"Blue Jeans."

I scowled, rubbing my hand over my forehead. I pressed the phone to my ear with the other hand, draping my body over the bed diagonally.

"Ugh. Doc. You woke me up."

"You were still sleeping? Jesus, it's like two. In the afternoon."

"Bye-"

"Blue Jeans! By Lana Del Rey."

I waited for him to say something next, but he didn't.

"What?"

"What do you mean, what? I said Blue Jeans."

"What do you mean, Blue Jeans?" I shut my eyes and tried not to yell at the dude. "Stephen, I woke up like a minute ago, and if you continue with this vague stupidness I swear I'll gonna hang up on you and never wake up again."

"You came up with the code, Lee!" He had raised his voice, but mid-way his sentence he went back to whispering. I was guessing there was someone beside him. "Excuse me for a mo," I heard him say mutedly, and I rolled my eyes, throwing a leg over my pillow.

"How am I supposed to remember-"

"Thor is here." I bolted up. "With his evil brother."

"He's adopted!" Thor called out from the other side, and I snorted through all the adrenaline suddenly rushing in my veins. I grabbed my pants, threw them on, and changed the hand I was holding the phone with.

"I'm coming. Just need to find a different clean...shirt-"

"You don't need to share that information, for god's sake," Strange said, and I could just imagine him rolling his eyes.

"Just hold them there, and do not let Loki get away. Remember the plan?"

"Better than you remember the code," He retorted. "Just get over here."

"Yeah yeah," I hung up on him, and rushed into the restroom. Thor was here. My pulse was racing. So, after all this idling around, we were actually doing something now. I was doing something. Woah, I was meeting Thor. And Loki. The Asgardians. Thor Ragnarok had been one of my favorite movies ever, and I had grown a serious crush on Taika Waititi since watching it. However, that was very irrelevant, wasn't it? Anyway, I brushed my teeth, put on a hoodie, a fancy jacket, and stepped into the sanctum's reception room.

I nodded at Doc, who was standing up instead of sitting in the armchair like in the movie. I gave him an eye-roll at his sarcastic look, and spun around to Thor, sitting on the other armchair with his mug of beer. He looked confused at the appearance of a teenager.

"Hi." I plopped down on the seat, grinning.

"Hello, Earthling." He answered, and I tried hard not to giggle. "I am Thor, son of Odin."

"And I'm Regis, Daughter of...Ana?" I was probably sure that was mom's english name. Oh right. Was I supposed to use my dad's name? This was confusing. "Anyhoo, where's Loki?"

I gave Strange a pointed look, and he crossed his arms. "I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother Loki," He faced Thor again. "Is one of these beings."

"He's a worthy inclusion," Thor raised his glass good-naturedly. I sighed.

"Doc. I thought you remembered the plan? Release Loki, I talk to Loki, he leaves the," I made a motion with my hands that looked like I was shaping a cube. "In its place and boom! Plan four i's worked!"

"It's actually three i's," Strange muttered, and I snorted.

"By now you should really get that I have a short-term memory."

"You remind me constantly," He murmured, then clapped his hands. "Fine. One God of Mischief, served right up."

We all heard Loki before we saw him. I crossed my legs as there was a yell, coming from above, not bothering to look up. There was a thud as he landed, and he raised his head with a murderous face that would've been very very scary if I hadn't watched this movie, or the entire Thor series. Poor poor Loki.

"I..have been falling, for-"

"Thirty minutes, right. Got that." Maybe my long term memory was really good. Or maybe, I had seen this movie four too many times. Whatever it was, I clasped my hands together, Sherlock style, and tried to look cool.

"Hello, Loki."

He looked torn between curiosity at Ms. Mysterious and the urge to stab Dr. Strange. Luckily, the questioning look in his eyes won over and he tilted his body towards me. "Who are you, girl?"

I couldn't resist it. "I am your savior," I said dramatically, and pointedly did not look at Strange. God, it was as if the image of him rolling his eyes were permanently ingrained in my mind, and I couldn't help seeing it at every possible moment.

"Wha-?"

Thor burped. "Sorry for the interruption, but we have much more pressing matters at hand. We are looking for our father, Odin."

"Yeah, okay." I smiled tightly. "Can you just wait a moment, because this is really important, too. I need to have a word with your brother." I waved a hand at Strange. "He will tell you about where your father is. Won't you, Doc?" I gave him a pretty-please-say-yes look that made him answer with a you're-exhausting-and-you-own-me-a-favor look and sigh.

"Come on, Thor." He stood and they both disapparated. I mean, I'm supposed to call it some other really long term that lost itself in my brain, but you know. Harry Potter did a much better job with spells. At least they were memorable.

I gestured toward the now disoccupied seat, plastering on a careful smile directed at Loki. "Why don't you take a seat?"

I was feeling pretty great about how this was going so far. I did not embarrass myself with my dead fangirlness, I didn't blurt any spoilers out, or at least any important ones, and Loki was actually listening to what I was saying. He was really hot, though. Whoa. I blinked. Focus, girl.

