Ok, so since Jane like LOVES theater, I had to tag along. It was like an all-day thing. We rode in this carriage type thing. It was gold with blue and red detailing. Loki looked like he was just having a blast, sulking in a corner of the carriage. I probably looked the same though. Jane looked like a little girl on Christmas right after her parents won the lottery.

She kept babbling on and on about how much she loves and knows about theater. She started with the Greek theater. Then she slowly, and painfully, in my case, progressed to modern day theater. Odin looked like the only one interested. He would interrupt sometimes and say how that is similar or different to Asgard theater.

When we finally got to the theater I can honestly say I have never been so happy to be somewhere that I didn't want to be. I can also honestly say that I saw Loki take out ear buds. Why didn't I think of that? Well, at least we have to be silent in the theater. We walked in and I was just… I don't know.

It was just magnificent. The interior was a mixture of gold and diamond. Not gold and diamond separately. Somehow, someway, they combined gold and diamond to make some different metal. It was clear yet more of a liquid gold. It looked more fluid than solid. The columns looked like great water spouts. They looked like you could stick your hand into the dreamy golden structures. When I tried to, I hit cold-hard metal. The metal was so cold, yet had an inner warmth. It was also hard, but it also felt… um… sort of a frozen fuzzy.

I heard Loki's laugh, it brought me back to reality. I also noticed what made it feel fuzzy, there were billions, no trillions of tiny engravings in just one square inch by square inch of space. It was hypnotizing.

King Odin brought my full attention from the columns to the entryway. It was surprisingly boring compared to everything else. It was carved from solid rock. The rock slowly edged into the gold liquid mixture. We walked past the rock archway silently, except for Loki softly laughing. When we got to the stage I was a little disappointed. After the first room I was expecting an amazing stage. What I got was a stage just like the ones back home.

King Odin quickly ushered us into our seats. We sat at sort of in a circle, so we could see each other. Everyone but Loki and I were watching the play though.

I guess I fell asleep during the first play. When I regained my senses I saw that a completely different play had started, and that Loki was now looking at me with a smirk on his face.

He leaned over and whispered, "You do know that you talk in your sleep, right?"

I felt all the color drain from my face. What did I say? Did he hear that I liked him? He looked so irritating, and so handsome. Ugh, knock yourself out of it! He is not the one for you… right? So many thoughts were swirling in my head that all I could manage was a, "So?"

Loki looked like he was going to burst out laughing.

I decided to try and get out of this torture that some people call entertainment.

"Are you as bored as I am?" I asked Loki.

"Yeah."

"Why don't we get out of here before we both die of boredom?"

"Sure," he said.

Sure. Sure? He really he needs to expand his vocabulary.

We quietly sneaked out. When we were gone we missed the big smile that spread across King Odin's face.

When we were outside the theater, I asked, "So, now what do you want to do?"

"I was thinking we could go to the one place that you might enjoy in Asgard," he said.

"Sounds good to me."

So we walked the 4 or some miles to the place Loki wouldn't tell me about.

"Come on! You can't have me walk this much and not tell me where we are going!"

"Yes I can. And you will enjoy the surprise."

"I am not going to walk one more step if you don't tell me where we're going." I sat on the ground.

"Ok then," he said. And with that, he picked me up.

"UGH! You are so irritating!"

"And you are impossible."

"Ugh. I don't know what else to say to you." But my face radiated joy already. This was so much better than a play.

"Ok, but you might want to talk because we are here."

I took a moment to tear my gaze away from Loki to see where we were. We had walked to a music-themed amusement park.

"Wow," I said. Wow, I really need to expand my vocabulary as well.

"Thought you'd like it," said Loki with an honest smile. He put me down.

The music was so different from what I normally listen to. There was music like jazz, blues, pop, rap, metal, and so much more. The music was so familiar, yet so different. There were rides that corresponded to different types of music.

Loki looked happy that I was happy. After we spent about 7 hours on rides we went to the arcade. There were so many music related games, and I destroyed Loki at every single one of them. Loki looked so embarrassed by the like 20th game. It was so cute.

After like an hour we went to the gift shop. Loki got me what they called a Mysung. It was just like an iPod but better in every way possible. He also got me every single song. They had like one trillion songs. It's going to take me a lifetime just to listen to them. Just as we were leaving, I remembered the plays.

"Loki! We need to get back to the theater! Oh, what is Jane going to say when she finds out that we snuck out?"

"Oh, I think they will be okay with it," he said. He must have seen my face because he continued, "You really haven't noticed? Wow. Jane and Thor have been watching our every move. They are trying to get proof that we like each other." At that I blushed.

"Ok, well then we should get back to the palace."

"Ok, I will call what you would call a 'cab' now."

"We could have called a cab on the way here?"

"Well yeah," he said like I was some kind of idiot, "But I enjoyed the walk." He took a step closer to me.

"Okkkkkkkkayy then, let's c-call a cab." I stuttered.

"Ok then." He laughed.

We waited there for about 5 min before the cab came. Loki got in first and because I'm me, I tripped over my own feet as I got in. I sort of did this twist in the air and ended up on his lap. I don't know who turned the deeper shade of red. Mine of embarrassment or his of embarrassment. Or was it anger?

I got off his lap and muttered an apology, and in that motion I slammed my head on the top of the cab. This time he didn't show any emotions. Ok, I was making a complete fool of myself and the least he could do was, I don't know, maybe actually care!

We sat in silence the whole ride there. When we got there everyone was waiting for us. Not like we had snuck out but more like this is where we had planned to meet.

They were all grinning like their plan had worked perfectly, but when they saw that I wasn't talking to him and he wasn't talking to me, their smiles disappeared and were replaced with worry and wonder. They were wondering what had happened I guess. Well, if I was someone else who knew me, I would guess that I had made a complete fool of myself just cause that's what always happens.