Ravonna was pouring tea as she heard Mobius arrive right on time. "Come in Mobius, I have your tea ready" she smiled as she sat down primly on her couch with a cup of tea in her own hand and gave a sip and a smile, there was a stack of folders next to her and she tapped the top one with her finger tip. "perfect timing really as I JUST finished reading your report on yesterdays on your Variants reform session, that was his first offical one if I am not mistaken" she smiled and then patted the seat next to her. "So tell me...how long do you think it will be before he is trained enough to be trusted out on the field. I have a lot of cases stacking up and I want to get you and him out there working them as soon as you feel you can keep him in line"
Seeing the many folders there, Mobius knew this was going to be an extremely long meeting. He then sat down, doing as he was asked, and then raised an eyebrow hearing about what he had done to Loki.
"Don't you worry about a thing, I am taking care of things. He was in the time sequence loop yesterday on a memory from his childhood. He was just a little tyke, and had such a moment with his mother, it set him straight. For the moment, until he was rather rude to Miss Minutes. So, I used the TVA approved paddle on him, and it made a very well deserved impact on him. So then...that being said, yeah, I think he is ready to assist me. Not really ready for him to be on his own, but I will work closely with him, in the next cubicle. What do you think?"
Ravonna was thumbing through the folder and she tilted her head and smiled at the TVA agent. "Mobius, you know as well as I do that the Loki Variant is the most chaotic of all variants, while I do have faith in your abilities and seem to have the Variant reined in for the time being, I would feel much more comfortable if he could at least pass the basic orientation test of TVA protocols with at least a passing grade of 80 % before he is given his jacket and allowed to go out on the field with you...you forget that once outside of the TVA he will have his magic abilities back and I don't trust he will be able to control himself, or that even YOU Mobius will be able to control him...so I am afraid I have to deny your request, he will continue to stay under strict variant protocols under your extreme supervision...sorry Mobius...you understand."
One thing about Mobius was, he was very understanding. He respected Ravonna, and he knew that she meant well. Taking a moment, he simply nodded his head, and cleared his throat.
"Yes, yes of course Ravonna, I completely understand. I will take care of anything you ask of me." He then stood up, looking down at the women he had such feelings for, but he knew they would never be reciprocated. This was just one of the things he needed to understand, and nodded again. "You are right, he is too much of a liability. So yes, I will go ahead and see about taking care of our variant. Er...may I be excused now? Are we finished here?"
Ravonna looked surprised, she had expected him to at least try to argue his case, but it proved to her that even Mobius knew that Loki wasn't ready and she stood up. "Oh...leaving so soon? you have only had one cup" she said then shrugged, "But I suppose you do have your hands full don't you...Your main priority now is to get Loki to pass the orientation test...after that...well then we can talk again about where to go from there" she said and then dismissed Mobius.
Loki had been sitting on the couch outside of Ravonas office, it reminded Loki if how he had to sit outside the throne room when Oden was in meetings with his tutors, he kept his hands on his lap and looked around at the drab decor unti he heard the door open and Mobius appeared and he jumped up now. "What did she say?"
"She denied my request to allow you, your own cubicle. So you're just going to have to work alongside with me in close quarters. and she doesn't trust you fully yet, and to be honest, I have to go alongside with what she says. I'm sorry. You are just going to need to focus more on your training and try to at least pass your orientation. "
Loki instantly went into a sulky mode and continued to follow after the agent. "Training? you mean watching those horrible propaganda videos with Miss Minuets all day" he groaned.
"Hey, come on now they aren't really that bad they are educational, Listen, I am really not here to make it hard for you. You know you need to understand some things. But understand this Loki, I am rooting for you. I know you're going to do better." They arrived to the processing center. Sitting down, he then turned on the computer. "Instead of starting with your videos, why don't you help me update the database. Come here, sit down, and I will show you the ropes."
