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Chapter 6

"Mommy, who's Loki?"

Jane, who was pacing around the room, throwing anxious glares out of the window, looked at her daughter. The little girl sat down on the sofa, holding a mug of hot chocolate (which wasn't really hot anymore now). She had been in shock when she and her mother had reached their apartment, but is seemed her worst fear had disappeared, making place for a hundred questions now racing through her mind.

Jane groaned. Where was Thor? What was happening? For all she knew Loki had killed her husband! Would he do that?

Frigga was still shivering so Jane set down next to her daughter and tried to comfort her, but because she was shivering herself, that didn't really help.
"It doesn't matter, sweetheart. He's of no importance…", Jane said while trying to stop her voice from trembling.

"No!" Frigga shouted, pushing away her mother's arm.
"He is! Isn't he! He called daddy 'brother' and he said he was king! I thought my grandpa was The Allfather, the King of Asgard! Why…"

"Enough about that man, Frigga!" Jane suddenly shouted.

Frigga, who was already quite upset, couldn't take it anymore. She started crying and dropped the mug on the floor. The mug broke and the chocolate spread over the carpet.
"You… you're scarring m…me, mu…mummy!" Frigga stuttered between two sobs.

Jane understood she had gone too far, but she was so upset herself. So scared. Jane threw her arms around her daughter.
"I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean to…"

"B…But why w…won't you t...tell me then?" Frigga sobbed.

"Because I don't know it either. I don't know what I can tell you and what not because I'm not sure what's the truth and what not… "

Frigga pushed herself away from her mother so she could see her face again.
"And what about daddy, does he know?"

Jane took her daughter's face in her hands. "When daddy gets home, I will talk to him."

"And then you'll tell me?"

Jane bit her lip. What was she supposed to say now? She and Thor had promised themselves to ban Loki from their lives. They wouldn't tell Frigga anything about Loki and his attack on New York. Therefore they had left them out of the stories and never mentioned his existence at all. But those promises were made when Loki was still dead. Things were different now. There was no denying it: whatever happened next, Jane knew she had to tell her daughter something. So she nodded and whispered: "Yes, we will…"

Jane hugged her daughter one more time before getting up from the couch. Her eyes fixed on the mess on the floor. She sighed and tried to smile.
"I think I'm going to clean this mess up first. You relax. Daddy will be home soon."

Frigga smiled and watched her mother disappearing into the kitchen. She looked around the room. Frigga was surprised everything seemed so… normal. She had always known her family was a weird one, but after what she had witnessed today, she expected to see the world differently. Turned out, nothing had changed at all.

Frigga sighed disappointed. Her eye fell on a small book on the table next to the cough. It was a cartoon from The Heroes of New York. This one specifically was about the Hulk who turned out to be Frigga's favourite. Not because he had the coolest powers of the lot – to be honest her favourite was of course her dad in that area – but because she really liked Bruce Banner. He was one of the nicest man she had ever met and even with his 'problem' he was always there for her to make her smile again.
Frigga didn't like what these so called Marvel-people did with his character, but she still loved to read the adventures of the Hulk. Not that she actually read the book, she couldn't read that well yet. She just looked at the pictures and made up her own stories.

The front door slammed shut. Frigga looked up from the comic book. She recognised her father's footsteps in the hall, followed by another pair of feet. Jane was suddenly standing in front of her daughter. Frigga looked past her mother's legs and watched when her father and another strange man entered the room. A green glance covered the man's body. He disappeared and the man called Loki appeared instead. Jane shivered, but Frigga wasn't paying attention to that. The first thing she had noticed was that Loki's face was covered in blood. He kept touching his nose while trying to make the hot, red fluid stop flowing out of it. The whole time he kept throwing angry glares at his brother.

Jane's attention on the other hand, was immediately caught by her husbands in blood covered right hand.
"Oh, honey, your hand!" she cried out.

"Oh, honey, your hand!" Loki repeated sarcastically while letting go of his nose to see if the blood was still flowing. Turned out it was…
"That is my blood you see, woman!" the young king continued.

"Shut it, Loki!" Thor shouted looking at his hand.

"My name is Jane!" Jane said with a stern look on her face.

"Good for you…" Loki muttered.

Jane's eyes fixed on the blood dripping out Loki's nose. Dripping on her freshly washed carpet! She sighed and looked at her husband.
"Thor, dear, was that really necessary?" she asked while gesturing to Loki. The God of Mischief turned to his brother and put his most innocent expression on his face. Something that looked even better because he was squinting his nose.
"Yes, dear, was it really necessary…" Loki repeated again with high pitched voice. Even more sarcastically then before.

Thor smiled. "Yes, honey, it was necessary and I said "Shut it!", Loki!"
Loki rolled with his eyes and started inspecting the rest of the room.

"But why? That is an expensive carpet!" Jane shouted.

"He insulted you and your cooking skills, Jane…" Thor answered softly while Jane slowly made her way towards her husband.

SMASH!

"Ow!" Loki cried out in surprise. "Why did you hit me now!"

