Popcorn. I was aching for some popcorn.

I mean, the sight in front of me needed some popcorn. I was literally watching an action movie.

Valkyrie scissored her legs around Hulk's head and drove her fists down on his head, but he ducked, grabbing and throwing her down to the ground. She rolled to a stop, then raised her head, grinning maniacally.

Hulk roared, slamming into her and there was a flurry of movements, punches and jabs and kicks and elbows. Hulk was way bigger and way stronger than Val, but she was far more nimble, and even I, who had no experience with fighting whatsoever, could see that she had a lot of tricks up her sleeve.

Val repeatedly punched Hulk's chest with such force that he was driven back, and he blocked, swiped an arm around, making her duck. He grunted, raising her up and throwing her over his shoulder. Then he jumped down on her, striking her face and they wrestled for control.

I yawned. Well, I had to admit, it got tiring after an hour. But I still wanted popcorn. My mind wandered elsewhere, as I rubbed at my eyes.

Yesterday had been a disaster.

Loki had sulked so hard after talking to Thor, and that mood had continued, even after seeing Thor get beaten up by Hulk in the arena. Being in the same space as him had felt like suffocating, and I had tried to cheer him up to no avail.

So when I saw that he was still very very angry this morning, I had escaped. Val invited me to her training with Hulk, so I came here. And was watching this highly action-packed training scene that hadn't happened in the movie for good reasons, which was that it was interesting, yes, but not much.

And then Val flipped Hulk around in some fancy move my eyes couldn't follow and sat on his green muscled back, holding back his arms. "Yield," She hissed, her breathing restricted, and after a moment of struggle, Hulk slumped.

"Angry girl, win." He muttered slowly.

"Yes!" She sang, jumping up. I shook my head. I was way younger than her, but she was way more energized.

I clapped weakly. "Yay, you."

Hulk stood up. "Another round-"

"No. No way." I interrupted him, desperate for them to do something else, now. "You guys should rest."

"Fine then." Val grinned. "I'll go get some water. You two stay here."

Then she strode off out of the gym. I gulped, slowly turning to look around at Hulk, who had sat down, looking mildly bored and mildly angry, like always. He was really really big. Even his sitting form was as tall as me. I wandered closer to him, despite my screaming self-preservation.

"Hi."

"Weak girl," He acknowledged, and I frowned.

"I'm not weak. I'm just young. And I don't know how to fight."

He peered at me, his big eyes alarmingly disarming. "Hulk strong. Hulk can fight. Hulk teach you?"

I blinked, surprised. "You want to teach me?"

"Angry girl's friend. My friend." He said gruffly. I had to grin.

"Aww. That's so cute. You're my friend, too." I patted his arm absentmindedly, and cringed when I realized what I had done. But, he didn't throw me across the room or something. He just looked shocked too.

Fortunately, that was the moment Val walked back inside. She tilted her head at the state of us two, and rolled her eyes.

"Why do you always manage to get in weird moments with people?" Val asked skeptically, and I gritted my teeth, refusing to blush.

"It's not me. It's them." I retorted. Well, it was kind of me. I was like a magnet to awkward moments. I cast my eyes to the heavens, wishing I was more elegant, or at least a bit graceful. Wait, did that both mean the same thing?

I sighed. Fuck me.


Loki was still sulking.

I paused, my hand still on the door handle. I could literally see the dark cloud lingering over his head. I sighed, steeling myself for the necessary conversation to come.

"Why are you so angry?"

"I'm not angry," Came the brisk answer. I rolled my eyes out of this dimension.

"Yes you are. You're angry. Stop trying to argue with me, and just tell me."

"Now I'm angry." Loki muttered. He stood up from the couch, turning around to face me. "I'm none of your business. Stay out of it."

"I'm making you my business," I cringed. That totally sounded like a line from a romance novel. I sighed. "I know you're angry at Thor. And probably Odin too. But you can't just harbor all that grudge inside you and let it fester. You gotta talk to people."

"And what would make you think I'd talk to you?" He hissed malevolently.

"Because I'm the only one offering." I crossed my arms firmly, because I really couldn't deal with his mood anymore. "Also, I kind of live with you, and I don't want to keep tiptoe-ing around you anymore."

"You weren't doing a great job," Loki muttered after a moment, and visibly deflated like a popped balloon. He made a face, like why am I living with you? I hate you, but there was no real bite to it. He sat back down on the couch, legs crossed indian-style, and I plopped down next to him. He gave me the side-eye, and shifted away.

"So...?" I probed not so subtly.

"Yes." He breathed out, the word sounding like a sigh. "I am mad. Mad at Thor."

"Why?" I figured that why was better than I told you so.

"He does not see what I see." I noticed his fist tighten around his ankle. "He does not even attempt to see. He believes I meant to weaken Odin, to k-kill him. But I didn't. I just wanted..."

I pursed my lips.

"Loki. For you, Odin died almost three weeks ago. But for Thor, well, he died yesterday. He's still grieving, and he thinks if he pins the blame on someone, it'll feel better." I tried a hesitant but reassuring smile. "But he's wrong. We know that. You didn't kill Odin, and you didn't mean to."

"But he-"

"He'll come around. I promise." I gave him a pointed look. "You shouldn't care so much about what other people think."

"I don't." Loki looked weirdly offended.