Loki hated this, there was nothing more tedious than paperwork and all of this was as dull as dirt and it was so boring, he sat there fidgeting still and jiggling his leg "Mobius...PLEASE I can't think of anything more infinitely tortuous than having to sit here and update a database! Please there HAS to be something different I can do!"
Mobius stayed there typing at some things on the computer, and then he glanced over to Loki.
"It's not for torture, believe me if I wanted to torture you I would put you back in the punishment loop. Do you want that? Hmmm?" His stern gaze stayed on the variant, and then went back to looking up some files. "Tell you what, I can have you do something for me, hmmm? We are in the process of uploading files into the computer. You go down to the library vault, and grab some boxes? Can I trust you, to go and do that?"
Hearing the thinly veiled threat of the Punishment Loop Room he straitened up a bit, but hearing that he was allowed to run an errand to the library, even if it was just for boxes, he was more than happy to do that as it was something other than sitting in front of these boring computers. "Yes Mobius, you can trust me to do that, I remember where the library is, I won't get lost, I will make you proud" he said smiling a little too happily and reached his hand out for the 'Variant Errand' pass so he wouldn't be seen as a variant doing what he shouldn't by one of the Minuet Men.
Mobius knew he was taking a risk having Loki go off on his own, and he then cleared his throat before the variant left.
"Hey kid? If I find out that you do anything that isn't what I requested,I will go ahead and promise you of something very painful happening to you again from before," He gave a wink, and then turned back to his computer.
Loki hearing that warning knew exactly what Mobius meant and he his hand went to his bottom like a little child being warned by his papa and he nodded his head looking a little more serious. "Yes, yes of course Mobius, you will get no trouble from me, I will be right back" he said and he then started to quickly speed walk down the hall toward the large looming library and he entered the main area and followed the sign to the vaults and knocked on the door before pushing it open.
"Hello? I am on an errand from my handler." He said holding out his pass. "I am supposed to be grabbing some boxes?" he said looking around and seeing only one older woman there. "Hello are you deaf or hard of hearing? I need the boxes he said impatiently.
The Elderly looking woman that went by the name Mable was slowly typing, when she heard the sounds of someone around her. Looking up from her reading glasses, she looked upward seeing a very handsome young man, and slowly stood up, reaching out to the pass looking at it.
"Oh, hello young man...let's see" She looked to the pass, and then glanced over to the boxes. "Take those ones, the larger green boxes. Those go upstairs to receiving. Um...the brown boxes are to be given to the editing department. Do you think you can handle that?"
Loki frowned a bit as he looked at the boxes. "I'm sorry but I don't think you heard me woman, I am supposed to be taking ones to Mobius, he is in data processing, I am not a delivery boy you know" he said with a frown. "I'm not going to just run boxes all over creation! I am a god you know! not an errand boy!"
"Sir...please keep your voice down! And I am not ordering you to do these things, but a strapping young lad as yourself can certainly help an elderly lady like myself, hmm? And you say you are a god? Then you must be very strong, hmmm? So if you can please take the right boxes, to the right areas, I will share some hard candy with you. Huh? Does that sound like a good time?"
Loki pressed his face into a frown. "You cannot simply try and butter me up and try to BRIBE me with foolish gifts" he said and he stepped over to the stacks of boxes. "I don't need to PROVE to you how strong I am, get someone else to run your little errands, now tell me where the BOXES are that MOBIUS needs for DATA COLLECTION or I just may lose my temper with you hag!" he said in a brash way he spoke to those whom he saw as beneath him or stupid.
Mable just raised an eyebrow listening to the handsome young man, and then closed a book that she had been reading. She frowned hearing him use such harsh words with her.
"Excuse me young man, that is not the way to get things done. I am sorry, but for that little remark, I am not going to share with you the boxes that are needed. There are seven colors, I suppose you will have to go back to where you came from and ask someone else." She then put up a sign noting that she was on lunch, and turned her back now leaving. "Rude."
