all too familiar with after staying up all night writing essays and such.
College.
I was starting to miss it. Almost. Except there I didn't have a maybe-but-not-really-sure boyfriend. Not to mention there's no gods on earth. Well, None like Loki, at least. But that was something to think about another day. I tried to focus back on my surroundings. They truly were amazing though I didn't really have the energy to be legitimately excited about it. It was truly…flabbergasting that such a place could be made out of gold. For a second I kind of doubted it was all gold. Where did they get it? How did they sculpt it into such perfection?
Oh right. They're Gods…
Gods, I was about to face a bunch of Gods. Is this such a good idea? I don't think it's everyday mortals come in just to say hi. But we aren't "just saying hi"… are we? Oh, god….don't you have a nervous breakdown now, Darcy. You signed up for this remember? Well sort of. You made it this far.
Great. Now, not only was my conscience telling me what to do, it was being my life coach. I always hated life coaches.
Uch, I remember 9th grade. My mom's life was reading those dumb books about "Turning your life around!" You want to turn your life around? Come to a god-world called Asgard with your maybe-but-not-so-sure boyfriend!
Hah, Loki's my MBNSSBF…. I love abbreviating… although I always hated things like "OMG!" and (even though I said it all the time) "LOL!" It was awful.
You know what else I hate? The word" like" and how it has been abused.
"Like OMG! I totally, like just LOLed! That was so, like, funny! Like Oh my god!"
Only valley girls turn "like," "OMG," and"LOL" into a sentence.
I'm so hungry…
"Are you ready Darcy?" Said Loki, interrupting my train of thought.
We stood a few yards from the great castle entrance. If I wasn't intimidated earlier, I was definitely scared out of my skin now. I felt my hands start to shake, and sadly my knees started to shake. I looked at Loki-Jane, swallowed back whatever was trying to escape my mouth, and I nodded.
