A note from the author: Welcome, welcome to a wonderfully wacky one shot! This is the first of (hopefully) many short stories involving Loki, Maisy, Linn, Bjorn, and some other familiar faces. If you don't know who three fourths of those characters are then you may have stumbled across this story without having read the fics leading up to it. If you are interested in my other stories that these are branching off of they are called Till Death Do You Part and, the sequel, To Have and To Hold. If you don't feel like reading those... well, this is going to be kind of confusing for you but you are welcome anyway!
Disclaimer: I do not own Loki, the Avengers, or any Marvel characters, only my OCs.
"You wearing that to the beach?"
Maisy sighed and wished she'd thought to wear a cover over her two piece swimsuit. It wasn't even that revealing as far as swimwear went, but she should have known her father would make a stink about the blue halter bikini top. At least he couldn't complain about the bottom, as she'd opted for black swim shorts.
"Yes, I am wearing this."
"Loki know about that?" Her dad raised an eyebrow and she couldn't help but laugh.
"No, but why would he care?"
"He might not like the other men looking atcha. I don't like the thought of it, but I'm trying to accept that you're a grown woman now and letcha make your own choices," Joshua Sichore shuffled awkwardly and Maisy beamed at him.
"Thank you, Dad," she pulled her kimono style cover on and slid her sunglasses on to the top of her head, "And don't worry, I put three bottles of sunscreen in my beach bag. The waterproof kind."
"Good. Last thing we need is you or Loki or little Linn getting sunburned and skin cancer."
"I know. We'll be careful-"
"You remember what I taught you about CPR?"
"Yes, Dad."
"How about the other two? They know CPR?"
"I'm sure Loki does, or something similar."
"I know how to do the fing where you get the water outta people's lungs if dat's what you're talking about!" Linn bounced into the room, wearing her one piece, turquoise bathing suit and a frilly little swim skirt.
"And you know how to swim, right?" Josh had gotten oddly protective of Linn ever since they'd begun their California visit and he found out that her father had died. Maisy was glad, and confused, that Josh, though protective, was not as stifling to Linn's choices as he'd been during Maisy's childhood.
"Course I do! One time I fell into the water over the side of the Rainbow Bridge when I was bringing Heimdall his laundry. I had to keep on swimming otherwise I woulda been swept into the void!"
"They really should add railing," Maisy muttered.
"The void is not an experience I would recommend," Loki said, coming out of the bathroom as he tied the string at the waist of his swim trunks (which were black with green flame decorations). When he was fully in the living room of Josh and Ima's house Maisy couldn't stop staring.
"Was the void cold?" Linn asked curiously, "Because the water sure was."
"I do not recall," Loki smirked at Maisy, "You'll catch flies with your mouth hanging open like that."
"It's not hanging open," she grinned and looked him up and down, "I gotta say, you look good in a swimsuit from Walmart."
"He's pretty darn buff!" Linn giggled, "I fought Thor was da only one wif dat many abs!"
"No, no," Maisy took a step closer, putting a hand on his chest, "My guy's way better looking than Thor."
"I dunno about that," Ima, Maisy's stepmother, called from where she was watching a soap opera on the couch, "I mean, have you seen Thor?"
"Hey!" Josh snapped.
"But he's not my type," Ima wiggled her manicured fingers at her fiance and winked at him. That seemed to satisfy Josh for the time being.
"Thor's nice and all," Maisy smirked at Loki, "But he's got nothing on my husband."
"Can we stop this flirting business please?" Josh coughed, "I can only handle so much of seeing you make adult choices, Maisy-Waisy."
"Sorry," she laughed and kissed Loki on the cheek. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her brow in turn.
"You don't look so bad yourself, my lady. Perhaps we ought to go swimming more frequently."
"Let's see if you even like the beach before we start making more plans," she slung the bag full of towels and sunscreen over her shoulder and gave her father a hug, "You mind if we take your Jeep, Dad?"