Loki frowned at her "Well you are absolutely no help at all are you" he said and then looked at the stack of boxes. "Well I know its not green or brown at least" he pondered and then looked at the yellow, white boxes then the red one, they were all sealed so he was just going to have to guess and try to remember if he had seen any of the colored boxes in Mobius office, he finally decided to just take a wild guess and he gathered up the blue boxes and then started back out of the library and to Mobius's desk.
"Here you are Mobius, just as you asked of me!" he said setting them don on the desk.
Mobius stayed there typing something and then heard Loki return. He cocked his head a bit, looking down to one of the boxes that the variant had brought. His eyes narrowed a bit, as he looked to see the blue boxes, and just looked upward at Loki.
"Blue boxes? Loki...I thought you were getting the files for me? The files I need are in yellow boxes. The blue boxes are for shipping, brown is editing, green is for receiving, white is for admin, red is HR, and the black boxes, well those are for the Watchers." He then gave a sigh. "Why didn't you ask Mabel for the ones you actually needed? She would have given you, what you asked for."
Lokis cheeks blushed a bit and he quickly answered him. "What? oh yes yes of course, of course, that short tawdry broad, she was absolutely no help at all, I asked her for help but she refused to help me, so I had to figure it out myself as she just left me there to go to lunch, very irresponsible and rude I might add." he said and quickly grabbed the boxes back up. "I will go and get the right ones now" he said backing out of his cubical. "You know they really should mark the boxes better"
Mobius didn't like anyone to refer to Mabel as useless, since she was very old, and a seasoned agent in her time. Hearing that, he simply stood up, now calling out to Loki.
"Wait...just a moment there pal. Listen, Mabel is never to be referred to as a broad. She is respected here, and I highly doubt she wasn't able to help you. One of the first things she does, is ask if someone needs assistance. So my question to you is, whatever did you do to not get her help? What did you say to her?" Mobius now put his hands, on his hips, narrowing his eyes.
Loki clutched the boxes still in front of him as if to use a shield between him and Mobius and he shrugged trying to feign ignorance. "I...I diddnt say anything to her...she was being completely unreasonable, she was babbling about boxes I diddnt need and was trying to make me do work for her...she was being very condenscending to me and even tried to bribe me I was left with absolutely no choice Mobius...but I don't see how any of this pertains to me right now so I will just return these boxes for the correct ones as you yourself said you wanted" he said trying very hard to make his exit.
Mobius stayed there looking directly at Loki, and then he sighed, calling out to Miss Minutes. "Miss Minutes, can you please play back conversation between Miss Mabel, and the variant? time stamp 18:37 to 18:40" Miss Minutes suddenly appeared, and glanced over to Loki, then nodding her head with a little giggle, started to wind back, and then spoke up. "Yes of course, right away Mobius..." She then opened her mouth, going back to what was said.
"Hello are you deaf or hard of hearing?" She then continued, getting one other thing was said. "I'm not going to just run boxes all over creation! I am a GOD you know! not an errand boy!" She stopped and rewound and then, continued reeling more. "You cannot simply try and butter me up and try to BRIBE me with foolish gifts.", "I don't need to PROVE to you how strong I am...get someone else to run your little errands...now tell me where the BOXES are that MOBIUS needs for DATA COLLECTION or I just may lose my temper with you hag!" Once Miss Minutes was finished, she then stared right to Loki, and disappeared. Mobius, having heard that, now raised an eyebrow, looking right towards Loki.
"And just how is that not saying something to her? Hmmmm? I asked a very simple request, and this is what happens? You're in trouble." Mobius now took off his blazer, and now started to roll back his sleeves.
Lokis blood ran cold as he watched Mobius call on Miss Minuets to essentially tattle on him and his face was bright red and he shook his head and pointed to where Miss Minuets had been. "That, that is all out of context I assure you...Mobius...Mobius!" he said with panic in his voice as he saw him taking off his blazer, and rolling back his sleeves and he now dropped the boxes and held up his hands. "Mobius...please...Okay..okay I admit maybe I was a little short with her...B-but I was trying to the task you sent me...I ...I'm not used to having to deal with bureaucracy! and...and Mobius please" he said seeming to melt into a puddle of fear like a child who's father was home from work and about to deal with an errant son.
