"Hahaha!" Maisy's triumphant laughter echoed through the common floor as she burst out of the elevator, waving her phone in her hand.
Loki and Thor stopped their conversation about whatever Avenger-y things they were talking about. She walked over to them and held the phone screen out for them to see. Thor raised an eyebrow in amusement and Loki leaned in to read the text.
"What's this?"
"A text from the owner of an up and coming boutique!"
"Ah," Loki looked closely at the text again, "And she will see you on Monday, apparently."
"Because Monday is when I'm starting my new job with her! She wants someone else who has had at least some fashion school to work in the boutique to help her know what merchandise to get and how to display it. I'm going to be assistant manager! Full time!"
"A job!" Loki straightened up and smiled, "That's excellent news! We can stop living here with these idiots!"
"Rude," Thor muttered and rolled his eyes before smiling at Maisy, "Congratulations! Does this mean you will start searching for an apartment now?"
"It does indeed! I have enough savings to pay rent until I start making enough at my new job! Well, hopefully. Rent in New York City, man. It's expensive. My dad helped me pay rent on my old place," she tucked her phone in her back pocket and straightened her shirt, "But as a strong independent woman who don't need a man, I can pay for it myself now!"
"Even if you don't need a man," Loki smirked, "I hope you at least still want one."
"Well obviously," she grinned at him, "Who else is going to do the heavy lifting?"
"Hmm, now would be a good time to play the prince card and say that I can't."
"Oh yes you can," she teased, "I'm going to start looking for apartments right now, you wanna help me out?"
"If we decide on one quickly can we do other things as well?"
"Such as?"
"If I told you what I want to do with you it would be unfit for Thor's ears," Loki winked.
"I'm not listening!" Thor walked away, "But do think about my addition to your contract, brother!"
"I shall consider it. Tell Stark that Maisy has found a job."
"Will do! The others might want to make more changes to the contract now."
Thor left and Maisy turned to Loki.
"They're drawing up the 'We have the Right to Pester Loki' contract, hmm?"
"Yes. Thor thinks I should make the demand that if we happen to have a child that I be allowed to break the contract since he thinks fatherhood will change me entirely."
"I mean, being a parent is a pretty big responsibility. And we already have a sort of kid slash friend-who-is-a-minor-that-we-take-care-of," Maisy commented as they logged onto one of the computers in the common area and went to an apartment finding website, "I don't think the kid clause will come into effect anytime soon, do you?"
"No, no," Loki looked at her carefully, "Unless of course you want…?"
"Maybe in the future," she patted his hand, "We're still figuring out this marriage thing, let's not throw a kid in right away, yeah?"
"Right. And I think it would be better to raise a child on Asgard anyway."
"Oh, I don't know about that."
"I do. There is a slight possibility that our child will inherit the throne one day. We want that child to know the people and place he or she will be ruling."
"Yeah, but no kid of mine is going to being going off to fight battles on foreign planets all the time just because they are royalty and it's their duty."
"Being a warrior is a hugely noble occupation!" Loki argued, arms crossed.
"And the death rates are huge as well, I'm sure," Maisy crossed her own arms, "Would you want Linn going off to fight people and get herself killed?"
"Linn isn't part of the royal family of Asgard."
"Even so, would you want someone you care about to fight in battles?"
"You don't seem to care that I am a warrior as well."
"Of course I care!" Maisy snapped, jumping to her feet and glaring at him, "You think I was happy when Odin was sending you off to deal with bandits and crap?! You got shot with an arrow-"
"I was fine."
"But what if you hadn't been?!" She took his hand and held it close to her heart, "What if Bjorn or some random guard or Odin or somebody came and told me that you'd been killed?"
He sighed and pulled her into a hug.
"There is a possibility that that will happen one day, I'm not going to lie. I am not a particularly well liked man across the realms right now," he kissed her forehead and then looked her in the eyes, "But I've survived my enemies attempts so far, haven't I? What's a few thousand years more? Then we can die of old age together, hmm?"
"Yeah right," Maisy sniffed, "You know that's probably not how it's going to go."
"Do you doubt me?" He chuckled, "Do you doubt that I, Loki Bartholomew Whoeverson-Sichore wouldn't keep a promise?"
"Oh, you're taking my last name, are you?"
"Seeing as you can't exactly take mine," he smirked and then kissed her lightly, "I swear, Maisy, that you an I will live to be positively ancient and then we'll either die of decrepitness or you'll smother me in my sleep because I'm so annoying."