"Hi." I said that before. Fuck. "Um," Work, brain! Work! Why was it that the exact moment I thought this was going well, it all went to pieces? Karma was a bitch.

"What word do you wish to share with me?" He asked, leaning back in his seat and looking completely at ease that I blinked again. Okay. I can do this. I was not letting this dude win in my homeground.

"I have a particular set of skills," I started, never minding that I sounded like Liam Neeson. "That lets me know certain things. Like, for instance, that you weren't the one who actually wanted to enslave Earth years ago."

He narrowed his eyes. "I had wanted to be the ruler of-"

"Let's face it. Somebody, whose name starts with a T and ended with a S, strung you along for it." I leaned forward. "And, he's coming to somewhat finish his game."

Loki went stiff, his face paling and I briefly wondered if this had been a bad idea. Almost definitely. But then he schooled his look just as quickly as it had arrived and stared back at me with an intensity that made me want to look away. Of course, like the badass I was, I casually did. Fuck. This dude was good.

"How do you know these things? Midgardians are not intelligent enough to keep track of what happens in the galaxy," He said dismissively, and sent me a sharp look. "But you are not Asgardian,"

"Yeaaaah. I'm me. And that's who I am." I smiled back brightly. "Anyhoo, we have a plan to stop Thanos, and you need to do just one thing, for the sake of half the world."

"Which is?"

I took a breath. "When you see a certain Tesseract somewhere in the universe, wherever it is, you need to leave it there."

There was a beat of silence, and I winced.

"Yeah, I know it doesn't make a lot of sense right now, but please. I know what's going to happen, and I know it's going to be lot better for your personal health care plan if you just do what I say."

Loki tilted his head in that way of his, that screamed I'm planning something and sane people should immediately run away. Sadly, I was starting to think I was not on the sane side of life.

He licked his lower lip with a motion that simultaneously freaked me out and turned me on. "When you said you know certain things, you mean the future." He said, more of a question than a statement, and I scrunched up my face.

"Maybe...?"

"You know what's going to happen to me. My brother. Asgard."

"...Yeah." Immediately I knew it was the wrong answer, because he coiled back in his seat like a cat that had just found its next prey. I smiled hesitantly. "No?"

"You're going to tell me what happens." He drawled, and I raised my eyebrows.

"You sound very certain of that."

"You get used to being certain when you've lived for more than a thousand years." He stroked his chin. "So, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way."

"What's the easy way?"

"You tell me the events that are going to take place in the near future."

"The hard way?"

"I make you tell me."

I tilted my head. "Okay, what was the easy way again?"

Anger flashed across his face and I smirked and was about to say something when Thor and Doc appeared again, shaking hands. "Thank you very much for your help," Thor said pleasantly, and I gave Loki a lopsided grin.

"You should get going."

"This isn't over." He said in a low voice, and I smiled.

"Well, it certainly seems over. Wait." I made a thoughtful face. "I don't think you need a thousand years to be confident. How surprising."

Loki glowered, and I stood, facing Thor. "Bye, Thor. Hope you have a good luck...um...finding you dad..." Man, this was messed up. I knew he was going to pass away. But, what was I supposed to say?

"Thank you, Anadaughter." Thor answered, and looked at Loki. "Let's go, brother."

"Don't forget your umbrella," Doc pointed out, and Thor nodded, holding out a hand and we all listened to the cacophony of crashing noises. He winced. My serious, professional side was threatened deeply because I really was a moment away from bursting out laughing. Then, I realized that I would most likely be the person cleaning all the shit up. The grin wiped itself off pretty quickly.

"Sorry." Thor said, wincing, and Strange looked annoyed, but that was kind of his resting bitch face. Well, resting annoyed face.

"He's waiting for you."

Loki stood too, giving me a controlled look that was kind of...spooky. Like he was planning something. I beamed back at him.

The portal opened, Thor walking through and I opened my mouth to remind Loki to leave the space stone where it was.

And then, of course, everything went to hell.

Loki stepped through the portal, whirled around to face me and pulled out a dagger from under his sleeve and threw it, all in the blink of an eye. I froze, my mind going what the FUCK I'M DEAD and the dagger became a whip that wound around my wrist and as Doctor Strange shouted something-probably my name- I was dragged through like a dog on a leash.


A/N: Okay, so the Asgardian duo makes their appearance. Great. Loki is bloody hard to write.

Plot is plotting, everyone. Thanks for all the F&F&R hope more people can review! 으악 내 의식의 흐름은 소름끼치도록 재밋는거 같아 진짜 혼잣말을 줄이자,,,혼자서 웃고 있으면 사람들이 쳐다봄

오케이 내가 이 팬픽 관련 프라이빗 메세지를 받았는데 어떤 사람이 타노스의 성격에 대한 거의 에세이를 써줌 그리고 장면같은 걸 추천해주고 그러는 데 좀 부담스러움...ㅋ 그리고 뭔 소리 하는 지도 모르겠고. 어뜩하지그냥 계속 무시할까? ㅇㅇ그래야할듯