I AM SO SORRY! I was very prepared to pump out at least 5 chapters during this Christmas and New Year break I got from my school. But… once I was home, I had no idea how I was going to write this book. I had no idea where to go with it. What I should be going to. Pardon the joke, I didn't know the endgame of this story. But now that I am back at school, boom! I have a bit more idea on what I'm doing. For some reason unless I'm writing when NOT supposed to write, I can write. But when I have time and am allowed, I can't think of anything. Sorry that my dumb brain thinks like this. This chapter took months to write. It's not very good but now that I posted something I have a better idea on where I'm headed with this. If y'all have any suggestions for this book, comment it! More ideas mean more chapters, who knows, your comment might have some say on what happens. CAN'T PROMISE THAT! But it would be nice to hear what you guys think could happen. If anyone wants to draw anything, read this, or do anything with, please comment or DM me plz! I kinda want to know what's going on with the fanbase (If I have any lol) Once again… I'm so sorry guys. Hopefully you stuck through this writer's block and are still willing to deal with this book. Love all you guys!

-Cluelessreader

Chapter 9

She woke up pretty late. The way the sunlight was at the window, it must have been past 12. Pepper turned over, laying her arm over Ton- well what she thought would be Tony… Where did he go? She lifted herself up, seeing nothing was out of place. Oh wait. That was wrong. Something was out of place, or more like added.

The room itself was large, a modern designed space. A California bed on one wall, facing the door out to the hallway. Soft white silk sheets were out of place on the bed. The comfortable pillows were all over, how one stayed under Peppers head at all, she didn't know. Climbing out of the heavenly bed she placed her feet onto the warm light gray carpet, the only saving grace from the cold dark wood floor.

Seeing as how she's the only one in the room, it seems making the bed was up to her. But that 'something added' kind of kept on getting her attention. First things first though, cleaning up the space. It would nag her leaving their room looking like a tornado hit it. Quickly she made the bed, placing all the pillows in the order she had muscle memorized by now. Tony made fun of her once in a while when ever he would see her doing it, but she knew he was just teasing.

With the room looking nice once more, she finally turned her attention to the glass shelves that were to the left of the door. Everything looked in order but not only one thing different but two. A brownish paper rolled up with a wax crest sat on its third shelve. But a photo of Tony and Peter had been placed down. Pepper fixed it and curiously took the… scroll… in her hand. She had a letter opener somewhere. You know what. If Tony was awake then maybe he would already be in the kitchen. She kept the scroll in her hand and happily made her way to the kitchen.

Shouldn't Loki be awake by now? Maybe she should wake him… No. She'll make him some pancakes then wake him up. She was sure he had never had the amazing fluffy cakes before. It would be a welcome surprise to be sure. As she walked into the main room, she easily saw something sharp. Something to open to letter with for sure! Alright. That scroll was peeking her interest more than making breakfast. She slipped the small silver letter opener found and easily placed the letter opener behind the crest. She couldn't break it before seeing the beauty of it.

The crest had twin snakes, each biting the others tail. The crest was a dark emerald green with the snakes and the outside of the circle lined in a shiny gold color. The detail in the snakes were amazing. Who on earth made this?

Oh! Maybe it was a prank by Tony or more Loki. He was the trickster god after all. She smiled as she broke the seal.

The paper was a light brown and somehow very smooth. The writing on the paper was exquisite, but somehow still child like. Clearly a very advanced kid wrote this. Yep, definitely Loki!


Dear Lady Pepper,

I have to thank you for letting me stay in this place with you and Mr. Stark. I saw you with him, waiting by his side, holding his hand. Once I saw that I could tell that your heart as a good sense of loyalty. I wish I had that, If I did I probably would have had the sense to stay. But I no longer want to burden both you and Mr. Stark.

I was a little scared when I heard the glass door open and saw you looking at me. I had no idea how you knew me, but I could see no malice with you. And you remind me so much of my mother, I knew trusting you wouldn't be a mistake.

This is a goodbye, me and my brother have left to return home. I'm sorry I couldn't say this in person but I already think I've stayed for too long. I hope you can forgive me for this and hope everything goes back to normal for everyone at this place.

I would also like to congratulate you and Mr. Stark. Do you know if it's a girl or a boy yet? Part of me is hoping for a girl.

