Chapter 5

Five chapters in! Woohoo! Lol. :)
I've been thinking about what I want this story to become. I may end up making this a romance fic; I don't know yet. What do you think? If it ends up getting a romantic spin, I don't think it would be overly sappy lol. But like I said, I'm not decided yet. I'd love to get suggestions lol. But here is the chapter! Please please please review, even if you hate it, even if you love it, even if you have suggestions. :)

Deidra woke to the sunlight shining in her eyes. She groaned and checked her clock. It was 12:37 PM. She groaned and lay back on her pillow. She didn't get nearly enough sleep. They didn't get home until after 5:30 that morning.

'At least I took today off,' she thought.

She lay in bed for about ten more minutes before getting up. She showered and got dressed for the day.

She walked out of her bedroom and noticed the house was silent. She looked towards the guest bedroom. The door was still shut. She figured Loki was still sleeping.

'Even if he ran away again he can just stay gone this time,' she thought.

She didn't think he would run away again, though. The walls in the house were thin and she had heard him sobbing before she fell asleep. She hated to hear anyone cry like that. She looked at the bedroom door in pity before going into the kitchen to start cooking.

Loki woke to a pleasing aroma. He got out of bed and dressed, then stepped to his window and looked out. The sun was shining brightly and he could hear birds singing nearby.

He took a deep breath and let it out. 'Today shall be a better day,' he said to himself.

He turned and left the room, shutting the door behind him. He walked into the living room and saw Deidra taking a pan off the stove.

"Hi there," she greeted him pleasantly.

He walked to the table and sat where a plate was waiting for him.

"What is this?" He asked as she placed a small brown disc shaped food item on his plate followed by long strips of reddish brown somethings.

"Pancakes and bacon," she replied filling her plate as well. "I have syrup for the pancakes too. It's technically lunch time but I love pancakes." She handed him a syrup bottle and went to fill their drinks.

Loki looked at the bottle filled with dark, thick liquid. He popped the cap, turned it upside down and slowly squeezed out a tiny drop of syrup on his pancake. He replaced the cap and put the bottle in the center of the table.

"I'm not sure I understand the purpose of syrup," he said as she sat back down with their drinks. "Is it for food decoration?"

Deidra smiled and tried her best to hold back her amusement. She cleared her throat. "No," she said. "It makes them sweet. You have to put a lot."

She picked up the bottle and smothered hers with the syrup. She handed it to him. He looked very unsure, but did as she did.

"If this is a jest-" he started to warn, looking at her.

"No I swear," she cut him off, shaking her head. She cut and took a bite of hers. "See?"

He raised an eyebrow, slowly cut a piece and bit into it. From the look on his face, it was obvious he expected it to be horrible.

His expression disappeared. He looked at her. "This...this is good," he said with a soft smile.

She smiled back. "I would not steer you wrong," she replied.

They finished their brunch, making idle chit chat, the air between them not nearly as tense as it had been.

After their meal Deidra placed the dishes in the sink.

"Alright," she said to him. "If you're going to stay here, you're going to have to pull your own weight. You can start by washing the dishes."

He laughed, obviously very amused. He walked up to her. "I do not trifle with housework," he said leaning against the counter. "I'm a prince. I have never washed a dish in my life and I do not plan on starting now."

Deidra stared up at Loki, a full head taller than she, and he stared right back, a crooked smile playing on his lips. Neither spoke for several moments.

Suddenly Deidra burst out laughing as if he had told the most hilarious joke she had ever heard. His smile faded and was replaced by a very confused look. That was not the reaction he had expected.

She picked up a dish sponge and put it against his chest. In surprise he took it from her hands.

She turned and walked away, still laughing. "Be sure to scrub them good, my prince."

Confuddled, he watched her go out the front door.

"What?" He said out loud in a very confused voice. No one had ever outright laughed in his face before. He wasn't sure how to react to that at all.

He stared at the front door a few moments longer then looked at the sponge in his hand, still against his chest. He sighed and turned around to the sink to figure out how to wash the dishes. "Very well," he said out loud.

Deidra walked to the side of the house where the spout to the water hose was. She turned it on and picked up the end of the hose. She drug it around back and began watering her vegetable and flower garden.

She couldn't believe she just laughed in his face like that. She felt it was incredibly rude, but then again she couldn't stand that self satisfied little smile he had. It was either hit him or laugh. So she laughed.

She still wasn't quite sure about Loki. She had decided that he more than likely wouldn't hurt her unprovoked, but she didn't want to find out what he would do if she up and hit him, even if he was being an ass.

She chuckled a little. His face was priceless, though. She wondered if he was actually doing the dishes. She wondered if he knew how to do the dishes.

She finished up watering the plants and turned off the hose, rolling it back up in his place.

'I better check on him,' she thought going onto the small back porch. She opened the back door and walked into the kitchen.

She stopped dead in her tracks and gasped.

Suds. Suds were all over the counter. And water. Water was everywhere.

And Loki... Loki was standing in front of her with a very self-satisfied smirk on his face.

"I washed yor dishes," he said motioning to sparkling clean dishes in the dish drain.

"You flooded my kitchen!" She exclaimed.

He looked around. "So I did," he said with a laugh.

"Why?"

He shrugged. "You failed to demonstrate to me how to do it."

She frowned. He was right. "I'm sorry," she said with a sigh. She scratched her head. "Will you help me clean this mess up?"

He looked off as if thinking it over, then he nodded. "Yes," he said.

As they cleaned Deidra looked at him. "Just asking, but did you make this mess on purpose?"

He frowned. "Of course not," he said honestly.

She nodded in acceptance and continued to clean.

Around 6 PM that night, Deidra sat on the sofa watching television. Loki was in his room, reading a book on his bed. Suddenly the skies darkened outside and the power went out as a huge clap of thunder and lightning rocked the house.

"Holy crap!" She cried out in surprise.

Again and again the lightning and thunder came. Deidra rushed to the window. The lightning bolts were everywhere.

Loki had rushed to her side to also look out the window.

"What's going on with this weather?" She asked loudly over the chaos outside. It was supposed to be clear weather all week. She wasn't expecting him to answer, though.

Loki just stared out the window. "It's my brother..." He finally said.