So, as the day went on, Loki kept trying experiments (luckily, none of them were pranks anymore). I laid on the couch, exhausted, even though I wasn't doing anything. The headache made every noise sound like cymbals, and my high body temp made me want to jump into the freezer. My throat was now swollen, and I couldn't talk anymore. When Loki tried to give me something to eat (somehow he had made soup, which I didn't ask him about), I couldn't eat it. Actually, I gagged at the smell of it.

Loki frowned. "Is my cooking that bad?" He asked.

'No, no, it's the sickness,' I wrote on a notepad. Actually, on any normal day, it would of smelled pretty good.

The day wore on, and nothing was working. After the last substance Loki made me take, I was done for the day.

Loki sat on the ground. "I do not understand. How is this illness getting worse?"

'It might be just a bug, or a virus.' I wrote.

Loki raised an eyebrow, and it took me about three minutes to remember the exact definition.

'It's a long term sickness.' I finally wrote.

"But is there no cure?" He asked urgently.

I shrugged. 'I don't think they have a cure yet, but we're just going to have to wait it out.' I coughed. 'Yep, wait it out.'

Loki didn't like this answer. "Are all mortals this slow at development?"

'Hey!'

"There is no medicine, there is no cure. You all should have made at least something of importance. Instead, you make weapons and transportation that kills your planet."

'Don't put humans down! And what about you? You couldn't find the right mixture to medicate me, either! You're just as mortal as all of us!'

Loki turned red. "You DARE call me a Midgardian!"

'Well technically, you're living here, so you are one!'

'You ignorant fool!'

'At least I didn't get banished to another realm by my father! Oh, wait, your FOSTER PARENT!'

Okay, so I might have taken it a little far.

Okay, so I DID take it too far.

Loki got up and walk straight out of the house. I wanted to yell angrily after him, but, again throat rawness stopped me. Good thing, too. The next thing out of my mouth would of not made matters any better. I turned around on the couch and pouted, and thought about the scene that had just occurred.

'Stupid Loki. Thinking he's over everyone. What's wrong with being a Midgardian? Nothing! So why does he take it so offensively? There's no need! And what is he talking about? We've made other things! Like the TV, which he didn't even know how to work! And then the microwave, and then everything else! He's just so, ugh!'

I turned around, and my thinking changed.

'Well, in his defense, he is an Asgardian, and a prince at that. He's not used to these conditions… and he is more advanced than us. I can't blame him for this. And the comment about his father…' I covered my face. 'Oh, I shouldn't have said that! It was so mean! He didn't deserve that.' I growled. 'And I don't deserve to be called ignorant, or a fool! That wasn't right!' I sighed. 'Alright, alright, it was my fault. I understand that. And he was just trying to help…maybe he said all of that out of frustration.'

I sighed. 'I'll apologize, as soon as he gets home.'

I waited for him.

Five hours later, he still wasn't home.

'Geez, I REALLY shouldn't have said that.'

I was aimlessly flipping channels, before I finally got up. 'I gotta go. He could've gotten lost…or wrose.' I thought about how Loki was getting challenged by the local gang members, and not used to being mortal, tries beating them up and ends up getting shot…

I jumped up and instantly got dizzy. I ignored it, and changed my clothes, coughing and blowing my nose throughout the whole process. I walked out in the open, and locked the door behind me.

I started at the grocery store, but no one had seen him. They would've recognized him immediately, most of the lady clerks informed me.

I then went into the city, but nobody had seen him, either. An hour passed. I checked the park, it was empty. I checked the restaurants at the rich part of town, thinking that Loki was being nostalgic or something. Nobody had seen him either. Or at least, all of the people that actually spoke to me. Almost all the adults down there looked at me and sniffed in disapproval at my clothing.

Okay, so I was in a rush and found the nearest t-shirt then ran out the door.

As I went back to the car, it started to rain. 'Well, that's convenient,' I thought.

'Where could he be? I've been to the park, the grocery store, the richest part of the city, the other side of town, what am I missing?'

The realization dawned on me. 'I forgot to check the mall.'

I coughed as I pulled up to the mall entrance. The rain certainly wasn't helping, because the sound, mixed with the coolness, mixed with my temp, was overwhelming. I was getting dizzy again, and I brushed off the feeling. I entered the mall, and went to all the stores that Loki and I visited, and even some that we didn't visit. Most of the clerks there recognized me and looked behind me.

"Where's your friend?" They'd always ask.

"I was about to ask you the same question," I'd respond. "Did you see him come in here?"

"I did not. I would have remembered someone like him, sweetheart." Then they'd fan themselves as if a sudden heat went over them.

Which made me broil. Not, like, angry broil, but more like 'you don't know what hot is until you go through what I'm going through right now' broil.

I wearily went to the last store, the one where Loki got all of his clothes. I saw that clerk that had first talked to me, and I waved at him. He waved back, again, all to excitedly, and jogged/ran over.

"Hey, I remember you! You were with tall, dark and handsome, right?"

I laughed. "Yeah, that's me. Reni, right?"

He jumped. "You remembered! That's just great." He frowned. "You don't look so good. Shouldn't you be in bed right now?"

I shrugged. "I guess so, but I'm actually looking for Mister Tall-Dark-and-Handsome. Have you seen him?"

Reni didn't answer for a few minutes. "You're…looking for him?"

"Uh-huh. I kind of…well, I said something that wasn't really called for, and I was wrong for it. And now, I need to apologize to him. Thing is, he hasn't been home for a while, and-" I paused, a feeling of tiredness washing over me. I sat heavily on the seat for people who tried on shoes.

"Oh my god, are you alright?"

I nodded, then stood back up. "Just a little tired. But have you seen Loki? I'm worried. I haven't found him anywhere, and I'm scared that he might have gotten in trouble or something."

Reni was about to answer, when, again, tiredness washed over me. My vision fuzzed over for a minute, and I had to sit back down.

I heard a small yelp and heard Reni above me. "Are you okay? Hey, hey! Wake up! Oh god, wake up."

And, again, I blacked out.