Jane didn't answer. She didn't need to. Her eyes said enough.

"Seriously! What kind of a mother are you! Hitting an already injured man while your daughter is present!"

SMASH!

Loki almost tripped.
"All right! All right… No need to get physical!" he groaned.

A silent giggle echoed through the room. The God of Mischief looked past Jane. His eyes fell on Frigga who quickly tried to hide her smiling face.

Loki sniffed.
"You think it's funny, girl!" he asked, surprised about how 'friendly' he sounded.

Apparently, the two parents didn't share his opinion. Jane's face turned red while she was obviously getting ready to hit Loki in the face one more time, but Thor was faster.
The young king didn't even have the time to defend himself. Before he knew it, Thor had raised his fist and slammed it hard on Loki's face, allowing a new portion of blood to flood the carpet. Frigga screamed while Loki was thrown against the wall.

"Thor!" Jane screamed, but her husband wasn't listening. He stepped forward and pulled Loki up from the ground.

"You don't speak to her like that! Not to my wife and not to my daughter! Understand!" he shouted furiously.

The God Of Mischief didn't seem impressed at all. He tried to focus while bringing his hands to his nose again.
"For God's sake! Not you too!" he said. "Such a great parent you are!"

Thor raised his hand to hit again, but Jane stopped him.

"Oh no you don't!" she said sternly.
"No more blood on my carpet! Don't you see he playing with you!"

Thor let go of his brother, breathing heavily.
"Maybe, but that doesn't change the fact that he deserves a proper beating!"

Jane nodded.
"I'm not saying that… But, really no more blood on my carpet. It was a gift from Darcy, all the way from London."

"Damn it, man! I think you broke it!" Loki suddenly squealed, holding his nose with both hands. Thor and Jane couldn't keep a slight grin of their faces.

"Oh, please, you'll be fine within five minutes!" Thor said angrily.

Jane sighed. "You two be nice until I get back!" she said before turning to her daughter. "Frigga, come with me please…"

The little girl jumped from the sofa. She wasn't sure how to feel. At first she had been scared of the man called Loki and even a little bit of her parents. But afterwards she started to enjoy the scene before her.

Frigga followed her mother to the kitchen. Jane opened a cupboard and pulled out two towels. She turned to he daughter and kneeled before her.

"Honey, you would do me a great favour if you would go to your room and stay there for some time…"

Frigga's smile disappeared.
"But you promised!" she said quietly.

Jane closed her eyes.
"I know, honey, but things are a bit complicated right now. I promise: we will tell you everything you want to know…"

Frigga thought about that for a moment and nodded. Her mother smiled and softly kissed her forehead.

"Thank you, dear…" she said before getting up and walking out the kitchen towards the living room. Frigga followed in her wake.

When Jane entered the living room and she had seen her daughter disappear to her room, she casted another look on the scene. It was even worse then she initially thought. There was not only blood on the carpet, but also on the floor, on the walls and Thor's clothes. She sighed and walked over to her husband. She softly touched his in blood covered hand and started to wipe of the blood.

"Sure, don't you worry about me, I'll be just fine over here…" Loki groaned just before a towel hit him in the face.

"You don't have to be so nice to him, Jane…" Thor said, enjoying the sight of his brother wrestling with the towel.

"I'm not being nice to him, he just keeps dripping on my carpet!" Jane answered while rubbing away the last bit of blood on Thor's hands. She looked up and locked her eyes on his. He nodded.

"If you want your privacy, you can always just say it out loud…" Loki suddenly said. He had managed to clean up most of the blood with the towel. And was now looking at the couple before him with a bored look in his eyes.

Thor didn't answer. He just turned around and left the room.

Jane came to Loki and looked him strait in the eyes.
"If you ever threaten my daughter again, I swear you'll wish you were never born!"

Loki raised his eyebrows. "Wauw, that's a new one…" he grinned.
"Just for your information. I wasn't threatening her. Not in the slightest. But trust me, you'll notice when I do…"

Jane suppressed the desire to slap Loki across the face again.
"You should be glad Thor is willing to give you a chance…After what I saw, I wouldn't have done the same thing…"

Loki looked surprised. What the hell was she talking about! All right, what he did wasn't really nice (if that was the right way to put it), but it was not like she ever had any reason to care about him.

"Oh, common!" Jane continued. "You really think I didn't recognize you when you came in? You were that pervert from the park!"

Loki closed his eyes and smiled. He hadn't realised he had changed his appearance into the same guy as before.
"Yes…" he laughed, "that was fun!"

Jane opened her mouth in awe.
"Fun!" she hissed. "You should be happy I didn't tell Thor! You better not make me change my mind…" she said before turning around to follow her husband, but just before she left the room, she turned around again with a stern look on her face.
"You don't leave this house unless we tell you to! And try not to burn it down… or you'll find out what happens when I start threatening you…"

Loki smiled his usual smile. "Can't wait…" he said.

Jane casted a creepy and meaningful look on the young king.

Loki sighed.
"Yes, Mummy!" he said sarcastically. Jane took a deep breath and left the room, leaving Loki on his own.