"Can I drive?" Linn was bouncing again, "Please? Tony let me drive his car in a parking lot one time! He said I was really good at it!"
"He did what?" Loki asked, shocked, "You could have crashed!"
"There was no one around. I couldn't have hit anyone if I wanted to," she got a wicked gleam in her eyes, "Tony even let me do a donut fingy where I went round and round really fast!"
"Okay, okay," Josh held the keys to his Jeep aloft, "Y'all can take my car as long as you don't let the little speed demon drive. I suddenly feel much better about Maisy's driving skills having heard that story."
"Well, I did learn from the best."
"I thought Bret taught you how to drive."
"He did! But you helped, which is why I'm such a good driver."
Maisy took the keys and said one final goodbye to her father and stepmother as she led Loki and Linn out to the garage. When she opened the door, revealing the Jeep, Linn made a grab for the keys.
"I gotta drive dat fing!"
"No."
"Please?! Look at it! It's beauty-ful!"
"No," Maisy laughed, "My dad already said you couldn't and it's his car. His dream car, actually."
"Well now it's my dream car too," Linn sighed wistfully and jumped into the back of the open top vehicle, not bothering to use the doors.
"It looks like a death trap," Loki grumbled, taking the beach bag and cooler from Maisy and tossing them into the back with Linn.
"If you can take a beating from the Hulk you can survive riding in a Jeep," Maisy laughed, looking around the garage until she found a big, colorful umbrella. She handed the umbrella to Linn and then climbed into the driver's seat.
"It is not myself that I am worried about," Loki sat next to her and buckled his seatbelt, "Should you not be wearing a helmet or something?"
"Uh… why?"
"Because there is no roof!"
"We'll be fine. Everyone ready to hit the road?"
"Yee-haw!" Linn hollered, snapping her seatbelt into place.
"I suppose," Loki realized at that moment that he'd never ridden in a vehicle with Maisy driving. He didn't ride in cars often, but when he did it was usually one of the Avengers or Happy Hogan driving. It hadn't even occurred to him that his wife could operate any sort of motor powered transportation. "You are sure you can drive this?"
"I learned to drive when I was twelve, Loki, I think I've got it covered."
"If you could drive at twelve how come I can't drive?" Linn demanded, "And let's stop blabbing and start cruising, yeah?"
Maisy laughed and started the Jeep, pulling out into the long drive way. Her father lived far away from anywhere, which was probably for the best considering how he felt about most people. This far from town no one got on his lawn for him to threaten with a shotgun.
"You can't drive because the legal age is sixteen," Maisy answered Linn, "And you are fifteen."
"Den how come you learned at twelve?!"
"Uh…" Maisy got to the end of the driveway and turned onto the rundown road that would take them to an actual road, which would eventually lead to a beach. "What's that thing people say? Do as I say, not as I do?"
"Now I am curious as well," Loki said, "Why would your brother teach you to drive at such a young age?"
"I was an angsty tween, okay? I was mad at my dad, at Ima, at Chet and Todd, and my mom. Bret was the only one who I wasn't mad at most of the time so he took me driving to cool me off sometimes," Maisy waved it away, eyes focused on the road, "At least until I started drawing and sewing to let off steam."
"I dunno about you, Loki, but I can't imagine Maisy being angsty," Linn giggled.
"Is that when you began to dye your hair?" Loki smirked, reaching over and giving her platinum blonde locks a gentle tug.
"Ha!" Maisy swerved a little to avoid some roadkill, "The first time I dyed my hair I was fourteen. My friends from school had left over purple dye and they let me have it. I made such a huge mess of the bathroom. And my dad was furious!"
"Purple?" Linn wrinkled her nose, "Who'd want to wear purple?"
"You know, on earth purple used to be the color of royalty. It was so expensive to make that only really, really rich people could afford it."
"Den how come the laundry maids in Asgard wear it?"
