Chapter 7

Jane and Thor had been kissing... for 2 minutes. Loki had a look of disgust on his face, and Darcy? Darcy had a mixture of disgust, and happiness. (If that's even a thing.)

"Wow, those 2 are getting into it." She thought.

"Ok, well, I'm gonna go-" Darcy was interrupted.

"I'll join you." Loki said, as Darcy practically ran out of the room. Loki followed her, and closed the door behind him.

"That was-"

"Disturbing, nasty. Honestly, I'm not sure how we stood there for that long." Loki said.

"I was actually going to say awkward, but that works too." Darcy said. She looked at Loki, and noticed he was wearing his green armor.

"Oh, this blows." She said.

"What blows? I didn't feel any breeze." Loki stated.

"No, not a breeze. It's your outfit." She stated.

"My outfit is perfectly comfortable, and I don't care what you mortals think. I am a god, and deserve to be stared at. Plus, I-"

"Am making a scene about clothing in the middle of a hallway." Darcy said. "I noticed. Now, you may be an almighty, powerful, mischievous god, but I am not going to ruin my reputation by walking around with a dude, who looks like he came from a renaissance fair." Darcy stated. Loki tried to come up with a good come back, but he couldn't think of one.

"Oh, this blows." Darcy said, again.

"Look, I don't feel any wind. I don't know why you keep saying that." Loki said.

"I just realized that Eric should be coming back soon." Darcy said, with wide eyes.

"Eric?" Loki asked.

"The guy who you mind-controlled, to create a portal for the alien things in New York, and pretty much scarred him for life." Darcy said.

"Oh, him." Loki said.

"He thinks your dead, and when he comes back, oh no." Darcy said. "He'll have a relapse, and then he will go back in the loony bin, and, and-"

"Hey, relax." Loki said, as he put his arm forward. He hesitated, but then put his arm back out to reach Darcy.

"What the hell are you doing?" Darcy asked.

"I'm trying to offer a mortal way of comfort." Loki said, in an annoyed tone. Finally, he put his hand on her shoulder. Darcy felt a rush of energy go through her. His eyes were serious, yet confused. She thought it was kind of cute.

"Uh, it's ok." He said. "Don't worry about Eric, and the bin of loonies." Loki said. Darcy gave a confused look.

"I appreciate the gesture, but, this is really awkward. Plus, it's not your style." Darcy said. She may have felt the rush of energy, but he probably didn't. What Darcy didn't know, was that he wished he could hold her forever, and feel her soft hair against his skin.

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"What's going on now?" Fury asked. He was lying in his medical bed, when in barged in Maria Hill. Ever since the Hydra incident he had seen professional doctors. They were to check all his vitals, and every part of his body, that was shot. The only problem is, it lasts for 2 hours.

"Sir, there seems to be some sort of storm beginning to form over England." Maria said.

"A storm?" He asked.

"An ice storm. Readings show that it's bigger than Texas and New York, combined. The temperature is going to drop into the negatives, ice will cover all of England, and it is set to hit in 3 weeks." Maria explained.

"Will people be able to survive it?" Fury asked.

"It's hard to explain." She sighed. "Sir, do you know the movie The Day After Tomorrow?" She asked.

"Yes." He replied.

"It will be like that. Only, much worse. The temperatures will freeze buildings, and people." She sighed, once more. "From what I've learned, no-one will survive. What's worse, is that the storm could spread all over the world, but we are not sure."

"Then make sure. We need to evacuate all of England, start building protection that will uphold every single temperature possible. Do everything to protect people from this storm, and figure out how to stop it." Fury replied.

"That's not just it, sir. If the storm does spread, within the next few months we could all be frozen."

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"What is this monstrosity?" Loki asked.

"It's called Boden." Darcy said. She had driven the two, to a nearby Boden store. It had men's wear, women's wear, almost everything. She knew Eric would come back from his trip, soon. But, she had to make Loki more... casual, when it came to the eventual reunion.

"Now, what's your size?" She asked.

"Um, I'm not sure if it's similar to the mortal way of sizing." He said. She sighed.

"Ok, I'm going to take you in there. But, you need to look more... mortal."She said.

"Fine." He said, sharply. All of a sudden, he was wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. His hair, meanwhile, was still long. She stared at him, for a long time. He was handsome, and not buff, but lean. He was at least 6 foot, or somewhere near there, and was muscular. He might not have been Thor, but she was pretty sure girls would drool over him.

"Darcy?"

"Yeah?" She asked.

"You got a little something by your mouth." He said. Yep, she definitely was drooling. She wiped it away quickly.

"Ok, into the store." She said, and practically jumped out of the car. Loki followed, and stared at her. On Asgard, the women wouldn't have given him a second glance. Besides, "He's a prince. Bow down." sort of look, was usually what came. As the two walked in, they bumped into each other, and Darcy blushed. Once again, an electricity ran through her, and she shivered. Loki let her go in first.

"Thanks." She said.

"Your welcome." He replied. Even if he was evil, he had never forgotten the Asgardian ways. Especially, how to be polite to women. Frigga had taught him how to treat a woman, and how to use his manners. Frigga. Mother. Those were what he had called her. She was the only one who came to visit him in his cell. Even if she was just a hologram.

"Hey, are you okay?" Darcy asked. He had a tear running down his cheek, and he wiped it away.

"I'm fine. Come on, let's get this over with." He said, in an annoyed tone. Darcy stared at him, as he walked further into the store.

"That man has mental issues." She stated, as she followed him farther into the store.

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Sorry for the late update. I got really busy, and didn't have the time. Oh, who here HATED it when they killed off Frigga? Please tell me I'm not the only one? By the way, I'm not British, so I hope Boden is a British clothing store, if not... whoops.

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