"Stop it!" She giggled, lightly hitting his chest, "Look at us, we're supposed to be apartment hunting, not making plans about death!"
"Then let's get back to business, shall we? I would still like to get up to those 'other things' before we need to pick Linn up from school. In fact, we might be running out of time. Let's put off the hunt until tomorrow."
"No," Maisy turned back to the computer, "Nope. We can't procrastinate this any longer! You might kill one of the Avengers if we're here much longer!"
"Alright, alright…" Loki reluctantly began watching the screen with her as they looked at the apartments scroll past. He waited a whole two minutes before his hand began to wander from its appropriate spot on Maisy's shoulder.
"Hey!" She couldn't help an amused grin, "Stay focused!"
"I am focused! You are the one who is getting distracted. I'm not doing anything."
"Then get your hand off my butt."
"But I like it there," he smirked, "I think you do too."
"Fine," she sat up straighter, "I'll just ignore it then. What do you think of this place?"
"Oh yes, very nice. Two bedroom, hmm," he leaned in closer, his chin resting on her shoulder and breath tickling her neck.
"R-right," Maisy glanced at him and he winked, she turned back to the screen, "Right. Erm, two bathroom too, that'll be nice in the morning… oh!"
His lips pressed against her neck and she shot him a glare. He smiled against her skin and began working his way up her neck to her jaw.
"Loki, how are we ever supposed to find an apartment this way- mmm!"
His lips captured hers and she finally gave in, turning and wrapping her arms around his neck, letting him pull her against his chest. As things began to heat up a voice from the ceiling caused them to freeze mid-makeout.
"Mr. Stark wants me to alert you to the fact that there are security cameras in this room and that the security guards have fetched a bucket of popcorn."
"Thank you, Jarvis," Loki sighed heavily and he saw Maisy's cheeks go bright red.
"I guess that means we'll have to get back to work," Maisy sounded slightly disappointed as she slowly pulled herself away from him and turned back to the computer.
"I don't think so," Loki picked her up bridal style. As she yelped in surprise, he sprinted with her to the elevator. When they got inside he looked at the ceiling, "Jarvis, are there security cameras in here?"
"One, but I have pointed it at the ceiling panels for your convenience, sir."
"You truly are my favorite of Stark's inventions," Loki grinned and looked down at the woman in his arms. Before he could say anything else she put a hand on the back of his head and brought her lips up to meet his.
A note from the author: *gets out a cotton candy maker and begins passing out cotton candy clouds* FLUFF! GET YOUR FLUFF HERE! Better get it now before it runs out...
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I love writing smoochy scenes with these two crazy kids. Hopefully y'all won't get tired of smoochy scenes. As I'm going through and editing I'm realizing how much kissing there is in this story. Oh well! Originally the sequel was going to be pretty much pure fluff, so the plot is really just a bonus anyway. ;) Of course that doesn't mean there won't be totally unfluffy and unhappy chapters in the future...
Anyway! Moving on.
Thank you for reading this chapter and for all of the favorites and follows!
Special thanks to my reviewers for the last chapter and also for my one shot.
Reviewers from last chapter:
Guestanewone: I did, in fact, see Endgame! No spoilers either, but I loved it so, so much!
CheetahLover: Let's just say Mr. Pie is going to be in the hospital for quite some time.
Dragoncat: I feel like Black Widow and Loki would be good friends if it weren't for the fact that Loki mind controlled Hawkeye. Imagine the shenanigans they'd get into! And poor Clint would be following them around trying to clean up their messes. :D
Reviewers from "Mr. Pie is Dealt With" (the one shot):
ferbette: Sorry to hear about your arm! Hope it gets better soon! I broke my dominant arm one time and I got out of doing school work for a while because the cast made it difficult to write anything. Unfortunately, I was homeschooled and my mom made me say the answers back to her instead. :P
Guest: Thanks for reviewing!
CheetahLover: They were so much fun to write together! I might have to try and add in more interactions between them later in the story.
Dragoncat: If he weren't so inclined to murder and invasions I think people would probably think of him as a super hero anyway so I figured what the hey! He can be a super hero in fanfiction!
Ninja Squirrel: I fear you are right. Every time I think I'm writing something too violent for this story I have to read through the reviews and remember who I'm writing for. XD Then I wonder if maybe it's not violent enough!
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