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ON THE SPIRAL
Chapter 3
„Oh my God" repeated Loki, not quite knowing which one he was calling. Any would be good if he could present him a reasonable explanation of what was right in front of his eyes. Of course he could go completely mad or have hallucinations, too, but he seriously doubted it.
Mayura was sitting on the couch, cuddled and looking rather anxious at first sight, but in her eyes fear was well visible. Gullinbrusti, wrapped in an apron, was holding a shovel and a small brush and it scrupulously tidied the room from glass. Ecchan, in a leash which other side was entangled at the chandelier, was flying around Gullinbrusti, and hurried it to do the cleaning faster. Ecchan gave Yamino-san sideways pained glances but remembering about the leash, continued throwing eager "Punyaan" at the poor pig.
Fenrir watched all spectacle with great amusement, but his view was strongly restricted since he could only look through the key-hole. He was seated on the pile of some boxes, and it was high enough to let him peep at the room. He often threw malicious comments through the thick door.
As Loki noticed, Fenrir was locked in the wardrobe.
And more, he wasn't the only one who was locked somewhere. A big, iron cage was hanging from the ceiling, or it was rather soaring in the air (interesting spell, remarked Loki's mind mischievously) shaking and doing various acrobatic tricks. The most amusing was the fact that Freyr had to have a nice rollercoaster inside. His hysterical screams only proved this thesis.
In the midst of the room, Yamino-san presented the most evil of the smiles he disposed. Then, he saw Loki staring with obvious surprise written all over his face.
"Oh, Loki-sama, I just... had to learn someone not to make mess when he comes as a guest. Mostly as an unexpected guest" he emphasized "I'm sorry" he drooped his head guiltily.
"Nothing to be sorry about. It's fun!" said Loki gleefully. "But now please follow me upstairs for a while, I have something to discuss with you." he added, in his usual, more polite way.
"Wait here Mayura. We'll be back in five minutes" he winked at her. The girl was astonished by this gesture but she only smiled brightly and nodded her head.
As they left the room, Loki turned his head slightly and one look was sufficient to make him inform the whole world : "Life is beautiful"
"Odd. Something very good had happened because Loki-kun is in such good mood." Thought Mayura but her musings were interrupted by Kaitou-san's another terrific yell.
...
Loki confessed his plan to Yamino-san but the son wasn't as eager as his father in making it into live. The scenario had few loops and besides there was one but grand trap- he would have to ask help another god, but not everyone was suitable.
Loki returned to his old, good attitude and Yamino-san felt more lightly at his heart. But then a not pleasant realization hit his mind.
"That would mean..." Yamino-san began and gulped.
"...Heimdall" ended Loki and gnashed his teeth loudly. "I'd really prefer some other resolution"
"But, Loki-sama, there isn't any other resolution. We have to use his help, or else Mayura will have a heart-attack from seeing you growing ten years older in a minute. Wait, but-?" he stopped abruptly
"Yes, I know this doesn't make sense, but it's just Odin's pure maliciousness. I don't quite understand it myself. I'm forced to mature like a human, but even if the whole process takes two weeks, the final change actually takes about two minutes or so." He explained, glaring daggers at the floor, and imagining what'd he do to Odin if he were here. This involved various sharp and keen objects and much pain. Yes, that sounded promising.
"So where's the point in that two-week long fastened growing up, if that could take mere few minutes?" asked Yamino-san naively.
"The point is causing suffering to me." he answered somehow wistfully. "If that's the way he wants it..."
"Loki-sama..." whispered Yamino-san
...
As the cage's door opened with a crack, Freyr almost flew out. He sobbed and looked at Mayura with watery eyes.
"Yamato Nadeshiko is very good, but she stays with bad people na no da. Her kindness doesn't let her see how mean they are na no da. But Freyr knows it."
"Na no da" ended it Fenrir spitefully.
"Anyway, Freyr, we'll accompany you know. I have to talk with Heimdall." said Loki smoothly, grabbing his hand and pushing him through the door.
"And what about me?! I'm feeling ignored!" whined Mayura, but to her rage no one gave her a second glance. As everyone left the place, she went to the kitchen with a vow that she would eat everything possible so they would starve when they came home. Her offended pride needed to be eased.
...
Heimdall couldn't restrain from grinning. As he listened to the whole story and Loki's plan, he knew it would be fun. He didn't really wanted to spoil his scenario though, no, he could even help, but there was a price...
Oh, yes, and he could demand anything! Loki had no choice at all, so... he was almost his slave! When images of various tortures, spiteful tricks, ugly words and crushing the Trickster God's pride into pieces, flew through his mind, he laughed.
"I can ponder it..." he said slowly.
"I have to know it now!" hissed Loki
"Don't use such a tone while speaking to me, my friend. My ugly, stupid, perverted, pathetic, miserable, idiotic friend." He stressed every word with almost sadistic pleasure. "And besides, you didn't use the magical word."
Loki seemed a bit freaked out, and Heimdall cherished that moment. He graciously offered him a hint, still speaking in this mocking tone. "Think, what do you say when you're asking for something?"
"Don't even expect this" muttered Loki irritated.
"I didn't hear you, can you repeat?"
"Kiss my ass" burst out Loki, drawn to an edge of his patience. His eyes were burning with angry flames.
"Oh, don't be so vulgar! And I didn't hear this word yet." Heimdall smirked charmingly "Soooo? Do you want to say something? For example: Heimdall, help me-?"
"...please..." said Loki tiredly. But nonetheless, if look could kill, the proud guardian of Bilrost would be already dead.
'This has to be paradise!' thought Heimdall
'This has to be hell!' grumbled Loki
TBC.
Whoa, this is going to be hard for poor Loki-kun... Please review!