"If only we could ask my mother," Loki commented, "I'm sure she would know. Or Madame Veru… if you dare speak to her."
"I bet it's because it's much easier to make dyes these days. And Asgard is way ahead of earth in all techy stuff, right? They probably have some really inexpensive process to dye fabric," Maisy sighed and remembered the beauty of the fabric storage room she'd seen and then shook her head, "Besides, you don't wear real purple, you wear lavender, which is much lighter. And you don't have to worry about it anymore because you can wear whatever you want."
"Dat's true."
They fell into a comfortable silence for sometime before Maisy hit the radio button and a catchy pop song floated over them. It was, evidently, one that the earth-native in the vehicle knew well. She began singing along at the top of her lungs, her hair fluttering in the wind.
Loki couldn't help but grin as he watched her fingers drum against the steering wheel. She'd flicked her sunglasses down and was bobbing her head along to the beat.
"Oh no! See you walkin' round like it's a funeral, not so serious, girl, why those feet cold? We just getting started don't you tiptoe..." Maisy sang happily, she kept up with the words fairly well, stumbling over a few lines or tricky words. But for the most part she could carry the tune well.
Loki wanted to roll his eyes at the silliness of a song about eating cake by an ocean (wouldn't sand get in the frosting?), but when he tried to get annoyed he kept seeing Maisy's smile flashing beside him. Her fluffy hair bounced around her and the sun highlighted her light freckles. And when he saw that, he could only smile and lean back in his seat. He even caught a glimpse of Linn in the rearview mirror as she listened intently to the radio and tried to pick up the words so she could sing along. She burst in, off tune, at the chorus and Maisy laughed giddily.
The drive lasted longer than Loki expected since the Sichore family said the beach was just "down the way". After driving for forty-five or so minutes they finally arrived at a sandy stretch that was teeming with people. Maisy turned the Jeep dangerously fast and nabbed one of the last available parking spots right before an itty bitty electric car could get it. The driver of the electric car gave them the middle finger and Loki waved, sending a spark of magic their way. The back tires burst, resulting in loud swearing.
"Oh geez," Maisy climbed out of the driver's seat, watching the other car anxiously, "I hope they're okay. What happened to their tires? Maybe I should offer them help?"
"They'll be fine," Loki picked up the cooler and the umbrella, "They ought to be able to push such a tiny vehicle easily."
"I guess," Maisy bit her lip worriedly, probably regretting taking the last parking spot. Loki handed her the beach bag to take her mind off of it.
Linn hopped out of the back and hopped from foot to foot eagerly. She was eyeing the water with both excitement and apprehension. She turned to Loki.
"You fink you could beat a shark in a fight?"
"A what?"
"A shark. Y'know? Big fish with sharp teef and a craving for human flesh?"
"They do not crave human flesh!" Maisy said, leading them to the entrance of the beach, "And there hasn't been a shark spotted at this beach for years!"
"So dere has been one here?!"
"It's the ocean, Linn."
"So, Loki, odds of you verses shark? Whatcha fink?"
"I've never heard of a shark before so I don't know."
"You've never heard of sharks?" Maisy shook her head, "I'd show you the movie Jaws but then you'd never want to come to the beach again."
She pulled up a picture on her phone and showed him a Great White. Perhaps not the best species of shark to start with as Loki swore loudly and then looked nervously at the ocean.
"Norns, what in all the realms is that thing? It looks like it has evil intent in its cold dead eyes. It wants my soul! I can feel its hatred for land dwellers!"
"Don't be so dramatic," Maisy showed him a Thresher Shark instead, "I've seen this kind in person before. It's kinda cute, right? Those big eyes?"
"No. Do you think we will encounter one of these beasts? I did not realize Midgard had any such creatures. I thought you only had squirrels, rats, birds, and domesticated pets or cattle."
"We really need to visit the zoo sometime."
