Loki was a little hesitant to answer Vixry's question. His eyes darted all across the room in order to avoid the female's staring.
"Loki, what's wrong? Did I said something to offend you? Because if I did, then I am so sorry," Vixry began explaining her apology.
Loki waved a hand so that Vixry could stop talking for a moment. He was a little nervous about talking of Asgard and anything involving the realm.
"You don't need to apologize. It is me that I have to be sorry. But, for the time being, I am unable to fulfill your request of seeing Asgard for a while," Loki said with a sad smile. There were tears already forming in his eyes and threatening to fall down if he didn't do something quick.
"You don't need to apologize either, Loki. If you don't feel okay talking about a sensitive topic, then I won't bug you until you're okay to do so on your own terms. I was just asking to see it but that would happen with YOUR permission, Loki."
Loki stood silent for a few moments before answering. "I'm sorry. But, maybe someday in the future when my feelings are watered down,then I can build up the courage to take you to Asgard. My mother would like you."
Vixry smiled at the comment. "She would? What makes you say that?"
"Because she wants me to be with someone who is level-headed, smart, independent as well as she can love me with all my flaws," Loki replied.
"Oh. I do hope I can meet her too. She must be a wonderful lady," Vixry stated, earning a smile from Loki.
"She is indeed wonderful."
Then, another knock interrupted their conversation, earning a groan from Vixry and a laugh from the god of mischief.
Upon opening the door, a young and lanky girl who appeared around the age of 10 years old, appeared on the other side of the door. She was wearing a bright yellow dress, despite the semi-cold weather. And she was wearing light brown leather sandals.
"Can I help you, young lady?" Vixry asked. This was the second time a child has knocked on her house in one day and Vixry was a little suspicious as well as concerned.
"Yes. I have a quick question. Do you know by chance where the red and white brick house is located at? A friend has sent me the address but I can't seem to find the place."
'A red and white brick house?' Vixry asked in her mind. She has never seen such a house, even though she has seen everything there is to see in the large neighborhood.
"No, I am so sorry. I never seen a house of that description," Vixry honestly replied.
"Are you miss?Because you gave directions to another child, a boy, earlier," the girl said. The sudden realization made Vixry sigh in frustration and confusion because she believes there is some kind of connection between the two children.
"Yes, what about him? A friend? Your brother?" Vixry comments. She wanted to have the pieces together. Loki was silent behind her, also wanting to know about what kind of game the girl was playing with them.
Then, he spoke up, "Are you really trying to look for the house? Or, is there something you want?"
The girl smirked back at them. "Well, sort of mister. But, since you're here, maybe you can be of better service than she is." The girl points her finger towards Vixry, who was now fuming mad.
"Oh? Why didn't you say something in the first place? Or, better question, what was with the question if you're not going to gain anything?"
The girl kept on smirking, as if she thinks she is playing a game. "The reason with the question is to know where you live. That is all."
And with that, she left without saying another word. She disappeared in a small white cloud and then she was gone.
Loki was trying to process what just happened. "I have no idea what just happened, but there is something at stake here. Do you happen to have enemies?"
Vixry, in all of her confusion, replied, "There is two individuals. But, it is a very long story. One of these days, I will explain. But, for right now, I think I know who sent those two kids in order to know my whereabouts."
Loki was perplexed. "Enemies? You don't seem like the person to gain enemies but friends. I have a feeling that they were maybe sent to search for me and the girl said that she was sent to know where you were location wise in order to throw you off."
Vixry processed the information and tried to make sense of the situation. "But if that is the case, why kids? Why not an adult with weapons?"
Loki decided to stay silent. He wasn't sure how to take the situation well at the moment.
"I don't know but I think that since adults view children as harmless and wouldn't hurt others, then we could have our guards down in order for them to access information better."
Vixry frowned. "That is a very good point but there is something that is bothering me."
Loki was now confused. "About what?"
"The boy that came a while ago. The house he wanted to go was actually here whereas the house the girl wanted, wasn't. What could that mean?"
"Maybe, we need to go to the boy's house and we go from there."
"But, you're pregnant."
Loki laughs. "Don't worry about that. Besides, I don't need to fight physically. I have my magic. I fought once when I was pregnant with one of my sons before and the pregnancy ran smoothly. It shouldn't go bad this time around."
Vixry sighs because she doesn't know about Loki's past and wanted to argue back. "Please, Loki. For once, please stay behind and let me do the talking and the fighting."
"I am not so sure about it. You could get injured," Loki argued. Both he and Vixry were sitting down in the kitchen table. Their appetites were long gone. Although Loki felt a tiny pang of hunger and he assumed it a symptom of his pregnancy.
"Well, we need to continue to discuss this over food because I am starting to get hungry," Loki said.
Vixry laughed. "Of course."
The little girl was standing outside the kitchen window, listening in to the conversation in order to get some valuable information and pass it on to her boss.
The boy who asked for the yellow house came in running towards her,wearing a large grin on his face.
"How did the battle go?" The girl asked.
"Great, Fekh. The briefcase was inside this vault but I managed to have the owner open it."
"I am pleased to hear that Klerise."
"So, what now Fekh?"
"Preparing my next strike."