I walked around the house in sweats and laid on the couch with a bucket of ice cream. "Jarvis."

"Yes Grim?"

"Do you think I deserved to get the rest of the week off? I mean what if they replace me because I'm too emotional?!"

"You're not as bad as you appear."

"Jarvis you aren't even answering my question. UGHHHH."

"Well you do have a hard time expressing and communicating."

"I do?"

"Yes. You tend to run away from your problems and then face them when you don't see them."

"Hmmm. So how could I face them?"

"Confront them when they are there."

"Okay. So like if I become offended by what you're saying... I should say it?"

"Yes. It would prevent a lot of drama and running-into-a-elevator-and-then-shutting-down-the-elevator-so-no-one-can-get-to-you scenarios." He said in a butler-y voice. A screen appeared in front of me and replayed me running out of my office crying and into the elevator.

'I'm not crazy!'

I started to tear up watching myself fall apart like that. I was stronger than that. What happened to me? "I look pathetic."

"No. You look destroyed and weak. You keep putting up boundaries and brick walls that keep you from reality and the truth. Doesn't it hurt watching your defenses crumble?"

"Jarvis... Leave me alone." I croaked, letting all sadness become audible.

"I apologize if I have hurt your feelings. Good day." he whispered soothingly.

He was right. And yes it did hurt!

I groaned and sobbed myself to sleep under a giant decorative couch pillow.

"GRIM!"

I jumped off of the couch and launched the pillow on me at whoever shouted my name. "OKAY!"

"Okay? Girl, are you okay?"

My eyes adjusted and I saw Stark on the floor under the pillow and Pepper looking at me worriedly.

"Fine."

"You sure?"

"G-Get this pillow off of meh."

I looked at the giant pillow. "My powers turned it to steel?"

"Please get it off..."

"Oh I'm so sorry Stark."

I lifted the metal pillow up like Thor lifted up Mljinor. Easy as cheesy.

He sat up and grunted at the boomerang of pain. "Ugh... we are banning you from sleeping on the couch as of now."

I grunted at his rule and changed the pillow back.

"So-" Pepper started to ask. "What have you been doing while we were was gone?"

"Getting fat." I mumbled, pulling my greasy auburn hair into a hideous bun.

"Ewww. We have a surprise for you!" Stark frowned.

"What is it?"

"Come in!" Pepper shouted.

Seconds later Loki came in with a lady dressed in gold and diamonds. Her presence radiated power and confidence, and let me tell you how I felt. I felt like dying.

Never had I ever felt so disgusted or disappointed with myself.

I ran away screaming and hid in my room.

knock. knock.

"GRIM!"

"GO AWAY! I LOOK LIKE SHIT!"

"RELAX!"

"I SAID GO AWAY!" I was sobbing hysterically. How could Stark and Pepper embarrass me like that?! THIS WAS THE FUCKING ALLMOTHER FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

"Grim! Please! Let me in!"

"I said go away!" I croaked bitterly. .

"Grim. Just let me in... You don't have to face the other idiots..."

"No."

"Please?"

"Go away Loki!"

Two orbs of green magic appeared in front of me and morphed into the two people I was avoiding.

"Dear, you must not evade your fears."

"I'm not scared. I'm mortified."

"Why?" Loki asked curiously.

"I'm supposed to be dressed up and Wha-lah and I'm just sitting here like Blahhh-ugh." I gesticulated as I talked. Loki smirked at me and pulled me into a tender embrace.

"Mother this is my fiancé, Grim."

"Ah. Hello. I'm Frigga. You can call me Mom. Mother. Mommy. Whatever suits your taste. I've always wanted a daughter."

"Jane?"

"-that wasn't as contradicting and inferior."

I nodded. "A woman with will is a woman with power."

"Indeed."

Loki seemed pleased by how calm I was. "I'm sorry that we didn't tell you in advance. I thought they were gonna- well-"

"You look beautiful as you are." Frigga smiled, shutting up her son before he ruined the flowery moment.

The first thing I wanted to do was sob in a dark corner and grow mushrooms.

"Thank you. You look quite gorgeous; forgive me for using such low words."

"Ahahaha. No, no. Those were quite large and sincere. Men these days just compliment because they can."

I blushed and looked at the floor.

As an elephant of awkwardness walked into the room, I became angry. Wait. Why is Loki hugging me? I look like poop and I smell like mothballs. What is wrong with him? Is he stupid?

I am so glad that I'm thinking internally and not mentally, otherwise Loki would know what I was thinking.

"What are you thinking?"

I growled and elbowed him in the gut. "DON'T TOUCH ME."

He grunted and I vanished and reappeared in Pepper and Stark's bedroom.

"YOU TWO ARE BITCHES." I hissed angrily.

Pepper pouted. "Sorry. I thought my boyfriend did as I told him."

Stark simply shrugged and continued watching a cartoon.

I mentally beat him stupid with a remote. "Why-you-"

"Shhh. Patrick is bothering Squidward."

HOHOHO.