"You tried to destroy a world just to make your dad proud. Yeah, you care." I sighed half-heatedly. "I know it's probably going to be hard to change your mindset, but you have to focus on yourself, and what you want. It's your life. I know that you love slash hate your family, but your life should be determined by what kind of family you had. You need to get a life, aside from just being a prince, or Asgardian, or a frost giant."

"My life." He repeated, looking uncharacteristically uncertain. "I haven't...thought of that."

"Yeah, I could see." I smirked, patting his knee. "But don't worry. You just have to have some existential crises, and everything will be fine."

"That doesn't sound fine," He muttered, and I snorted lightly.

"Everyone goes through it. You're just very very late." I shrugged. "Everything will be fine."

He gave me a look like nothing is fine. I flashed him an optimistic smile. "Now, let's go talk to Thor."


Thor was having a conversation with Val. I noticed, a moment too late, that it was the scene from the movie. Fuck. My mind went still. What was I supposed to do? I knew that Thor jumped out of the window, and that Hulk followed, but...I wasn't ready to jump out of the window. I would definitely die if I did.

"I'm not talking to-"

"Shh," I shushed Loki, dragging him behind one of the guards. "Wait a moment."

I was pretty doomed. Loki shouldn't be here. Ugh, I was going to orchestrate a beautiful moment between the siblings, hopefully help them overcome their obvious stupidity, but this wasn't it. What do I do? I was literally having a mental breakdown.

Loki, on the other hand, was oblivious to my inner turmoil. He just looked seriously annoyed. "Why did you bring me here if you were going to-"

I strode into the room. I had a semi-plan that I had come up with from thin air, that depended on a certain rage-fueled green individual not being rage-fueled. Yeah, that sounded hopeful. I skirted past Val and Thor, who were arguing beautifully-man they were both so attractive-, and went to stand next to Hulk.

"Hey," I whispered. Val was talking now, "I'm not getting dragged into another one of Odin's family squabbles," And then Thor was like "What's that supposed to mean?" and Hulk turned to me.

"Yes?" He grunted, toying with the orange ball in his hands. Nobody except him had noticed my existence. Which was slightly insulting. Did I have that less of an impact on people?

"We're friends, right?"

"...Yes," He said, grudgingly. I grinned.

"Great. Will you do me a favor? When you jump out of the window, will you take me with you?"

"...What?"

"You'll figure it out." I looked back outside the door. Loki was undoubtedly lurking at the doorway, glaring at me with a icy look. Huh. I guess I blew the soulful conversation I had with him earlier.

I tried to tell him to go away with my eyes. It didn't work. Then I softly shifted my hands giving him the shoo-ing motion, which he definitely understood, because he then crossed his arms, planting his feet where it was. It was a clear act of defiance and I rolled my eyes, mouthing Go away.

Why, he mouthed back.

I rolled my eyes again, this time with an edge of desperation.

Just do it, I then turned pointedly back to the conversation Thor and Val were having. Well, had been having. I saw Thor's hand sneak out of Val's pouch with the electric something and she pushed him away, saying "Forget it. I have."

Thor nodded.

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Good, great."

"Great," Val repeated, frowning slightly. Thor smiled.

"Thank you."

The frown turned into a scowl. "For what?"

"For this," He raised the device, grinning, and the scowl turned into a glare as Thor gloated. "Didn't see that coming, did you?"

He detached the obedience disk away from his neck, smirking confidently, and I could immediately see why Loki hated/loved his brother so much. His smirk made me want to both smile along and stab his perfect body at the same time. It would be impossible to stay mad at that dude, but he would always be slightly infuriating.

I shrugged. He was still a very very hot surfer dude.

"You know, go ahead. Stay here and get drunk and enslave people for that lunatic. Keep drinking. Keep hiding. But me," Thor turned around to Hulk and gestured for the ball and noticed me. The ball ricocheted off his face, him too occupied with staring at me. "When did you get here?"

"Um, hi." I waved. "Don't mind me. Continue on with your monologue."

He paused, then nodded decisively. He picked up the ball, bounced it with a hand. "I choose to run toward my problems and not away from them. Because that's what-"

The ball rebounded off the window and hit his face again, and I winced as he dropped. Probably should have warned him. But glancing at Loki, and his barely concealed amusement, well. It was kind of worth it.

Thor stood again, shrugging it off coolly. He grinned lopsidedly at Val, who was failing to look impressed.

"Because that's what heroes do."

He hurled himself at the window and I watched as he fell out, Hulk immediately bounding forward on the edge. "Friend stay!" He yelled, and I grabbed his wrist as he was also about to jump.

"Carry me?" I asked hopefully, and he grunted, scooped me up in a bridal carry, and I waved frantically at Val as gravity took hold of us. Falling.


A/N: 킹덤 봤는데 범팔이 너무 기여워 진짜 너무 좋아 주쥰이 계속 나는 이 나라의 세자이다 할때마다 계속 오글거려섴ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ범팔 사랑...서비랑 이어져라...좀비들 너무 기여웤 하트 이모지가 컴퓨터에는 없네...ㅋㅋㅋ

드라마 하이에나 에도 범팔이랑 주쥰 나오는 데 범팔이 거기서도 주쥰 따까리...ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 둘의 케미는 변하지가 않아...범팔이 불쌍...주접을 떨고 있네...범팔 사랑