Lugging their beach gear along with them, they made their way to the sand. Maisy picked up the umbrella awkwardly and jabbed the pole into the sand. Violently popping open, the umbrella jumped out of the sand and hit Loki in the chest. He fell back and sand flew everywhere.
"Accursed thing," he grumbled, putting the umbrella back and then helping Maisy spread out the ratty old quilt Ima had lent them to sit on. They held the blanket down with the cooler and bag of towels and Linn kicked off her sandals for good measure.
"Do you fink the sharks will eat me right away or go for dose little kids first?"
"You aren't going to get eaten by a shark," Maisy pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head, "Now put on your sunscreen and get in that water!"
Loki had already emptied half a bottle of sunscreen, smearing it across his front, arms, legs, and face. He looked even paler than usual with the thick cream all over his skin. Evidently he remembered his time working in the gardens of Asgard and did not want another sunburn.
"Would you get my back, darling?" He asked, offering Maisy the half empty bottle.
"Of course," she smiled, "Would you mind sitting down to make it easier?"
He sat, pretzel legged, on the blanket and smirked contentedly as she rubbed the lotion onto his back. "Oh yes, I think we really must get to the beach more often. This is quite fun."
"We haven't even gotten into the water yet!" Linn exclaimed, hastily covering patches of her skin with sunscreen. She had a big white blob on her nose and several splotches across her arms and shoulders.
"You can go ahead if you want," Maisy said, "We'll catch up."
"Uh… I fink I'll wait."
"The sharks aren't going to eat you. Even if any sharks did show up, they usually don't like to come close to shore."
"But just in case, I fink Loki's got a better chance of beating the crap out of a bitey fishy dan I do."
"That is probably true," Loki nodded.
"Oh my gosh. Would you two stop obsessing about sharks?"
Loki, sunscreen properly applied, stood up and took the lotion bottle from his wife.
"Your turn."
"I can get my front alright if you just get my back and shoulders," she reached for the bottle, but he held it out of her reach with a wink.
"You might miss a spot. I will be most thorough."
"Will you now?" Maisy giggled.
"On second fought," Linn had gone red, "If a shark shows up I can just grab one of dose little kids and sacrifice dem."
She sprinted off toward the waves without a look back at her flirtatious friends.
After Maisy and Loki had finished with the sunscreen, Loki took a few steps away from their "camp" and stretched. Maisy sat on the blanket still and giggled. He always reminded her of a cat when he stretched in the sunshine. There was something about the way he moved and the quietly confident smirk he always wore.
Maisy stopped laughing when she heard giggling other than her own. Her eyes narrowed and she surveyed the other piles of towels and umbrellas around them. There! A trio of women were peeking over a colorful inner tube, staring at Loki as he raised his arms above his head. When he shook his hair out the giggling increased in volume as well as whispering. Loki, though normally quite observant, seemed completely oblivious to the women watching him. Maisy was not so lucky.
"What a beautiful day, hmm?" Loki asked bending over to touch his toes. There were gasps and more whispering. Maisy gripped the quilt beneath her, her fingernails relentlessly picking at a fraying seam.
"Yes. Beautiful."
"It almost makes me like the sunshine," he put his hands on his hips and leaned backward, causing the sun to glint off his muscles.
"Oh my gawsh," one of the women said a little too loudly, "Being that hot should be illegal."
Loki didn't even hear it. The seam Maisy was picking at split and one of the fabric triangles of the quilt fluttered away.
"Like, yum," another woman said, "I hope he doesn't move because I could stare at that all day."
They erupted in laughter, loud enough for Loki to finally take notice and look over his shoulder. He smiled softly and Maisy decided she'd had enough. She dug through the towel bag, found what she was looking for and marched over to her husband.
"Here. I think you should put this on. I'm already seeing some sunburns starting on your back. Better safe than sorry," she shoved a swim shirt at him. It'd come with the trunks, but they'd forgotten it until Maisy decided they needed it.
