Mischief Managed

Part 6

Nolite Te Bastardes Carborundorum

Been storming up some major storylines for my fan fiction lately. But I tell you, it's good to be back!

Anyway, todays story is all about Anne. Loki has decided to leave her be for the time being since she is on her period. So there won't be any hot steamy sexual scenes(don't shoot me now). Anyway, on with the story, hope you all enjoy. And don't forget to follow and comment, please & thank you.

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Anne was having yet another one of her intense nightmares; she was in a darken void, fully nude, with Loki in his tight and lustful embrace.

"You are mine forever." He whispered in her ear, "And I will get what I want. I always do…"

Suddenly Anne woke up as she usually does, gasping for breath and covered in cold sweat. But then she noticed something different as she awoke, she was back home in her old bedroom. She suddenly felt an overwhelming relief as she looked around. All of her stuff was there in her room; from her blue tie-dye bedsheets, her cluttered up desktop and dresser, her dolls and stuffed animals, and her walls covered in rockstar and horse posters. She quickly jumped out of bed and headed down the stairs. As she was halfway down she saw her parents, sitting right there in the living room. It was a sight so revilingly beautiful that it almost brought her to tears.

"Mom! Dad!" She shouted out, "Am I ever fucking glad to see you!"

Her parents turned around to see her. But instead of a harmful and loving greeting she had expected, instead had a look of confusion and fear as they saw her.

"Who are you?" Her mom said,

"What?" Anne asked in shock,

"Dan!" Her mom said to her dad, "Call the police, there's an intruder in our house!"

Filled with shock and fear of what was transpiring, Anne quickly bolted back up the stairs and ran towards her bedroom. But as she approached the doorway she saw that it was now a dark and musty room, full of nothing but stacked boxes and cobwebs all over. And just as Anne backed up she felt an all too familiar arm wrap around her, pulling her towards a familiar hard and broad feeling body, and healed a dark and familiar laugh echoing in her ear.

And in an instant, Anne jolted up from yet another nightmare she was having. And knew that she wasn't in another one since now she was feeling the onset of menstrual cramps. She was relived, yet disappointed to be back in the same bedchamber as before. The last thing she remembered was getting her period the pervious day, again relived at the fact that she was both not yet pregnant and the fact that Loki would be leaving her alone until her bleeding has stopped. And since then, her maid, Merida has provided her with the necessities need during this time.

Anne was given what looked like wool-like crochet woven underwear with a thick cotton lining at the Botton to absorb her blood. She was also given a wine skin filled with hot water to soothe her cramping that came with her period. And of course her meals were broth to her contain food that were needed to replenish her blood loss. Foods such as red meats, leafy greens, whole grains, and fresh fruits. Though Anne wished she was given chocolate, and only chocolate since that is what she usually had during her period like most girls and women do.

Anne got out of bed and headed towards the bathing room to clean herself up. Soon after she washed herself up, changed into fresh padding and a clean nightdress(short flowing light yellow dress with lacy off-shoulder short sleeves), ate a bit of breakfast and soon got herself back into bed. And just as she got back in and made herself comfortable, she noticed a fairly large leather-bound book on the nightstand. She didn't noticed that there before. Curious, she picked up the book and flipped though it to find that all the pages were entirely blank. She though it was one of Loki's sick jokes, giving her a book without a word in it to read. Just then she noticed a small parchment fall out from the pages and onto the bed. Anne picked it up to find a note written on it, from Loki.

'This book can contain any story you desire. Just say the name of the title and it will appear. A little something to keep you busy in my absents. Enjoy my darling.'

Loki

Okay, now she really thinks things are getting ridiculous now. Being given a magic book that can make any story appear if she asks. Like if she were to hold it right now and say out loud any title of any book, it would instantly appear. For instants, say if she were to say…

"The Holy Bible." Anne scoffed,

Anne then opened the book and there it was. The pages of the holy bible right there in that book alone. Every paragraph, every testament, every gospel, it was all there. Anne suddenly slammed the book, she was in both shock and awe at what just happened. Then she decided to call out another title of a book.

"Gulliver's Travel." She said,

And there it was, even the woodcarver illustrations were in there too. Then she called out more titles, from the entire work of William Shakespeare to history and continental textbooks that she would read in school. Then she thought of another book title that she had in mind. One that she truly admired, one that fitted to her situation, and the last book that she was reading right before she was taken. She grabbed a hold of the book and called out the title.

"The Handmaid's Tale."