Thank you for everything Lady Pepper!

Sincerely, Loki


Have… have returned home? But wasn't Asgard gone? How could- how would they have gone home? There was no way he was gone. It had to be a prank, but somehow she knew it wasn't.

Congratulations? She was sure he hadn't told him she was pregnant. How could Loki have known. She hadn't even told Tony yet! Tony… she had to show Tony this. Her first idea was that he was in the kitchen, already awake and maybe even making breakfast. But seeing as how there is no noise coming from there, she figured he was in there for… other reasons.

Pepper hated to admit it, but she knew Loki was gone. She could feel tears starting to build up, why? She only knew him for a day or so! Pepper walked into the kitchen, not liking what she saw.

Tony was sitting on a bar stool, sleeping on the bar… passed out. Drunk she's assuming. Seeing all the bottles of empty liquor a good indicator of it. He got drunk. While Loki and Thor were leaving. He probably didn't even notice! She hated it, she knew terrible things happened to him, but she was pissed.


He was pretty comfortable where he was. He had a bad headache but the bar wasn't that bad. Where he was now was fine but he knew once he tried to get up his neck would be a pain in the ass. It looked around 10 so sleeping a bit longer seemed fine. 30 more minutes tops. Tony slept happily, for way longer. That is until a loud bang rang out.

Jumping up and looking around he saw no danger, but did see Pepper. An angry Pepper.

So there was danger.

"Do you have any idea what's happened!?" She yelled making his aching head throb. Her hand was where that bang came from, seeing it slammed down next to where his head was. Her other hand however held some brownish paper. He could see something written on it, but he really didn't have the brain power to read.

"What is it?" He said, his voice sounding gravelly. His mouth tasted dead, now that was a thought. He really wanted to brush his teeth. Maybe have woken up on his own again. Not by being startled awake.

"Loki's gone." Was all she said to his question.

"Yea, he left last night. Thor went to go look for him. I bet their back in their room by no-"

"They both left. They went home. He's gone Tony."

What? No. No way. Loki wouldn't leave. Not without saying something at least.

"You got one too… maybe you should read it." Peppers voice broke his thoughts. He followed her eyes to a paper rolled up with gold wax seal. It was all gold and had some sort of 'V' on it. She crossed her arms and lead on the bar. A clear indication of 'read the fucking paper'. So he picked it up and cut open the seal using a knife from the kitchen. His head still hurt but something told him he needed to forget his headache.


Dear Stark

I'm sorry I can't do this in person. Thor really wanted us to leave back home. And from what you were saying I felt like that was the best option for me to take. I have already left. Me and Thor have.

I wanted to say thank you for housing me and taking care of me. Even when you knew who I was. I still don't remember anything, but I will be asking Thor questions, so I will learn who I was to you before this.

I wanted to apologize for being such a problem to you and Lady Pepper. I shouldn't have stayed as long as I did with you. Hopefully with me gone you can go back to being happy. You didn't seem to happy that I was around, so I figured take me out of the equation and it should equal better results.

Pepper may have something to tell you later, I don't know if she already has or if it's supposed to be a surprise. But I figured like on Asgard, an announcement such as this is very important. So I won't ruin that for her.

Try to take care of yourself.

Sincerely Loki.


"There's no way… They have to be here!" Tony blurted out, jumping up from his stool, but instantly regretting it. The pounding in his head hadn't left, if anything it got worse. How could Loki and Thor leave? How could Loki willingly leave!? There is no way he would have wanted to.

Black faded into the edges of his sight, but he had to ignore that right now.

He ran in the base he knew by heart. Finding the room that was Thors. Had been Thor's a small part in his head tells him. The door wasn't even closed all the way. Why wasn't it?

Tony heard as Pepper yelled for him, but he had to ignore that right now.

Loki. It had to be him. Maybe he was scared of the dark and need the light from somewhere. He was a child, of course that would be it. He pushed open the door all the way, only to be faced with nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

No bundle of clothes that he would have been sure would be on the floor, seeing as how it's Thor's- was Thor's room. No axe resting on the wall or somewhere where Thor could reach it. No bag, no nothing. Nothing personal to show the touches of Thor's personality.

Worst of all, there was no child. He couldn't see the inky black hair. The piercing green eyes. The clothes that Pepper had gotten that child. Nothing.