"Burns already?" Loki twisted, trying to get a good look at his back, "Perhaps you are right." He pulled the shirt over his head with agonizing slowness. The women groaned in disapproval of his now covered pectorals.
"There!" Maisy brightened, taking his hand possessively, "Much better!"
The pair of them kicked off their sandals and walked hand in hand toward the water. As they walked past the women there was more tee-heeing going on and Maisy's grip tightened, the corners of her mouth turning down.
"Don't worry," Loki leaned down to whisper, "I only have eyes for you, flattering as their stares may be."
"I'm not jealous!" Maisy snapped.
"I didn't say you were," he kissed her cheek, setting off disappointed sighs behind them, "Not that I'd mind very much."
"Oh shut up," she playfully hit his arm. After a moment she reached up to kiss him back, "But if I catch them ogling you again there's gonna be trouble."
"I don't doubt it."
"After all, I'm the winner of Taka af Brúðr. I know how to kick other girls' butts when they're trying to get my man," she huffed, sending another glare in the direction of the giggling women.
They made it to the shallows, where Linn was tentatively poking her toes in the soft wet sand. She stopped suddenly and bent to look at a seashell. Picking it up, she grinned and began combing the beach for more. She found several and reached for a big pink one right at the same time as a little toddler.
"Oh, uh," Linn didn't let go of the shell and neither did the toddler, "Actually, dat's mine…"
"Mine!" The toddler giggled, putting his other hand on the prize and beaming up at her.
"No, mine."
"Mine, mine, mine," the toddler tugged at the shell and looked at Linn curiously, wondering why she didn't give him what he wanted as every other person he'd ever encountered had done. "Mine."
"Sounds like those seagulls from Finding Nemo," Maisy commented, watching the teen and the toddler stare each other down over the big pink shell.
"Keathton, don't talk to strangers!" An orangish-tan woman with streaky brown and blonde hair and electric blue eyes smiled and rushed over to the toddler, a bag that said "Kale is My Junkfood" swinging from her arm.
"Mine!"
"Dat's my shell," Linn commented to the woman.
"Well, can't you just let him have it? It's just a shell."
"But—"
"He's only twenty-six months old, can't you just give him what he wants? He doesn't know any better," the orange woman flipped her hair over her shoulder and frowned at Linn.
Linn frowned back. "I'm only one hundred and eighty-three months old, can't you teach him that he can't have everything that he wants?"
Before the argument could escalate or Maisy and Loki could say anything, the ocean sloshed onto the beach and carried the big shell away. Linn sighed wistfully and stood up. The toddler was quiet a moment and then burst into tears. Linn jumped back in horror and the orange woman dove in for the kill.
"Why did you do that?!"
"What?"
"You threw his shell in the ocean!"
"I did not!" Linn put her hands on her hips and glared at the woman, "The ocean took it!"
"You broke little Keathton's heart! How could you? You monster!"
"Whoa, whoa," Maisy stepped in, "Ma'am, she didn't do anything! The ocean took the shell. It's just what the ocean does. Good grief."
"This ugly teenager threw it!"
"Nonsense!" Loki crossed his arms, "You are being absurd."
"She's absurd! Why didn't she give him the shell? Why did she have to throw it?"
"I didn't throw it!" Linn stomped her foot and sandy water splashed on Keathton, who wailed some more.
"Look what you've done! Disgusting!" The woman stepped toward Linn, one long fingernail pointed toward her like a dagger. Maisy stepped between the woman and Linn.
"Hey, it's not her fault okay? Sorry that Keathton can't have the shell, but that's tough. We're going to walk away now. Sorry," Maisy turned and began to herd Linn and Loki away.
"Where do you think you're going? You aren't even going to buy Keathton a popsicle to apologize?"
"Ignore her," Maisy whispered, "Keep walking. Keep walking."
"You owe him something! I'll call the police if you don't buy him a popsicle!"
"Keep walking, don't look back. Keep walking."