And sure enough, there it was. Now, she remembered first reading it when she was 16. It was recommended to her by one of her friends, who was your quintessential headstrong feminist in-training. She decided to do it as part of her English classes independent book report. Not only did it depict female reprehension and extreme religious cultism at it's finest, but Anne felt a huge report to the story's main character, Offred, and their current situation. Both are taken captive and used as human breeding machines for the most powerful men in charge of the hell they are in. Except Anne gets to keep her name, is allowed to read, and is not going to be discarded once she gives birth to Loki's much desired male heir. As he mentioned to her when she first met him, that she would be birthing his children till she takes her very last breath.

Anyway, enough about that unpleasant memory, Anne once again got herself comfy in the bed and proceeded to read The Handmaid's Tale. She was well into the story in the hours that past, and how she also noticed and slightly envied that the handmaids get to venture out of the household. Even if it was just to run errands. And yet Anne was simply and soul confined to the vast bedchamber in Loki's palace in an vast galaxy. Another part of the story that gave Anne bittersweet chills was Offred bittersweetly reminiscing of her old life before society crumbled. This made Anne think about her old life too, about school, about time spent with her friends and family, to even a cone of cookies n' cream ice cream that was better than sex that she would get at her local ice cream shop. And just as Anne was really getting into the story, she was suddenly interrupted by her maid, Merida, who had just come in with fresh supplies and a hot prepared meal.

"I'm very sorry, M'Lady." She apologized. "I didn't mean to disturb you."

"It's alright." Anne said, "Think it might be time to take a break. Thank you for the meal and supplies."

"Not at all, M'Lady." Merida said,

Anne placed the ribbon marked in the book, put it down on the nightstand beside her, stretched out, and got out of be and walked towards the table where her meal and fresh padding was. As she sat down she couldn't but ask something that was on her mind about Merida.

"Merida." She asked, "Can I ask you something?"

"Yes, M'Lady?" Merida respond,

"how do you put up with such a cruel and impatiently demanding tyrant like Loki?"

There was a small pause of silence, until Merida spoke out and gave her answer.

"I just simply follow what the master demands, and I keep to myself as much as possible."

"Oh." Anne responded back, "Okay… just though I might ask. Thank you for that and everything else."

"My simplest pleasure, M'Lady." Merida said,

"Please, call me Anne." Anne requested,

"Very well… Lady Anne." Merida said

'Meh, close enough.' Anne thought,

"I will comeback for your platter and discarded padding later on." Merida then said before leaving,

As soon as Merida left the room, Anne let out an exhausted sigh of disbelief as to what just happened. Obviously Merida's answer provided no reassurance to her. She then quickly collected herself and proceeded to eat her meal. Frankly she was sick of eating nothing but red meat and greens, all she really wanted was just chocolate. And right by her meal, to her sudden surprise she saw a small plate of chocolate truffles. She felt suspicious, one of Loki's coy briberies to make him look less unbearable. But Anne didn't care, she went straight for it because that was all she mainly craved.

During the entire week of her mensural cycle, all Anne ever did was have her meals, keeping herself a little physical active(such as swimming laps in the bathing pond, doing simple crunches, and a little yoga), and mainly read The Handmaid's Tale in bed. Since she had nearly all the time to read she was already though it and was reading it a second time. Covering all from the Ceremony Night, to the Wall where the bodies of those who opposed hung, to the Jezebels. But there was one section of the story that really caught Anne's attention; it was when Offred found a message carved into the bottom of her closet wall by the previous handmaid that was there. The carving read: 'Nolite Te Bastardes Carborundorum'. Roughly translated later in the story it meant: 'Don't Let The Bastards Grind You Down' in latin. Something that privet school kids would write in their text books and inside bathroom stalls as something to get them through their life in that establishment. And soon became Offreds personal mantra thought the story to keep herself reassured until her escape at the very end. Later on Anne had decided to use that same line as her personal mantra to get herself though her own inconvenient situation, and hopefully that one day she would escape to just like Offred. But for now she knew that her period would soon be over, and it would yet be Ceremony Night every night until her next period. But for now it was still story time.

Two days later, Anne was fully healed and was waiting not ever so patiently for Loki's arrival. Since then she had taken a break from reading The Handmaid's Tale a third time and briefly switched over to Legends and Mythologies of the Ancient World. Just so she won't rouse Loki's suspicions, that is if she tried. Anyway, Anne was lying in the silk covered bed, staring up at the star covered ceiling, and quietly repeating her personal mantra to herself as she was slowly drifting to a light sleep.

"Nolite Te Bastarde Carborundorum… Nolite Te Bastarde Carborundorum… Nolite Te Bastarde Carborundorum…"

"Don't Let The Bastard Grind You Down!"

Anne was suddenly aroused from the sudden interruption. She quickly sat up and slowly turned to her lefthand side to see non other than Loki standing right there. Hands behind his back and that look of anticipation on his demeanour.

To Be Continued…