The young king's smile disappeared the moment Jane left the room. Who did she think she was, telling him, the King of Asgard, what to do! She did have a point, though. Thor could have killed him…

Loki looked around. What now? What was he supposed to do in this lousy apartment. How was he going to convince Thor? And how was he going to survive Jane…

Loki sighed. He could at least make himself at home. With another sigh, he sank onto the couch, letting his eye fall on the comic Frigga had left behind. The God of Mischief quickly looked around him, before picking it up.

The Heroes of New York he read. Loki pulled up one eyebrow.

Heroes? he thought. Why? For destroying New York…

Loki sniffed in disgust. He knew that most of the destruction had been because of him and the Chitauri, but he was certain it wouldn't have been necessary if those so called Avengers hadn't intervened.

Loki turned the comic book and read the summery on the back.

Avengers Assemble! Follow The Marvellous Heroes Of New York on their adventures! Even though they defeated the evil alien Chitauri army, the dangers are still lurking behind every corner! Are Iron Man, The Hulk, Thor: The God of Thunder, Captain America, The Black Widow and Hawkeye ready for it…
Collect them all! Avengers comics and individual comics are waiting for you!

Loki shook his head. Pathetic! he thought. Even these Marvel–people banned me from their stories…

A sudden prickling sensation covered the young king's body. He had the feeling someone was watching him… Loki dropped the comic and sad face to face with Frigga. The little girl stood by the door, nervously trying to stop her heart from beating so fast.

"What!" Loki called out harshly.

Frigga opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out.
Loki sighed and rolled with his eyes.
"Don't worry, I can't hurt you, I wouldn't even dare. Your mother would kill me and that would be really awkward…"

Frigga tried to smile, but she was not exactly comfortable with the situation yet.

Loki who was pretending to read the summary again, looked up and raised his eyebrows.
"Aren't you supposed to be in some sort of extremely secure safe until your parents have decided about my already fucked up fate?" he asked.

Frigga allowed a silent giggle to escape from her lips. She immediately forced the smile of her face.

Loki sneered.
"Why is it that you like everything that – possibly - results in my doom..."

Frigga didn't answer so Loki went on.
"But it's not like anyone would care, of course… I'll just sit here and think about a way to convince your dear papa that I am a respected king, while everyone else decides how I'm supposed to live my life!" he added sarcastically. The young king casted meaningful look on the little girl before focusing his attention on the comic again, pretending to read it.

"I believe you!" a voice suddenly sounded through the silent room. Loki slowly lowered the comic so he could see Frigga. It took some time for him to understand what the girl had said.

"What did you just say?" he asked not able to keep down the harsh tone in his voice.

Frigga noticed it and shivered, but she had found her courage and took a deep breath.
"I believe you are a great king!" she repeated.

It remained silent the next couple of seconds. Frigga swallowed. Would he know his mouth is hanging open like he's a total idiot? she thought awkwardly.

Loki blinked in surprise and closed his mouth. He cleared his throat.
"What would you know about it?"

The young king knew he was being rude, and even though he really tried not to, he couldn't help it. Loki could see the little girl was in fact quite scared of him, but she managed to keep herself strong. The young king admired that.

"I was just thinking that those guards… they weren't scared of you and… they listened and… I suppose they… that they respect you… And honestly, I think you… you're a good leader…"

Silence. Loki repeated the girl's words in his head. Again and again…
He swallowed. This felt… weird… but above all very wrong! A suspicious scowl covered the young king's face.
"Who told you to say that? Thor? Is this some stupid test!" he asked angrily.

Frigga looked taken back. She blinked confusedly, but when she realised the Asgardian didn't believe her, she frowned and crossed her arms before her chest. How could he! Especially after the trust she had shown towards him!
"No one told me anything, I just…thought…." The little girl started. Her cheeks turned red when Loki raised one eyebrow and looked at her suspiciously.
"I just…" she repeated. "I thought you were kind of cool…" Frigga finished awkwardly.

"Coooooool?" Loki repeated. "Why do you think I'm cold?" he asked.

Frigga didn't understand the question at first, but when Loki stupidity became clear, she couldn't keep a big smile of her face. The little girl tried hard not to laugh with the young king.
"It means you're nice, funny, a pleasant person…" she explained. For a moment she forgot who she was talking to. Just for a couple of seconds Loki almost seemed like a friend.

The young king thought about Frigga's explanation. A frown appeared on his handsome face.
"That's just stupid. There's nothing funny about being cold! I suppose you've never been on Jotunheim…" he said.

Frigga's eyes grew big. "You've been on Jotunheim!" she whispered in excitement.

"Oh yes, a bit too much, if you ask me…" Loki answered nonchalantly thinking of the times he spent on Jotunheim.

"Cool!" Frigga whispered.

"Oh, you have no idea…" the young king said.

So that was it... I know it's a weird ending, but I'm having trouble with finding the right way to write everything down. I wanted to give you guys at least something to start with...

Again, SORRY it took so long...

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