Author's Note: All the chapters will either be the name or lyrics of songs from Broadway/any musical. "Prolouge" is from Les Mis and "Into the Woods" is from Into the Woods. "The Story of Tonight" is from Hamilton. Also this story will be the first in a series. Right now I have three more stories lined up after this. Enjoy the story.

Ana led Loki over to the open fire for him to warm up. She pulled him up a stool, before disappearing into what looked to be the kitchen. The girl returned with a cup of hot tea in her hands and shoved it into Loki's arms. He slowly drank it down as he looked on at the fire. Loki didn't need to warm up by the fire since he was never cold in the first place, but he needed to at least try to behave like a Midgardian. He could feel Ana's eyes studying him earnestly. She was doing as any woman should who lives alone and takes in random strangers walking in the middle of a snowstorm. Once he finished the tea, Ana began to speak.

"What were you doing out there in the snow?" she asked him.

"I was a little lost I'm afraid."

"Lost?" Ana said. "Where did you come from?"

"A place far away from here," he replied sadly. "You see I was running away from my parents."

She laughed. "Running away from your parents! Aren't you a little too old to be living with them still?"

"It was only until I was married," Loki grumbled, rolling his eyes in his annoyance.

"And you're not married. What are you thirty?" Ana exclaimed bewildered at the thought. "You should've been married off ages ago."

"I'm twenty-three if you must know." At least that's the Midgardian age that I'm equivalent to. "And what are you, twelve."

"Nineteen," she huffed. "Only four years younger than you."

Hah. At least that's what you believe.

"I can do math, you didn't need to tell me," he said, annoyed.

"Well judging by the clothing you are wearing I wasn't sure whether you were educated or not."

You dare ask if one of the heirs to the throne of Asgard is educated. I am more educated than you will ever be you childish brat. I'm skilled in many advanced fields of magic, math, and sciences. I can speak more languages that you can name with your very tongue. And you have the audacity to believe that I lacked a proper education. The All-Father himself will strike you down as punishment for your wa-

Loki stopped. He had to remember that he was no longer Loki Odinson, one of the two princes of Asgard. He was now Alian. A name with no ties to anything but the man he looked to be to those on this planet. A name that he'd so quickly came up with when asked. It slid off his tongue so smoothly, it was as if it was his true name. It meant "tall or high" in one of the languages spoken on Midgard. Loki was tall in the view of the men on Midgard, but among fellow Asgardians his height would be described as average. Alian could be anyone he wanted. It was time to start building him.

"Did your mother ever teach you to hold your tongue?" he asked.

"Yes, but her principles died with her and everyone else in my family."

Loki sensed a change in Ana. For once she fell silent after one of her quips. It was evident that the subject was still a sore spot on her heart. Loki watched as she retreated inside of herself as she stared at the fired.

He sighed deeply, giving her a look of pity. "I'm sorry to have offende-"

"I don't want your pity," she snapped.

"Not exactly where I was going but okay," he said softly. "I was asking if I could stay here for the night. Just for tonight. Tomorrow I'll be out of your hair, and you'll never have to see me again."

Ana looked up at him. "I guess that can be arranged. Only with the condition that you help make breakfast tomorrow. Deal?"

Loki smiled. "Deal."

He got up to follow her up the stairs. She led him down a hallway with what had to have at least five bedrooms. The house seems a little large to just have one person living in it. If her family died, wouldn't she move out of the house that once sheltered them? Is it not a painful memory? Or a pain to clean.

Ana stopped at the bedroom at the end of the hall. "This where you can stay tonight. I'll be in the room across from you if you need anything."

"Thank you."

She left him alone in the room. It was a nice-sized bedroom. Definitely smaller than his suite at the palace. His closet was bigger than this. But he liked the quaint bedroom. The grey-green walls reminded him of the cloudy days on Asgard. There was a small desk set in the corner partly hidden in the shadows that was like the one in his own study. Even though the bed, which was a dwarf to the one he was used to, granted him a familiarity he didn't expect.

