Punishable by ... DROWNING
A LokixOC fanfic
Disclaimer: I don't own marvel, or Loki from the Avengers/Thor. But Annabell, Rose, and the Magics clan are mine, as are my theme/plot/story line.
Romance/dark angst/adventure/humor, everything! YAY!
Chapter one:
Annabell wore a dark, almost night sky blue tunic with black metallic shoulder strips, along with a straight line of embroidered black metal across her chest, a box frame alone her chest. Her draped sleeves flowed out as she picked up the chalk beside the board and began to write down her name on the board. It astonished her how much Asgard had for not being earth. Chalk was common like is on Earth, and it brought back nostalgia to her mind. The smell of a fresh board, the feel of chalk on her fingers, the sound of chairs moving against a tile floor.
"Good morning, everyone." She smiled as she turned to the small group of children around the ages of 4 to about 7. Some tall and some small, 2/3 males and 1/3 female, all dressed relatively the same. They bowed their heads and pulled out parchment and writing utensils. Annabell cocked her brow and crossed her arms at them, eyes locked on the group who seemed to await her instruction. When she stayed quiet, they looked up.
"I said… good morning." Her smile grew as they looked confused. "This is where you say Good morning Miss Annabell."
They hesitated as a few of them looked back down. But a small brunette girl smiled and stood up from her chair.
"Good morning, Miss Annabell!" Her face almost split in half from her smile as the small girl ran up and threw her arms around Annabell's thigh. Annabell bent slightly to pick up the girl and pull her up onto her hip.
"And you are?" Annabell asked, her arms wrapped around the girl's waist.
"Gwenivere." She smiled, her brilliant blue eyes glowed like an ocean.
"Well, good morning Gwenivere, you may go sit back down." Annabell put the girl down, and let her leave with a small kiss to her head. She skipped back to her seat, giddy and giggly. Then two blond boys jumped up and waved with giant smiles.
"Mosh."
"Tosh." Then a blond girl stood up lazily behind them.
"Mactyre." She mumbled with sleepy eyes. That left 3 boys left. A black haired boy who stayed in the back quietly, but the other two hay haired boys raised hands.
"Franc."
"Rechnid."
"And he's Po…." Gwenivere grinned, her hand pointing to the shy boy in the back. It would be a start, Annabell was used to students ready and knowing of her nature. A whole classroom and not a small study group, things would be different. Thor explained that their last teacher fought with Thor on the battle ground and died gloriously.
Annabell didn't see how a teacher would also be a soldier, but this was Asgard and not Earth. Things would be completely different. After tucking a strand of brunette hair behind her ear, she turned to her desk.
"Raise of hands, who likes sitting on the floor rather than at a desk?" As she turned with her small board she found that all of their hands were raised and a giant smile grew on her face. "Good, me too. First project, push the desks around the edges of the rooms for use later. Gweneviere you and Rechnid grab 7 of these large mats from in front of my desk and make a circle with them with enough space for us to sit. GO!"
~x.X~
"Brother, do you not see this as unfair?" Loki groaned with his eyes rolled as Thor sat inside his chamber. The chamber was suspended in a dungeon, locked behind a door only Thor could open, the walls infused with magic by Odin himself.
"It was not my fault Loki, you knew this would happen." Thor stated with his fingers to his forehead.
"Is there not a way I can see her? Give a poor dead man his last wish?" Loki snickered as Thor looked to him with such a look that could kill even frost giants. Loki shrugged and yawned, "was worth a try," he mumbled.
"Loki, I am not a fool. You are not to touch another soul or see another soul till you have finished your punishment." Thor frowned. "Don't try and smart me, Brother."
"I out smart you every moment, Brother." Loki sneered, his face screwed up. He turned and looked back to the book on his desk. He didn't need to hear his brother's snide words. Here in this room where his magic was sucked from his body like poison from a wound. Once again he was locked up in a prison with no magic. Atleast on Earth he had a chance of finding entertainment.
On Earth, there had been Annabell.
"Well, if you continue to insult me, I will just take my leave. I won't tell you about Annabell at all, even though there is quiet the story of dinner last night. Have fun in your isolation, Loki." Loki snapped around to Thor who smirked right back at his raven haired brother. With a scowl and a glower, Loki turned his chair around and sighed.
"Fine, my tongue will lessen its bite." Loki grumbled and crossed his arms.