"Fine! I'll call the police!"
"Are you insane, woman?!" Loki spun around and Maisy facepalmed.
"Buy Keathton an ice pop!"
"Mooommmmmy!" Keathton sobbed, "Mine!"
"Shut up, Keathton," the mom said and then took a step toward Loki with her dagger fingernails, "I'm going to tell the police exactly what that little teenager of yours did. Is she your daughter? How old was that girlfriend of yours when she gave birth to that ugly brat? Ten?"
"I'm doing my best to refrain from throwing you in the ocean right now," Loki growled, "I suggest you take your brat and leave."
The woman made a puppet with her hand, mocking Loki for speaking and then she snapped her fingers close with a click of her nails. "No, no, honey, you don't get to tell me what to do. You are the one who harassed my child."
"Oh honey," Loki's fingernails grew a few centimeters to match hers and he mimicked her actions, "You think you can just boss around my kid without consequences? You have another thing coming."
"We do not need a beach cat fight," Maisy muttered, "I think maybe we should go and come back some other time."
"He does know I'm not actually your daughter, right?" Linn asked, blushing.
"I have no idea what is going on in his head right now."
"I'm calling the police right now," the woman removed her phone from her bikini top and started dialing.
"With what phone?" Loki challenged knocking the cell phone into the water.
"I'm going to scratch your eyes out!" The woman snarled, lunging toward him, claws extended. Loki only smirked and snapped his fingers. A great white shark the size of a school bus burst out of the water and roared like a dinosaur. Keathton stopped crying and gaped at the creature in wonder.
There was a moment of silence on the beach before everyone ran for their cars screaming. One man sobbed "it's the Meg! It's the Meg!" and the orange woman screamed "he's freaking Aquaman, run Keathton!" Loki stood next to the shark with his hands on his hips and a grin on his face, chuckling darkly as the beach emptied out.
Maisy pinched the bridge of her nose and walked over to her husband. She smacked his arm and he just laughed. Linn stared, wide eyed at the shark before realizing that it was an illusion and swatting at it with her hands. Finding that she could walk through it she waited for the mouth to open and then hurled herself in with a scream.
"Aaaah! Da shark is eatin' me! I'm fish food!"
"Sharks don't roar," Maisy crossed her arms and raised a brow, "And they aren't that big."
"Did it not give us a private beach?"
"Well, yes."
"And did it not remove Keathton and his irritating mother?"
"It did."
"I don't see the problem."
"The problem is that those people are going to call the Coast Guard or the Navy or something. Or the Avengers. Do you really want Mr. Stark to get a call about a giant shark in California and send Bruce and Thor over here to deal with it?"
"It will take them hours to get here. I say we have some fun in the sun and then leave before we can get in trouble."
As this wasn't a completely horrible idea, Maisy simply shrugged and they continued with their beach day. Linn found so many shells that she filled their towel bag with them. She quickly took all of the shells out when she found out that one of them housed a hermit crab. At first she was afraid of the hermit crab and was terrified that all of her shells would grow legs, but then she followed him around the beach long enough that she decided he was cool and she began checking her other shells for inhabitants.
Maisy mostly enjoyed floating in the ocean and jumping off a big rock to splash Loki. She hadn't been to the beach in forever and she was loving sharing the experience with him.
He splashed around in the water with her for a while before his sunscreen began to wash off and he decided to sit under the umbrella and catch up with reading instead. It didn't take long for Maisy to join him, snuggling up against his side and taking a nap.
Linn ignored their cuddling and kept looking for hermit crabs. Eventually, she found three more hermit crabs, a starfish, a regular crab, and a curious seagull that she befriended with a handful of pretzels. With these creatures assembled, the teenager led them in a glorious battle against the giant illusion shark. Loki kept the shark moving with bored flicks of his fingers, never lifting his eyes from the pages of his books.