After shaking off the lingering feeling of homesickness, Loki changed into softer, warmer clothes before climbing into bed. Tuckered out from the emotional and physical toil, he quickly fell asleep. Dreams of memories of too warm mothers and too daft brothers filled his head, each to be replaced with a father who didn't always give him as much love as the rest. Terrible childhood bullies to whom he is betrothed taunted him as he ran from them all. The only ones that understood was the brave warrior who he left behind to defend his honor, and the fiesty teen willing to shelter him.

Loki woke up during the early hours of dawn. The house was still quiet as it seemed that Ana had yet to wake. He rolled out of bed, deciding to make due on his promise from the night before. He quickly combed through his hair before silently creeping down the steps and into the kitchen. The house was definitely colder than it had been when he first arrived. It seemed to be because the fire had been put out last night, but the walls should still be protecting them from the elements. Loki saw the problem immediately once he looked out the window. The snow had fallen even more overnight, dropping about more than a foot then there was before. It had climbed over the porch, and several inches rested in front of the doorway. The storm had ceased for now, but looked to start once again at any moment,

Norns I hope she doesn't send me out there. Not that I can handle it, but because I'll lose my way even more. The snow will only hide buildings, and will be no help to me. I guess I'll ask Ana once she wakes up. Maybe she'll be more easily convinced if there's food in her stomach.

Cabinet doors flew open as Loki searched for anything he could use to prepare a meal for him and his hostess. He found some herbs and spices but nothing to use them for. He was just about to give up when he saw a strange looking box in the corner of the kitchen. It was the size of a bed table. Opening it, he was met with the site of several meats. Sausages and a whole chicken were inside, waiting their turn to be cooked.

Midgardians aren't completely hopeless I suppose.

Loki decided on using the sausages to pair with some bread he found in a bag lying on top of the "cold cabinet". He doused the sausage in a spice that read 'paprika' on it, making sure every inch of it was covered, before taking it over to the fireplace. He wasn't able to find a match or a fire starter to use, so he settled on using a simple spell once determining Ana wasn't around. The pot of sausages was placed on the rack before Loki sat back in the chair to relax as he waited for it to cook. Only a few minutes had passed when he heard someone coming down the stairs. Ana rounded the corner into the kitchen, appearing extremely disheveled as if she'd actually just woken up. She stared at Loki for a minute, confused before sitting down in the chair across from him.

"I honestly forgot that you were here," she said tiredly.

"I could tell from the confused look on your face when you saw me," he laughed. "I was praying that you wouldn't attack me."

"You're lucky I just woke up. What are you doing?"

"Making breakfast. Just as you asked."

"I said you could help me make breakfast, not do it all yourself."

"Well you were asleep and I was hungry, so I took it upon myself to do it," Loki explained. "Unless you prefer that I wake you."

She groggily shook her head. "What are you making anyway?"

"Sausage and bread," he said. "I found the sausage in the cold cabinet and the bread on top of it."

"First off, it's called an ice box. I don't know anyone who calls it a cold cabinet," Ana told him. "And how much of my sausage did you use?"

Loki removed the pot from the fire and began to empty the sausage unto two plates he set out for them. He placed two on Ana's plate and three on his along with a slice of bread.

"Five links from the line."

Ana looked back and forth at their plates, taking in the apparent imbalance between them.

"How come you got three links and I only got two?" she huffed.

Why is this girl so damn difficult? I'm starting to wish that she left me out in the snow.

"Because I'm older and bigger than you."

"But it's my sausage. Shouldn't I get more links?"

Loki rolled his eyes. "Yes, but due to size, I need it more than you."

"Well due to it being my sausage that I had to hunt for myself, I'll get three links and you'll get two." Ana argued. Her mouth began to form a smirk. "Or I can always just kick you out of my house. Judging by the fact a blizzard is about to set in, you'll probably want to stay in a place with food, heat, and a bed."