Stop it Patrick, you're scaring him.

HOHOHO.

I deadpanned and flashed myself to the kitchen.

"Lady Grim!"

I froze up at the booming voice behind me. I craned my neck to see Thor grinning.

"Ahem. Thor."

"So, how are you?" he scream-whispered.

"Um... Yeah... Food."

"Hmm. Peculiar. I thought you were with Loki. He seemed happy to visit you with Mother."

I started to sweat and redden. "Nah. I've been busy."

"I could tak-"

My eyes landed on Loki and Frigga coming down the stairs.

Oh no. If they see me... Loki will go bananas... Nooooooooo.

"Ermm. No thanks. Gotta go. K? Bye~"

I zoomed past him nervously.

"Grim."

I ran right into Loki. He seemed poker and that terrified me.

"Hello there."

"We need to talk."

"I don't wanna."

"I do."

"But I'd rather not~"

"But we are."

"And if we don't?"

"I don't want to mortify you, sweetheart."

"Villainous, now are we?"

"I can be if need be."

"Fancy way to scare me."

"Death can't fear herself."

"That's a lie. If death were to die, death would have nowhere to go."

"Hmmm. Precious."

"Whatever, move."

"No."

I growled at him and glared. "Be that way." I closed my eyes and flashed myself to my bedroom.

"You can't escape me."

"I DON'T WANNA TALK!"

"WE'RE GOING TO TALK REGARDLESS OF WHETHER YOU WANT TO OR-"

"About what?"

"Don't cut me off."

"I do what I want."

"You're so difficult."

"Just like you, huh?"

"WE ARE NOTHING ALIKE."

"And what am I?"

"What everyone fears."

"Some embrace me with open arms."

"You're the key to the afterlife. Many hate you."

"Loki, you're a fucking frost giant. Don't act like you're any better than I am. If anything, you're worst because you have no symbolic meaning. Just ice. Cold, malicious, barbaric living ice. And your kind have the worst kind of cold. They have the kind of cold that-" I placed a finger over his heart and stared him dead in the soul. "-Your soul feels and makes all emotions freeze over." His voice cracked before he could even talk. "And for you to wanna snap down on me? Me? ME?! Is a mistake you'll never make again." I sneered.

"You hit me in the gut."

"I was mad at everyone. Never touch a girl when she feels ugly."

"But you're beautiful." he croaked.

I sighed, which alleviated the sufficating-throat-burning-and-lung-strangling mood a lot.

"Loki. No." my eyes were closed and a wave of guilt flew over me.

"I don't care what you look like... or what you are... I love you."

I felt a tear fly down my cheek. "No." I whimpered.

His arms wrapped around my waist instinctively, to prevent me from escaping. "You are the best thing I've ever had. Just tell me how you feel and let me be there for you. Let me be there... for you-" his frosty spearmint breath ghosted my pink plump lips. "You're truly ravishing and fatal all at the same time."

"I'm glad you know about a kiss by Death..." I smirked.

He smirked back."Do I have permission?"

I closed my eyes and smiled. "Permission granted."

The connection of our lips was innocent and dainty. Nothing heated or overly affectionate. It was simply the act of hugging lips and two people enjoying the satisfactory bliss of the absurd contact, initiated by a 'permission granted', that allowed this miraculous moment to occur.

"I want another one." I mumbled as he planted a kiss on my neck, and then on my collarbone, and then on my shoulder. My face was red and my body was molding clay in his hands.

After leaving a lingering kiss against my throat, he returned to my lips and kissed me passionately. Shyness dictated my position in the relationship, making him appear dominant. I pulled away dizzily and purred.

"I think you like what I'm putting down."

"Don't ruin the moment."

"Awwwwww."

Both of our necks snapped at the four beings in the door.

1. Thor
2. Frigga
3. Pepper
4. Tony

"I hope they haven't had sex yet."

"I hope they have."

"Not in Stark tower they didn't. If they had I'd have been a gazilloner in seconds."

"How?"

"Two words: sex. tape."

"Man of Iron that is rather disturbing."

My face was ironically, the shade of death, and my expression read shocked-beyond-repair.

I tried to back away from Loki, but his grip on my waist tightened. He squeezed my hips and I instantly got the message. I latched on to him and closed my eyes.

"You truly are brilliant."

When my eyes opened we were in the park. "Loki... I look like crap."

He sighed and wavered his fingers over my head. "Is this worthy?"

I looked at the short green lace dress that exposed my skin fairly well if you looked hard enough.

My eyes sparkled at the sight of my gold gladiator wedges. "So you see me in this kind of attire?" I asked curiously.

"Well you are rather cute. Is it uncomfortable?"

"No. I'm just trying to get a feel of what you think my sense of style is."

"It's rather playful and sexy yet innocent."

"Ah. True. True." I nodded in agreement. "So... What did you have in mind for this evening?"

"How about dinner?"

"Are you asking me out for another date?"

"Yes. I am."

"Ooh. Okay."

He hooked my arm with his and lead me down the pathway.