Loki and Thor were gone.


Nebula knew how to sleep under strange noises. She had gotten used to that at her 'home' that was her prison. But when she was sleeping in her room, a room that seemed safe, hearing yelling was the last thing she wanted to wake up too.

Having been used to the sanctuary, she was a light sleeper. Never knowing when an attack or assassination was imminent. Nebula had to adapt to sleeping light. So hearing yelling she was sure something was wrong in her dark room.

The room was an elegant white room. A large white bed with some blue pillows and a blue blanket on top of the white one.

Stark really had his jokes.

At first she hated that. His annoying chatter and his obsessive talking. It was grating to her ears. But as the days wore on, she saw his facade. His talking to fill the silence. His jokes to make himself laugh and hide the shame beneath him. She had gotten good at reading people. Loki had been very informative back when he was her 'little brother'. Granted he didn't teach her much but when he was on the sanctuary and Thanos's new 'son', he had made Loki teach before leaving.

She could no longer hear any yelling… It sounded like it was Pepper. So Stark had done something. Pushing herself off of the comfortable bed, she looked around the room. Light gray blackout curtains closed the room off to light, but she was okay with that. Seeing as how she won't be going back to sleep anytime soon, she got up and opened the soft curtains.

Nebula's eyes were blinded for a split moment, but they quickly adjusted to the new lighting. The room was more inviting than she thought. It seemed welcoming, even though this wasn't her home.

Maybe it could be.

Shaking her head, she got rid of the thought. This wasn't her home, it was a pit stop on this long road to finding somewhere to call home and maintain peace. But that loud wake up call brought back the mission of getting some peace.

Walking to the door, she was stopped.

Nebula had nothing of her own in this place other than herself and her clothing. Everything else was still on the ship and even then, it wasn't much. So it was no wonder that a scroll on a vanity caught her attention.

Another good lesson taught to her by Loki, being observant and aware of her surroundings. She needed to stop thinking about the before. That time is over and there is a new child. One who doesn't remember her. Thank god for the small blessings right?

The paper was soft and a light brown. A crest holding the scroll closed. The crest on it an easy tell on who this is from. The wax had a bird on it, the color of the wax a dark emerald green and the bird black but with lines of gold on the tail and wing feathers. As well as the lower body of the bird. Its position showed its wings out in flight, she thinks it's a Magpie, but isn't sure. When had Loki gotten into her room? She would have heard him… wouldn't she have?

Cutting the seal with a pair of scissors in one of the vanities drawers, she let the paper unfold.


Dear Nebula,

I know I don't know you very well… and our first meeting wasn't the best, but I wanted to tell you I was leaving. Thor thought it was time to return to a home. And I thought it would be best to get out of everyone's hair.

I wanted to thank you, blue meanie, for helping me. And Stark. You were a little scary, and I didn't like you on that ship. You really were mean. But I get why you were. I wasn't the best child and I needed someone like you to bring me back into my senses.

I'll remember your calm, it's a good lesson to learn! I think so anyway. I hope you can tell the amount of gratitude I have, even if I didn't say it in person. I can tell something had happened between us. I don't remember what but hopefully you can forgive me for whatever it was I did to you.

It was nice to meet you Nebula!

Sincerely Loki.


What was she supposed to feel after reading something like that? She knew what she was feeling… and it was shame. Shame and guilt.

Why was he apologizing to her? He didn't do anything to her. Even before, he had never done anything to her. And yet… his new self was apologizing. She was sure thats what was bringing these feelings to her.

It was Nebula that was supposed to be sorry. She was the one that tortured him. The one that hurt him and broke him. And had she ever said sorry for it… she couldn't remember. Not like she would forget if she did.

Nebula forced her hand open, it had been crushing the paper. She carefully folded it out and laid it back on the vanity. She… she had to focus on the reason she was awake at all.

Leaving the paper she left the room. Down the hall she saw him.

Stark was standing in the doorway. Looking around frantically for something. "Stark?" She said, and it seemed to jump him out of his head. Slowly, ever so slowly, he turned his head and faced her. He looked messed up, probably the drinking got a hold of him. She remembers the stories he would tell of his drunken journeys. Some fun and some… less fun. He was probably hung over.

