Chapter 8

"Oh my god." Darcy stated. Loki had just walked out of a dressing room, and Darcy thought she was going to faint.

"What?" Loki asked. What! Did he seriously just ask that question? Darcy thought Loki was a hot guy, but she changed her mind at that moment. He wasn't just hot... HE WAS SMOKING HOT! He was wearing a green t-shirt(The man liked his green), jeans, and sneakers. He was in the most casual clothes she had ever seen him in, yet she could feel her mouth-watering

"Humunadfdrf." She mumbled, with her jaw wide open. She covered her mouth, and blushed. He smiled mischievously. Mortals blushing, or screaming, usually filled joy in his heart. But, for some reason, this particular mortal was making him feel... liked. On Asgard, the women may have smiled, if he complimented them, but Thor always got the attention. He never experienced this before.

"I meant, WOW! That outfit is, uh, peachy!" She said, and put on a wide smile. He stared at her in confusion, and turned back around into the dressing room. Darcy smacked her forehead.

"Darcy?" A voice asked. She turned around, and standing there was Ian... and his girlfriend.

"Ian, it's so nice to see you." She said, with a fake smile, and her teeth clenched. His girlfriend had long, red hair. Her eyes were a bright blue, and she had on a dress that showed off every curve.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, as Loki stepped out of the dressing room.

"Oh, I'm here with my, uh." She turned to Loki, with wide eyes. He stood next to her. He had no clue what was going on, but he knew that Darcy was annoyed with Ian.

"Boyfriend. This is my boyfriend." Darcy said, as she put her hand around his waist, and pulled him close.

"Oh, ok." Ian said. "This is Amber, my girlfriend." He finished.

"Ha, that's peachy." Darcy said, through a fake smile, and clenched teeth.

"What brings you guys to the mall?" Ian asked, and Darcy kept smiling. She knew why Ian, and Amber, were here. They were shopping for new clothes to replace the old ones. The ones she and Loki destroyed.

"We were just shopping for some new clothes. Poor Jim, here, needed new pairs of jeans." Darcy said, as she put one hand on Loki's chest.

"Yeah, I'm Jim." Loki said, uncomfortably. Darcy smiled, and saw that 'Amber' was making googly eyes at Ian.

"Cool. Ian, and I, are buying new clothes from an earlier incident. Right, baby." Amber said, as she looked at Ian. They started doing lovey-dovey stuff, and Darcy was pretty sure she was going to get sick. The 2 people looked back at Darcy, and Loki. Darcy wanted to show them that she was perfectly happy without him, so she turned to Loki, and kissed him. Not on the cheek, or the hand, ON THE LIPS! He was first shocked, but began kissing back. Ian and Amber had deflating smiles.

"We'll just see you later than." Ian said, and Darcy waved her hand in a 'Bye-Bye' gesture, while still kissing Loki. His lips were soft, but passionate. Her lips were fierce, and loving. They broke apart for air, and made eye contact.

"Sorry, I know that was sudden, but." She said, and he kissed her again. She threw her arms around his neck, and he took her head into his hands.

"My Gods, this mortal is a good kisser" Loki thought to himself.

"Holy shit." Darcy thought. They broke apart once more, and Darcy felt herself blush.

"So, do you want to go out for ice cream?" Darcy asked. She looked up at Loki's tall frame, and his green eyes. Usually they were dull whenever he saw a mortal, now they were a bright green.

"Ice cream?" He asked.

"Dude, you have so much to learn." She said, as she kissed him once more.

"This is ice cream?" Loki asked. He had gotten simple vanilla, and she had gotten cookies and cream. They were sitting in the car outside of an ice cream shop.

"Yep. Go on, try it." She said. He took one lick, and felt his eyes widen. It was ice-cold... and delicious! He kept licking, and licking.

"Um, dude?" She asked.

"What?" He asked. He hadn't realized that he had begun turning into his Jotun form.

"I think the ice cream is poisoned. You've turned into blue Olaf." She said, as he looked into his rearview mirror.

"Oh, of course." He said, as he looked at his Jotun form. He had lost control over it, while eating the ice cream. "I'm sorry."

"It's ok. THE COLD NEVER BOTHERED ME ANYWAY!" She half-sang, half-screamed. He stared at her in confusion.

"Ok. Do I want to know where you came up with that idea?" He asked. She rolled her eyes.

"Duh, Frozen." She said. He looked at her in a confused way.

"Dude, you've never seen Frozen?" She asked.

"No."

"Damn." She said. He looked at the sky, and saw that the sun was setting. It was time.

"Excuse me." He said, as he stepped out of the car.

"Where do you think your going?" She asked, as he returned to his normal form.

"The resting room of course." He said.

"You mean the restroom?" She said. He nodded his head, and walked away. Or at least, that's what Darcy thought, when in reality, he had teleported to Jotunheim.

"I want to speak with Laufey." Loki said. He had come in battle armor, and was ready to speak to his 'father'.

"What do you want?" Laufey said, as he appeared on his throne. Loki smiled, as he turned towards him.

"I want you to help me take over Midgard." Loki said. Laufey laughed.

"Last time I did that, it didn't end so well. We all know of how you failed in that mortal city. What difference would there be now?" Laufey asked.

"It comes with a death of the future Asgardian king." Loki said.

"Thor? You know that there is no chan-"

"Not Thor, you idiot, his future child." Loki interrupted.

"So, the mighty Thor has gotten an Asgardian pregnant. How shocking." Laufey said, in a monotone voice.

"Not an Asgardian, but a Midgardian. A silly mortal, who is too in love to even care about anything else. If we can kill them, then Thor will be weak and that is when I will strike. He will die and... Odin will have no choice, but to give the throne to me." Loki explained.

"And if he doesn't?"

"The bafoon is old, and is getting weaker and weaker, everyday. He will fall." Loki explained. Laufey nodded his head in agreement.

"What do we get?" Laufey said.

"Mortals begging at your feet for mercy, to become slaves for you day and night."

"Alright, but if you mess this up," Laufey gave a short laugh, "You will not make it for very long."

"Fine." Loki said.

"What do you need my soldiers to do?" Laufey asked.

"With my magic, and their 'ice' power, I can create the biggest ice storm to control all Midgard." Loki said.

"Do we have a deal?" Loki asked. Laufey hesitated.

"Deal."

This chapter was so fun to write. I actually got the inspiration for the ice cream scene from a picture I had seen on Google. (Cause, I'm a google addict) So, credit to the creator of that prompt. Please review, they make my day. Till next time.

Live Long and Prosper,

Pianogirl203