Mobius stayed there looking to Loki, and he didn't pity him, he wasn't pleased in the least bit and continued, standing there with his sleeves rolled back. He simply walked over to Loki, reaching out and yanking him by the ear like a small boy.
"Oh you haven't begun to be sorry young man." He then he tapped the coordinates to Lokis cell and a glowing door appeared and he pulled Loki through it so that they were now both in his spares cell and he pulled a chair from the corner of the room and seated himself in it on a fluid movement he pulled Loki over his lap. But of course, he hadn't started with the punishment. Not before he pulled down Loki's pants, and then seeing his orange briefs Mobius grinned. He then pulled them roughly down, revealing the pert, round, and bubble backside. He had to take a moment, to really look at it. It was delightfully memorizing.
"Nobody disrespects Miss Mabel, and you will soon realize never to do it ever again!" He then raised his palm into the air, and soon started to smack it down, across the cheeks.
Having his ear grabbed like that made a shock course through him as it was so surprise and so humiliating at the same time, he then felt himself turned over Mobius's lap which it was different to the last time when he had been bent over the table, his heart was racing as he felt his pants pulled down along with his standard TVA underpants and he felt much more on display then when he had the back flap to his jumpsuit, he felt the pause and was certain that Mobius was taking account of his bare ass and it made his face grow redder and he squirmed uncomfortably on his lap and his throat felt tight as he tried to push up and attempt to talk his way out of this.
"No...Mobius...Please I...I am sorry I AM...I am not used to all of this please...don't- AHH!...AHHHHH!" he yelped as the hand made contact over his seat and the pain from just his hand was shocking and he jerked his head up, tears already swelling in his eyes as he was not at all happy that he was getting spanked for a second day in a row by Mobius, it was so degrading to him on so many levels.
"Do NOT give me your excuses, and do not think for one moment, this is something that's never going to happen again! With the way your attitude has been in a matter of a day, yeah this is something you will probably OBVIOUSLY getting used to this." His hand smacked down and just continued, and as he did this he smirked a bit as Loki's bottom was turning rapidly pink, and now turning rosy red. Now leaning Loki down a little bit further, he continued smacking Loki's sit spots, hitting them nice, hard, and firm.
Being leaned down Loki had to put his hands on the floor as this position had left him completely helpless and he was now bawling despite himself and he was sure that Mobius was using that horrible paddle from the other day but he glanced over his shoulder and saw it was simply just his hand and he felt a firm solid impact on his cheeks that forced his head to look strait forward again and he continued to cry heavily now as Mobius was making it very clear that he was not going to put up with his excuses or shenanigans and he started to kick his feet up as the pain to his more tender sit spots were burning like fire and he could't speak anymore from the fire that Mobius was raining down on him.
"You're like a naughty little boy pal! I cannot believe it..." He then finished off with a dozen more smacks, and once he was finished he just allowed Loki to lie there. He hadn't really had the means to comfort, but for some reason he really wanted to do it to Loki. "Alright, alright...it's over, just...you know, cry it out." He set a gentle hand onto Loki's back, running it along the variant's back, and as he did this his hand got a little lower. Nothing was going sexual in a sense, but Mobius wanted him to know in a sense, he did care.
Loki felt fully humbled now over Mobius lap now, well spanked just as Mobius said, like a naughty boy, and he certainly felt just like that and it was not something he was used to feeling, he continued to sniffle as he lay there, feeling Mobius hand, the same one that had caused him so much pain was now soothing and he sensed that despite how strict Mobius was with him, that he maybe somehow really cared about him and his face seemed to grow redder with that thought and he sniffled and tired to as best he could to quickly dry his face to wipe away the shame before trying to push himself up off his Mobius's lap grasping for his underpants and slacks trying to avoid making eye contact with the agent who had just reduced him to tears.
