A/N: I actually wrote this forevor ago and forgot so that's why it's set during Thanksgiving… Lol, sorry!
Loki blinked at her wordlessly, and then scowled. "Why do you constantly pretend to care? Why is it you must put on a façade as if your actions are merely of altruistic purpose? You are not fooling me! I am not the same brainless oaf as my brother or blind man like my father! I am the god of lies, Darcy Lewis! Now tell me the truth, why do you mock my intelligence?"
It was Darcy's turn to stare; speechless from his rage. But rather than answer she closed her eyes and took deep breaths. Attempting to calm herself. Just days before she might have believed he liked her, but then again she'd also believed his name was Tony. At least now I know it was not a coincidence. So he's not related to Jane, he still got the name from her. God he's Thor's brother. Wait a second… Thor's not a brainless oaf! That's mean. And Odin's not… well yeah he is kind of blind. But I'd bet he's still super perceptive. Oh Darce you're silent rambling again.
You're thoughts are rather cluttered, aren't they?
"Ahh! That's enough stay out of my head how am I supposed to sound smart in front of you when you read my messy, stupid thoughts? Why can't you leave my head alone? Haven't you done enough damage?" She fell back in a chair and placed her head in her hands. Her breathing was uneven and labored.
Loki remained silent, and decided to return his attention to the television. Grabbing what Darcy had referred to as a remote he began flipping through the channels. Settling on a program about the end of the world and how near it was. He smiled at the human races stupidity all the more clear they needed his steady rule.
"Are you listening to me!?"her voice was shrill, and his brow furrowed in mock confusion.
"I thought you'd instructed me to stop listening." He said drily, sarcasm unveiled and cold.
"Yeah, but since when do you do what you're told?" she laughed, "Just sick of living in the shadow of your brother, right? Don't forget I was there when you sent that… thing to destroy Puente Antiguo! I remember how you tried to kill your brother! Is it so bad being a younger sibling? I mean maybe it is different for royalty, but in my house we all looked out for one another! We cared, we supported we-"
He leapt from the chair and raised his hand to slap her. She flinched only a little and he then saw the tears glistening in her eyes. His palm lowered, clenching into a fist. "I am sorry my home life does not fit your philosophies. It never fit my mother's either. She was always on my side, but father had the final word and his word was always of Thor. My achievements meant nothing to him, accept in the ways they might benefit Thor." His eyes looked behind Darcy to the blank wall, his words barely audible but to the ears of Darcy who stood so near. Their breath mingling lightly. Cool mint and sweet rose, melded into an intoxicating smell.
With one quick move Darcy rolled from the balls of her feet to her toes and kissed his icy lips gently. Nothing intimate, lasting a short moment only. She'd been overcome with a pitying feeling she'd misunderstood the young prince.
Loki's eyes were slightly widened with shock, flashing imperceptibly with warmth before they narrowed. Do not pity me. He thought, allowing her to hear it. He moved to turn, but she placed a hand delicately on his arm. "I don't pity you Loki," she breathed, "but I wonder why you took the course of action you did. Surely there was a better way."
"I don't know. Perhaps there was but after I let go, there was no turning back." He said, still avoiding her eyes.
"You can always go back." She said. That made him laugh, for some reason, earning him a frown from Darcy.
"No I literally let go. The chitauri rescued me from my fall and that's how I got into this mess." He explained. She simply nodded, like she understood. She could not understand.
She massaged his arm sympathetically with her hand. "I don't understand it, but I know you must have had good reason for it. You wouldn't act so drastically without one, right?" She smiled in a sugar sweet way then nearly skipped to the bed, her step was so light, and plopped down upon it grabbing the remote for herself and flipping through the channels. "Discovery Channel, honestly?" she said, rolling her eyes.
He shrugged, "I'm going to go shower." Then headed for the room's door.
"Wait where are we?" she asked.
"You don't know?" he asked, then flipped on the lights. Illuminating the quaint space.
She gasped, "It's my apartment!"
"Yes it is lady Darcy." He smiled then left her to reunite herself.
Darcy dashed around the apartment cleaning while Loki showered. After the initial shock wore off she realized how messy the place was. After all, she hadn't been expecting company. Thanksgiving was coming around and she pulled the bins from the extra bedroom and scattered the different decorations across the house. A string a fall leaves across the mantelpiece, little turkeys on the coffee table and other various surfaces.
"Gobble, gobble." Darcy smiled adding the final touches, sparkling golden confetti down the scarlet runner of the small breakfast nook/ dining area table.
"Gobble?" Loki asked in a rather confused tone. "And what's with the sudden change in décor? I'm not entirely opposed to the color but.. isn't it rather odd?"
Darcy giggled heartily, "What, are you going to tell me that you've never celebrated thanksgiving?" She watched him a while longer, and the laughter in her eyes dimmed. He truly hadn't ever, but she supposed it was most traditionally an American holiday. The dimness was replaced by a fiery determination to give Loki the best thanksgiving ever. "Well no wonder you're so upset all the time!"
Loki narrowed his eyes, "What is that supposed to mean? I'm far from upset all the time Ms. Lewis-"
"Yeah sure, just most of the time right? Whatever you probably have never counted your blessings, have you, Mr. Odinson?"
"My blessings?" he looked rather skeptical.
Dacry's eyes widened, "Oh, this is going to be fun!"
A/N: Short, but hey. I though ya'll deserved even a nibble. So, more on the way! Oh, and keep an eye out for a beta-ed version of my story. Though, it may be a month before I get it out there.