Author's Note: I think that having a set update schedule will help me.

Chapter 15 : Three People, One Moment

He didn't end up leaving. He'd meant to but he was just so tired and it was dark outside and it was so much warmer in the barn and he was an idiot.

This entire time he'd been such an idiot. He had let the child see him and then had stayed in the barn and for all he knew the child was telling his parents at present and an entire mob of angry Frost Giants would come after him.

He wondered if he would win. Which led, somehow, to whether Loki was alright.

What will he be doing now? Is he hurt? Has he found friends? Or maybe he's Midgard's ruler now. Thor smiled to himself. Wouldn't that be funny. Then they'd both be kings. Would he ever be king? What if Father never forgave him?

/O\\\

Loki was content. He was sitting around a campfire with his new acquaintances - friends? - and eating some sort of sweet that had to be toasted before it was eaten. At least according to Darcy.

Apparently Eric had had far too much to drink and had forgotten all about telling him to leave. Loki had thanked the Norns profusely for that. But he still seemed disapproving whenever Loki spoke about Asgard.

So far, Jane had asked him about many parts of Asgard. At first, she stayed mainly at the more scientific aspects of everything. The Bifrost, sedir and how aging works. But Darcy had started asking him about food one day and that had broken the barrier. Now they both asked questions on anything that came to mind even Eric sometimes looked on interestedly. Everything from animals to how messages were transported was asked of him. It felt nice, having people who were interested about his books and sedir.

Darcy was teaching him how to use Midgardian technology which is a bit like sedir. It was quite mesmerising, really how these little devices could find anything for you, a feat which might take several days in the archives on Asgard. He found that many bits of the technology had the same logo on them. Stark Industries. He had 'Googled' this company and had found the owner - Anthony Stark. He learnt much about the man and secretly wanted to meet him. He hoped that he could.

"Hey, Kiki, you still with us?" Darcy asked, nudging his shoulder. The infernal 'nickname' had been given as a term of endearment but it annoyed him no end. When he voiced this, Darcy started using it on every occasion. At least it wasn't to mock him.

"Yes, I just drifted off for a moment."

"It's cool. Anyway, what I was asking was, 'Is your brother hot?'

"Darcy! Oh my God!" Jane exclaimed, hands over her mouth.

"I do not believe he has a fever."

"Well, I have a new project!" said Darcy, giving what is referred to as an 'evil laugh'.

/O\\\

Frost was confused. He met an Aesir and he wasn't in its belly. Maybe this one wasn't hungry. But he seemed friendly.

It was funny. He was just taking the goats to their barn but when he was going to set down some hay for them he found someone very different. He wondered why the Aesir was even here. They didn't come at all. Ever, ever, ever. But there was one right in the barn.

He should tell Amma, but she might tell Guard Cannorson. And then his friend would have to leave. He didn't want that. Plus, his friend told him not to.

He couldn't wait to see him again tomorrow.

Author's Note: So what do you think? Review, please! It helps me understand what you like, dislike or would like me to clarify.

Also, I know Frost is unoriginal but when I tried to translate it to Old Norse, it just gave me Frost.

There isn't much of this story left honestly. Only about five more chapters.

The next update will be on the 15th.