Ivy here.
You ever met someone who just loves the sound of their own voice? Loki is one of those people, as it turns out. By the time we were back at the palace, he'd managed to insult every single Avenger, talk about how he'd like to hire me as a lantern, and generally tick me off. "This is so unlike you, brother. So... clandestine. Are you sure you wouldn't rather punch your way out?"
"If you keep speaking, I just might."
"Fine, as you wish. I'm not even here." Loki turned himself into a guard. "Is this better?"
"It's better company, at least."
"Still, we could be less conspicuous."
Thor sudden turned into Sif.
"You look lovely, Brother."
"It will hurt no less when I kill you in this form."
"Very well. Perhaps you would prefer one of your new companions, give that you seem to like them so much." Loki turned into Captain America. "Oh, this is much better. Whoa, costume's a bit much. So tight. But the confidence, I can feel the righteousness surging."
Sharon and I grinned at each other.
"Hey, want to have a rousing discussion about truth, honor, patriotism? God bless America –" He was cut off by Thor shoving him against a pillar and covering his mouth.
Two guards strode past.
"You could at least furnish me with a weapon," said Loki. "My dagger, something."
Thor pulled something out of his cloak.
"At last, a little common sense," began Loki, before Thor snapped a pair of Asgardian handcuffs onto Loki's wrists.
"I thought you liked tricks," said Thor. He laughed, then turned to me and pressed a small knife into my hand. "I trust you know how to use this?"
"Passably. Thank you."
We met Dr. Foster and Sif in the hall.
"I'm Loki," said my least favorite Asgardian, starting forward toward Dr. Foster. "Perhaps you've heard of me."
She confirmed this by slapping him.
We followed Sif to the hall with the alien ship and climbed inside. Thor stared around at the controls, clearly not knowing what to do.
"I thought you said you knew how to fly this," said Loki.
"I said 'how hard could it be'." He glanced over at me. I shrugged.
Dr. Foster sat down. "Who's this?" she asked, indicating Sharon.
"A friend. It's complicated." Outside, I heard shouting and running footsteps. "It's okay. We're going to be okay," I said to Sharon. "Everything is going to be fine."
"This would be part of your whole 'seeing the future thing'?" asked Dr. Foster. "You knew she was going to die, didn't you?"
I said nothing. The back closed up and the ship began to rise and instantly began crashing into the pillars around us. "I think you missed a column," said Loki. The ship pulled forward, slowly then taking off, breaking through the wall of the palace. "Look, why don't you let me take over, I'm clearly the better pilot," said Loki.
"Is that right? Well, out of the two of us, which one of us can actually fly?"
Technically neither, seeing as Thor owes his ability to fly to a hammer and none of his own abilities.
He dodged down suddenly. The ship flew forward, turning and swerving to avoid buildings. A wing hit a tower. The collision rocked the ship. "Not a word," warned Thor.
Dr. Foster, next to us, suddenly lay down. Sharon dropped down next to her.
"Oh dear," said Loki. "Is she dead? Now they're following us. Now they're firing at us!"
"Yes, thank you for the commentary, Loki, it's not at all distracting!" snapped Thor.
The ship flew into a tunnel, its wing hitting a statue. "Well done, you just decapitated your grandfather," said Loki.
And I thought my brother was annoying.