"He… he's gone Neb." Stark looked at her, and she could easily see something had gone wrong. Guilt and sadness riddled his face and his voice.

At least she wasn't the only one feeling guilty.

"I know Stark." She cooly said. Stark's eyes widened, confusion radiating off of him.

"How? How could you know!?"

"He left m-"

"You knew. You saw them leave didn't you!?" Stark yelled. The confusion being overtaken by rage. Yep. He's drunk, or hungover. Which ever happened at this part of the story normally. He stalked up to her, his hands gripping Nebulas upper arm. She knew he was trying to elicit pain, but she was used to it. It seemed showing nothing just made him worse.

"You knew! You didn't do anything to stop them! Why!?" He yelled at her.

"Stark. I didn't know. I got a letter."

The rage burnt out quickly. Maybe he hoped she would tell him it was all some elaborate prank or take blame. She wouldn't do either. In all honesty she had hoped this was a prank by the trickster but some things just aren't meant to be. The smaller man dropped to his knees, no longer being able to hold himself up. Nebula really didn't want to see him like this…

"Tony!" A familiar woman yelled. The red headed woman pushed by Nebula, easily sliding to her knees next to the hangover (or drunk) man.

Potts was trying to get him up, or comfort him, she was trying to do something. "Tony… they really are gone, aren't they?" She quietly asked.

"They are. I got a letter from Loki." Nebula answered after Stark hadn't. "He checked their room, and I'm sure nothing was there." She continued. Stark made some noise, it sounded pained to her. Potts placed her hand on his back, but kept looking up at Nebula.

"You got one too then?" Nebula nodded her head once. "Did yours tell you where they were going? Anything to help us find them…" Potts asked hopefully. Then only thing coming to Nebula was the apology… and the guilt it made her feel.

"No. He didn't tell me anything that could be useful."


Bruce wasn't happy to wake up to yelling, and running, and more yelling. He just really wanted to sleep in. With everything that had happened last night, he wanted to sleep till about 4pm today. Seems that wasn't going to happen.

Begrudgingly, he climbed out of his very comfortable bed. Patted his way to his door but stopped. He knew the mess in the room was his, an organized chaos of sorts. Yet something was on his (not) mess that he definitely didn't put there. Carefully, remembering there is a resident trickster god roaming around, he picked up the paper. The crest on the paper definitely said Loki. The crest has a pair of twin daggers on it. Both crossing into an 'X'. The crest black but the blade hilt gold and the blade gold. Very very Loki indeed he laughed to himself a bit. He ripped it and let the paper unfold.

The writing was very nice but still young looking. So, written by Loki and delivered by Loki. A part of him was a little scared at whatever was on the paper, but another part… kind of happy Loki was writing to him. They didn't have the best relationship, but he thinks they got along when that whole debacle of Asgard and Hela happened.

He slowed his thoughts on that whole adventure and focused on the letter in front of him. This child isn't the same Loki… according to Tony anyway. He hadn't seen the child that much so maybe he was different.


Dear Bruce,

I didn't know you long, and I definitely didn't get to talk to you. But I could tell you knew Mr. Stark. I'm thinking you two are friends? I don't know, but I think I'm right. Anyway, I don't know how you knew my brother, but I wanted to say thank you for being there with Thor.

I only heard a little bit of what Thor did to someone bad. I didn't like hearing him killing someone, but he's older now. Has much more responsibilities than when I last remembered seeing him. I've heard some stories, but I still don't have much of the whole picture.

But I can assume you were very important. And please, even though I don't know you well, take care of Mr. Stark. I think he needs friends right now. Thanks again for being there with my brother. Helping my people escape. Hopefully we can meet again. Me and Thor are leaving, going back home somewhere.

Take care Bruce!

Sincerely Loki.


Well… that was definitely not what he had expected…

So the two Asgardians had left. Maybe back to Norway knowing what Valkyrie has told him about the remaining Asgardians. Well, he kind of thinks, good for them. Going home. Brothers together again. Returning to a kind of Asgard. Yea, Bruce was pretty happy for them. He did wish he could have talked to Loki a bit more, but he was sure he would visit.

A nice friend to friend meeting. Get to see Thor happy and not depressed. Go see Valkyrie and maybe even share stories to Loki.

Yea, it would be pretty fun. Now. To see what all the yelling was about.