"Uhhhh...no...you're not to simply remove yourself, until I allow it..." Mobius then pulled at Loki, planting him back firmly, over his lap holding him there. He then, unlooped Loki's belt, folding it, and began smacking it down. The punishment wasn't over, not now. "You're going to learn a few things, when you are in the TVA. You are a variant, and things do not go the way YOU think they go." He now, proceeded to smack the leather belt onto the already sore cheeks.
Loki gasped as he was not expecting that. he was sure it had been over, it had felt over, but now again he was over his lap facing the floor and this time a much worse sting was firing over his cheeks, the shock of this continued punishment took him my surprise enough that he started to shout out in pain and now started to struggle over Mobius's lap and was thrashing his legs. "AHHH MOBIUS! AHHH NO! NO! PLEASE! I want to be DONE! Ive got the MESSSAGE! CEASE this PUNISHMENT RIGHT NOW!" he shouted as with this new wave of unexpected spanking had given a rise to his rebellious nature showing he still had not learned how much he was NOT in control here.
Mobius raised the belt, and stopped for a moment hearing the obvious rebellion coming from the variant. He then smacked it down, and in a flash, stood up. Now, walking Loki towards the corner, he pushed him into it, having his nose hit the wall.
"I refuse to believe you can be this volatile towards me. You are, without question needing an extremely deserved time out. You haven't got the message, in fact, we're going to revisit this sort of act, again. You ever heard of a maintenance spanking?" He kicked at Loki's legs, making him spread out more. "It's going to happen, at the same time every nigh. Miss Minutes?" He saw as she appeared, and then hovered in the air above them. "I want you to set your timer for twenty minutes, and a reoccurring timer for 9:00 PM, every night starting tomorrow."
Loki was sobbing and blubbering now as he was unceremoniously put into the corner and he was in almost shock hearing Mobius laying it out for him and he looked over his shoulder. "What? y-you can't be serious! Mobius..." he said with an unexpected hiccup sniffle which made him sound even more like a spoiled indignant child, now seeing Miss Minuets there taking in the schedule he now just started to pout angrily up at that horrible clock that seemed to be almost looking back at him smugly as she recorded the time, and he reached a hand back to rub at his welted bottom, that belt had been a bitch and with his other hand he tried to swipe at the tears at his face. "M-Mobius this is completely unnecessary! and quhite an over reaction to what I did, I have NEVER been treated like this ever in my entire LIFE!" he continued to rant which was close to a tantrum. clearly a young man who had not been told very much growing up.
Reaching out to Loki, Mobius gripped his wrist now pinning it to his back. Holding it there, he leaned in, now speaking sternly, and closely to the variant.
"Listen...I did NOT give you permission to rub your backside. You are being PUNISHED, therefore rubbing is a privilege. And speaking of privileges, you have lost quite a few. I tried to be fair, and obviously I was wrong to even try. And to be honest, I am shocked you have never been treated like this. Your upbringing was obviously something that should have been better minded, but being who your parents were, I am sure even a Governess couldn't have dealt with the likes of you. You're a spoiled, selfish, vain, and narcissistic little god...and I have ZERO issue putting you down, with a firm hand..." Mobius then released the grip from holding Loki's hand, to now setting a firm hand, grabbing one of his cheeks.
"From this point on, it's "Yes Sir", or "No Sir"...is that clear?"
Loki gasped as his arm was pinned and Mobius's firm commanding voice sent a shiver all the way to the pit of his stomach, he had never been spoken this way before, been truly been made to behave in such a strict fashion, he had been yelled at before, in fact MANY times...but there was never form of consistent accountability before and a small whine escaped his lips now as his chest tightened.