Thank you for reviews! I love them! hugs everyone
ON THE SPIRAL
Chapter 3
„Oh my God" repeated Loki, not quite knowing which one he was calling. Any would be good if he could present him a reasonable explanation of what was right in front of his eyes. Of course he could go completely mad or have hallucinations, too, but he seriously doubted it.
Mayura was sitting on the couch, cuddled and looking rather anxious at first sight, but in her eyes fear was well visible. Gullinbrusti, wrapped in an apron, was holding a shovel and a small brush and it scrupulously tidied the room from glass. Ecchan, in a leash which other side was entangled at the chandelier, was flying around Gullinbrusti, and hurried it to do the cleaning faster. Ecchan gave Yamino-san sideways pained glances but remembering about the leash, continued throwing eager "Punyaan" at the poor pig.
Fenrir watched all spectacle with great amusement, but his view was strongly restricted since he could only look through the key-hole. He was seated on the pile of some boxes, and it was high enough to let him peep at the room. He often threw malicious comments through the thick door.
As Loki noticed, Fenrir was locked in the wardrobe.
And more, he wasn't the only one who was locked somewhere. A big, iron cage was hanging from the ceiling, or it was rather soaring in the air (interesting spell, remarked Loki's mind mischievously) shaking and doing various acrobatic tricks. The most amusing was the fact that Freyr had to have a nice rollercoaster inside. His hysterical screams only proved this thesis.
In the midst of the room, Yamino-san presented the most evil of the smiles he disposed. Then, he saw Loki staring with obvious surprise written all over his face.
"Oh, Loki-sama, I just... had to learn someone not to make mess when he comes as a guest. Mostly as an unexpected guest" he emphasized "I'm sorry" he drooped his head guiltily.
"Nothing to be sorry about. It's fun!" said Loki gleefully. "But now please follow me upstairs for a while, I have something to discuss with you." he added, in his usual, more polite way.
"Wait here Mayura. We'll be back in five minutes" he winked at her. The girl was astonished by this gesture but she only smiled brightly and nodded her head.
As they left the room, Loki turned his head slightly and one look was sufficient to make him inform the whole world : "Life is beautiful"
"Odd. Something very good had happened because Loki-kun is in such good mood." Thought Mayura but her musings were interrupted by Kaitou-san's another terrific yell.
...
Loki confessed his plan to Yamino-san but the son wasn't as eager as his father in making it into live. The scenario had few loops and besides there was one but grand trap- he would have to ask help another god, but not everyone was suitable.
Loki returned to his old, good attitude and Yamino-san felt more lightly at his heart. But then a not pleasant realization hit his mind.
"That would mean..." Yamino-san began and gulped.
"...Heimdall" ended Loki and gnashed his teeth loudly. "I'd really prefer some other resolution"
"But, Loki-sama, there isn't any other resolution. We have to use his help, or else Mayura will have a heart-attack from seeing you growing ten years older in a minute. Wait, but-?" he stopped abruptly
"Yes, I know this doesn't make sense, but it's just Odin's pure maliciousness. I don't quite understand it myself. I'm forced to mature like a human, but even if the whole process takes two weeks, the final change actually takes about two minutes or so." He explained, glaring daggers at the floor, and imagining what'd he do to Odin if he were here. This involved various sharp and keen objects and much pain. Yes, that sounded promising.
"So where's the point in that two-week long fastened growing up, if that could take mere few minutes?" asked Yamino-san naively.
"The point is causing suffering to me." he answered somehow wistfully. "If that's the way he wants it..."
"Loki-sama..." whispered Yamino-san
...
As the cage's door opened with a crack, Freyr almost flew out. He sobbed and looked at Mayura with watery eyes.
"Yamato Nadeshiko is very good, but she stays with bad people na no da. Her kindness doesn't let her see how mean they are na no da. But Freyr knows it."
"Na no da" ended it Fenrir spitefully.
"Anyway, Freyr, we'll accompany you know. I have to talk with Heimdall." said Loki smoothly, grabbing his hand and pushing him through the door.
"And what about me?! I'm feeling ignored!" whined Mayura, but to her rage no one gave her a second glance. As everyone left the place, she went to the kitchen with a vow that she would eat everything possible so they would starve when they came home. Her offended pride needed to be eased.
...
Heimdall couldn't restrain from grinning. As he listened to the whole story and Loki's plan, he knew it would be fun. He didn't really wanted to spoil his scenario though, no, he could even help, but there was a price...
Oh, yes, and he could demand anything! Loki had no choice at all, so... he was almost his slave! When images of various tortures, spiteful tricks, ugly words and crushing the Trickster God's pride into pieces, flew through his mind, he laughed.
"I can ponder it..." he said slowly.
"I have to know it now!" hissed Loki
"Don't use such a tone while speaking to me, my friend. My ugly, stupid, perverted, pathetic, miserable, idiotic friend." He stressed every word with almost sadistic pleasure. "And besides, you didn't use the magical word."
Loki seemed a bit freaked out, and Heimdall cherished that moment. He graciously offered him a hint, still speaking in this mocking tone. "Think, what do you say when you're asking for something?"
"Don't even expect this" muttered Loki irritated.
"I didn't hear you, can you repeat?"
"Kiss my ass" burst out Loki, drawn to an edge of his patience. His eyes were burning with angry flames.
"Oh, don't be so vulgar! And I didn't hear this word yet." Heimdall smirked charmingly "Soooo? Do you want to say something? For example: Heimdall, help me-?"
"...please..." said Loki tiredly. But nonetheless, if look could kill, the proud guardian of Bilrost would be already dead.
'This has to be paradise!' thought Heimdall
'This has to be hell!' grumbled Loki
TBC.
Whoa, this is going to be hard for poor Loki-kun... Please review!