"I am a god, ya dull beast," Linn told the shark, "Burdened with glorious porpoises and stuff! You ain't got nothing on me! Take that!"
She stabbed at it with a piece of driftwood she'd found and Loki made the shark fall over and it's tongue loll out. Linn raised her "sword" in triumph and led her army of beach creatures in a victory lap around the body. The starfish was swept out to sea this way and the big crab lost interest, but she still had the seagull and four hermit crabs… until the seagull ate one of the hermit crabs and the other three went into hiding.
At that point, the little group could hear sirens approaching and they saw a helicopter on the horizon. Maisy announced that it was time to go and they packed up and hopped back in the Jeep. Speeding down the road, they passed an official looking black SUV that was headed for the beach and hoped that whatever government agent was driving it wouldn't notice their sandy skin and swimwear.
The ride back to the Sichore home was peaceful and filled with the contentment that came after a good day. Sure they were sandy and a bit itchy, and more than a little sunburnt, but they were also sleepy and enjoying the cool breeze and sunset. Linn was falling asleep in the back, her hair gently blowing across her forehead as she made tired motions with her hands, mimicking the movement of the waves. Maisy smiled softly as she drove, listening to the quiet music on the radio. And Loki decided that, in spite of annoying toddlers, their mothers, the painful sunburns, and the sand in places where sand should not be, he quite enjoyed the beach. Perhaps Midgard was not always inferior to Asgard. It certainly had its charm.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Maisy asked him.
"Mm," he nodded shaking some of the sand out of his hair, "We ought to do this every summer."
"I could get behind that," she turned down the radio volume a bit more and glanced in the rear view mirror to see Linn had fallen completely asleep, a pair of sunglasses barely holding on to her nose. "Next time maybe we could try surfing. I think Linn would like that."
"What does surfing entail?"
"You get a board and you ride the waves with it," she grinned, "It feels like flying."
"Riding the waves? That does sound fun," he yawned and stretched his arms above his head, resting one on Maisy's shoulders as she drove, "Thank you for sharing this piece of your world with me."
"Oh," she blushed a bit, "You're welcome. I'm glad you had a good time. It was nice to show you a bit of my childhood."
"I… I am sorry about the giant shark."
"Yeah… maybe don't do that next time," Maisy laughed. Loki laughed to and that seemed like a good way to end the day, but suddenly Iron Man whooshed overhead, quickly followed by Thor and the Quinjet. Maisy hit the brakes, gaping at the super heroes and then turned to Loki. "Uh, you didn't leave the shark on the beach, did you?"
"My dearest wife, I suggest you, as they say in Midgard, 'floor it'. I'd hate to be around when they find out the shark is an illusion and then start pointing fingers at who could have possibly made such an illusion."
Maisy considered how mad the Avengers might be when they found out that Loki terrorized a beach full of people and she hit the gas.
A note from the author: Thanks for reading! I'm so glad you decided to join me in this crazy after the story adventure. This one shot is not supposed to take place at any particular time. It is neither before nor after the events of the main story, or even during. It just... is. It's fanfiction, it doesn't have to fit any timeline lol. I hope you enjoyed it and all of the silly beach shenanigans that our friends got up to.
As I said in the last chapter of To Have and To Hold, I hope to do many more of these one shots as well as some deleted scenes I have and possibly even some reviewer/character Q&A's if you guys would be up for that. Or even just some silly fourth wall breaking drabbles. Basically, whatever kooky thoughts about these characters pop into my thinker will probably end up here. And if you have any story ideas feel free to suggest them. I'm not going to guarantee that I'll get to them, but I don't mind a bit of inspiration if there is something you'd like to see.
It'll mostly be fluff and nonsense, but I can't promise you that there won't be a teeny tiny bit of angst too... because I literally cannot stop myself from coming up with angsty stories.
Okay, I think that's enough of my blabbering. I will see you all in the next one shot, which I'll hopefully post in a week or so. Have a great week until then! :)