"Y-yes sir." He said through gritted teeth, and squeezed his eyes closed as he felt the pain his bottom and the idea of what Mobius had said about a 'maintenance spanking' that was scheduled for 9:00 and the idea of it sounded horrible as his backside was already throbbing and some tears slipped down his cheeks, now afraid to say anything more or Mobius might create some new punishment for him. "Yes sir" he repeated.
Mobius felt a rush, and he never had had to speak to a variant like this before. But this was different, Loki was a different kind of variant. There was something about him, some sort of feeling that Mobius was having that made him actually care about what was going on around him. His hand stayed on Loki's backside for a little bit longer, and then removing it, he went back for a small pat, and whispered to him gently.
"Good boy." Mobius then stepped away, and looked over to Miss Minutes. "He's got ten more minutes, so please make sure he does not move, and then lights out." Leaving, and heading towards the door, Mobius looked back to Loki. His eyes narrowed, and he then left, heading towards his office.
Lokis ears burned when he heard the sudden praise and he shivered now as he heard him leave him there in his cell alone there with Miss Minuets 'babysitting' and he stood there for 5 more minuets in the corner before he looked over his shoulder at the yellow faced clock who was just watching and ticking and he cleared his throat. "I uh...don't see the point of me running the clock out..I won't tell if you don't" he said and started to step away from the corner to go to his cot, he just wanted to lay down on his stomach and sulk per his usual when he was in trouble.
Miss Minutes glanced back over to Loki who was making some snide remarks, albeit him looking pathetic, and pouty. She just rolled her electronic eyes, and pointed to her clock face.
"Oh variant, you know it's not time for you to move away. I abide by the rules set fourth by Agent Mobius, and I simply cannot allow you to step away. Now please, face the corner, otherwise I will have to bring him back, and explain to him. Now, do you really want that?"
That was a threat that Loki responded to and he now like lightning was back in the corner and was practically pressing himself into the corner and shook his head rapidly. "No no no!" he said with a panting sound as if he were going to hyperventilate. "No need for that Miss Minuets" he said for the very first time calling her by her proper name, clearly Loki was learning if not slowly. "You know Miss Minuets, you are a bit of a tattle tale, d-don't you have anything better to do than torture poor variants?"
Miss Minutes looked to Loki, swaying back and forth just grinning a little bit as she listened to the variant and sighed.
"I am most certainly not a what you call, tattle tale variant, I am doing exactly as I am programmed, and it comes from someone who is an agent. Are you an agent, variant? No, you are not. So...I am just doing my job. I am certainly not torturing you..." She then giggled a bit. "Variant...are you crying still?"
listening to the animated clock made Loki put out with her as she seemed to be teasing him a bit and he was sure of that and he turned his head to glare at her. "NO...I'm not CRYING, I am just irritated that everyone here is treating me like some sort of joke, and if your little butt or whatever passes as a butt for you were torched by an agent you would think it was torture too" he was feeling extra irritated and he just stuck his tongue out at her for good measure. "Now just leave me alone I am certain that 5 minuets have more than passed!"
Miss Minutes just stayed there watching Loki, and she then gave a sigh now responding to him.
"Nobody treats you like a joke. No, what you are being treated like, is a variant. It's what you are, and there isn't anything you can do about it. You take your medicine, and you accept that this is life." She then started chiming, as the time had now fully passed and then shut her timer off. "I will go ahead and alert Agent Mobius that you are complete with your penance and you can prepare for bed, lights out in 3 minuets, sleep well Variant." She said and then disappeared.
Loki hated to admit that he felt alone now that she was gone, she was annoying but at least she was someone to talk to. Now he was left to his own thoughts as he stripped down and got into his cot, laying there staring at the ceiling. his thoughts pulling to Mobius and what he had told him. 'good boy' why had that made him feel that way, it was demeaning wasn't it? he wasn't a boy….and he knew he wasn't good, but it was what Mobius had called him. He felt his body tense and then angrily he curled up, he wanted to sulk not think about how good it had felt to be called a good boy. He forced his eyes closed to go to sleep, he didn't want to think about that or Mobius right now.