"For a man who shouts he doesn't feel for anyone, you sure are interested in her life." Thor quizzed with a grin. A grin Loki knew well, because he usually wore it when he won a battle of wits over Thor. It was the blonde's turn to be the winner. Loki had to admit, Thor did learn much more, his intelligence grew every day since he fell for that Human.
"I'm not going to grovel for you brother, I'm merely interested in her well-being. She is attached to me for some foolish reason, is it not fair of me to make sure she is well?"
Thor sat there with watchful eyes as Loki stared right back. With a sigh from his brother, Thor finally procured a small plate. Loki felt an internal grin as he kept a stone face, Thor moved to the desk and placed it down before he poured water into the golden plate.
"When the water dries up, your time is up." Thor stated.
"Will you refresh the water later, if I'm good?" Loki snickered. Thor only nodded and turned from his brother. Loki watched his brother retreat from Loki's desk towards the door only to stop.
"Father thinks she is as witty as you. She nearly cut Sif with her sharp tongue at dinner." Thor grinned and looked over his shoulder.
"Well, she definitely isn't a dull creature." Loki chuckled, turning his chair towards the plate. The sound of a chair pushed back up against the wall and the door opening brought a grin to his face as he spun the plate gently. The water stayed still, but the plate spun, an image coming to his vision.
Annabell sat at the front of her classroom, her hand raised in a wave as the last child left the classroom. That same grin on her face as when she was back in the pre-school, Loki knew it well and couldn't help but hold his hands back. He wanted to freeze the plate just to see that smile longer, but he couldn't help the curiosity of what would happen now that she was alone. The spinning took water away from the plate, it sucked into the dish the more it was used. He would have to be careful how long he watched.
Annabell sat up against the board and looked up into the sky, it looked like she was staring right at him.
"It's still not the same." He could hear her say. Loki turned from the plate only to turn right back as he saw a small tear drop down her right cheek. "He didn't even say goodbye…"
Loki stopped the plate and pushed from the desk and stormed to his bed. His chest clenched with anger and regret. Guilt smashed into his stomach as he sat there. Anger boiled in his stomach as he snatched up a pillow from the bed and tossed it across the room.
This was supposed to be his punishment, so why did he feel it was hers too? Annabell had not done anything wrong.
"THOR!" Loki roared, he jumped to his feet and strode towards the door. Loki would pound on that door for hours if he had to just to gain his brother's attention.
"THOR!" His fist rose to the large wooden door when it swung open and there was the golden haired prince himself.
"Loki?"
"What do you want from me? What do I have to do?" Loki snarled, his hand raised to grab his brother but the barrier between the door and him prevented him. Thor looked to his brother and Loki huffed, turning from the door. He stormed to the plate and yanked it up, the water never leaving the plate, like it was stuck to the plate. The image of her crying there still, it stayed to rip his mind from his skull.
"She is not the one at fault, how dare you make it so."
"She is not being punished." Thor barked back to his brother.
"Do you not see it?" Loki snapped. "She is punished, do you not realize this? Brother you are dense! She is miserable!"
"She got her wish, she wanted to teach!" Thor slammed the door behind him and stormed into the room. Loki met him in the middle and held up the plate in front of his dense brother.
"Does this look like a happy maiden?" Loki snarled. "Does she look like she's welcomed? Even you confessed to her and Sif arguing. They hate her, they must because of me. At least… give her what she wants, even if it's against father's wishes. Thor, you are a dense creature, but even you know what it's like to be separated from someone who cares for you like she does for me."
Thor eyed his brother with his nose flared; Loki could see the anger under his skin.
"I will ask Annabell myself, if she confesses to wanting to see you, then we will see what we can do." Then Thor stopped and left. Loki stood there, he watched his brother leave before he looked down. Annabell was not allowed to be too far from him, he already told her. She knew too much, she became too attached; he couldn't afford her to leave him.
Loki then turned back to his desk and put the plate back down, it spun once more. It found Annabell in her room; she let her hair down and pulled the brass off her dress. After she pulled the drapery off, she stood in a basic under gown. She looked into the mirror and took a deep breath. Loki wanted to stop the plate only to stop when she pulled a book out from under her desk and flipped it open. He knew that book. It was a novel one of the Asgardian academics wrote on the royal family.
"It says Loki always finds a way to get what he wants," Annabell looked to the mirror. "I don't know if you can hear me, or if I'm just crazy thinking you could somehow see me. But if you do…I hope you hatch another plan, this time… involving me."
Loki's grin grew as he looked into the water.
"What a clever woman you are, Annabell."