The ship- the one the Guardians had arrived on- was speeding through the atmosphere. They'd received an alert from Rocket- whoever that was- telling them that they were in Wakanda with Groot and Thor. They'd just had a battle with a bunch of 'gross-ass, lice-ridden, tasteless monstrosities' sent by Thanos. And now, after having defeated them, were in a state of shock.
It seemed to take months to arrive in Wakanda. Loki knew it was only really hours, but his gender had changed from male to non-binary and back again in the time. Hardly anyone spoke. Everyone simply sat there, with 80s synth-pop playing in the background. Loki knew and loved all of the songs, but he never once joined in. It was ages before Gamora got up, snapping her fingers to get everybody's attention.
"Hey- hey! Y'all, listen up," she said. Everyone turned to face her. "We're here. So, get your filthy butts off of our premium seats, and get ready."
Everyone started to get up. Peter rushed over to the window.
"Woah!" he said, staring out in awe. "Cool, man!"
Loki stood up at the same time as Stark. Ignoring each other, they both went over to stand on either side of Peter.
The view was beautiful.
It was on a whole new level- never before had Loki ever felt more awestruck. Wakanda, at first glance, seemed to be like any other African grassland; that is, until you lifted your eyes to see the city in the distance. Its grandiosity rivalled that of Asgard. Only it felt wrong to compare the two. Wakanda was a different side of paradise.
Thor's out there, somewhere.
A few minutes passed and they glided to a halt. As they exited the ship, were greeted by someone- the king of Wakanda, probably- and an army, all holding shiny clean spears, looking amazing for a group of people who had just been in a battle.
"I am T'Challa," said the leader. "King of Wakanda. You are the people who defeated Thanos, yes?"
"Yes, we are," said Stark before either Quill or Strange could open their mouths. He held out a hand. "I'm Tony Stark- you may have heard of me."
"Yes, I have heard of you," said T'Challa, ignoring Stark's hand. "My younger sister mastered your technology by the time she was nine. Come, your friends are this way."
He grinned before leading them away into a nearby building- what Loki presumed was the hospital. He decided he liked this guy. Not afraid to tear Stark to shreds within seconds of meeting him. He glanced at Peter, who, as he'd expected was gawking in amused shock.
"Woah," said Peter. "He's so cool, man."