I could go outside. I'd be fine. No troublesome teenagers to worry about. I could find a settlement nearby to live in until I work up enough money for me to leave this ice box. But at the same time, what if I don't find a place and eventually starve or freeze to death. The cold is just as deadly as Ana. At least I would have a bed to sleep in. And food, water, and heat.

"Fine," he sighed in defeat after weighing in on his options.

Ana grabbed the extra link of his plate and gave him a wry smile before shoving it in her mouth.

"Smart boy."

"More like man."

They ate the rest of their breakfast in silence. Ana finished first and waited patiently for Loki to finish before taking his plate over to a tin tub. She sent him outside to fetch some snow to melt down into water. She used it to wash the dishes and the pot down before returning to her room upstairs. Loki sighed in relief as she finally left him alone. He decided to use his time to explore what he could of the house.

Starting with the downstairs portion, he walked through the parlour. It was filled with white everything. From the lavish sofas to the high walls, everything seemed to be adorned with the color. Gold accents from odd trinkets found in a basket on one of the tables were the only things breaking the limited color spectrum. After deciding that it hurt his eyes, Loki moved on to what appeared to be Ana's study. It was quite large for a place that only served one person. There was a small mahogany desk in the corner which was surrounded by countless bookshelves. At least I'll have something to read if I become bored. In the middle of the space was a table covered in at least a dozen maps. Loki unrolled one to reveal the planet and its features. He recalled that Midgard had six large landmasses, one of which the Midgardians divided into two separate ones called Europe and Asia. Russia was part of both and took up most of Asia. He rerolled the map before venturing on to another room. He stumbled into the kitchen/common area that he had been in when he first arrived the night before and that morning. He walked through the rooms to get to a dining room. There were about eight chairs around the table. A pale blue tablecloth draped over it along with a white runner on top. Golden plates and silverware were placed out at every spot, though Loki could tell they were mostly unused due to the amount of dust on them.

I'll be back to clean you later. If mother were here, she would have a heart attack upon seeing the state the dining ware is in.

Loki began to make his way up the stairs to the upper levels of the house. There was an open landing before it broke off into a hallway. Loki presumed that Ana was in her room at the end of the hall as the door was closed. He went into the first bedroom on the passage. It was a little bigger than the one he was in now and had two beds inside. They were separated by a window and a bed table. Unlike the walls in his bedroom, the paint was more of a dark blue. A chest and a large wardrobe sat across from the beds, along with a chest on each foot of the furniture. It seemed to be more of a child's room than Loki's. Maybe she had some brothers who shared the room.

The bedroom across the hall had brown walls. There was only one bed inside. It was more adult friendly than the previous space Loki had been in. It had a desk in the corner just like his did along with a small bookshelf. The room didn't seem as cozy as the other one did, but it was just because of his particular taste. Another bedroom was next door. It looked like someone had tried to turn a regular bedroom into a nursery. It had deep red walls and black drapes covering the windows, yet a crib situated along the wall. There was a toy chest opposite the crib and a rocking chair in the corner. The dark feel of the so-called "nursery" made Loki question if Ana knew anything about children.

After concluding that there was nothing left that he could explore in the house, Loki returned back to his room. He sat on his bed and gazed out of the window for the rest of the afternoon. He watched as the snow came down more and more, getting higher and higher. The wind whipped around the woods as frozen branches fell onto the frozen ground. It was when one barely missed the house that Loki whispered a protection spell over it. Then he laid down to take a nap from which he didn't stir from for the rest of the day.

Author's Note: So what about the Far From Home trailer. May and Happy got together. Tony's not in the trailer. Tony probably died in Endgame...

Anyway the Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse soundtrack and movie are lit, along with the Prowler theme. We need to start getting ready for our Loki TV show and our pg-13 to (R) rated Black Widow movie. Don't forget to follow me on Tumblr: tvLifeGirl12. Goodnight!