YNNBL Chapter 15: Sweet Nightmares

Hey guys! So, on Saturday or Sunday I'm leaving for church camp for the week, so no chapters, sorry :/ I'm now listening to Alchemy :D Anyway, here we go! And PS. #COULSONLIVES# SO SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER IS SOOO SHORT.

[[Kate's POV]]

"Geez, it's almost like she really meant it." I whisper to Loki, now in the form of Derek, and he nods. We enter the guest room, where there are two twin-sized beds. "Finally, two beds." I breath, and the god agrees eagerly. He then randomly takes my hand and concentrates. In seconds, we're at Cory's house again!

"What the heck? Loki, what are you-"

He suddenly walks over to a corner and picks up a little black furball. I realize it as Mischief! "Loki? What are you doing?" I ask uneasily, confused as to why Mishchief was being so calm. "We're getting our stuff, right? He can come too." Loki explains, handing the kitten to me and hurrying upstairs. I quickly follow him.

We enter my room, where all my stuff still is. We grab it and head back downstairs. "We better hurry." Loki mutters, and we quickly grab hands and teleport back.

It's obvious no one saw us, so Loki transforms back into the 11-year-old Derek. He suddenly sighs and lays down on one of the beds. Within minutes he's asleep. "Kate." A speaker suddenly comes to life, and it's Mabry's voice. "Yeah?" I say back. "The Avengers are back. Pretend like you're asleep."

That, I'm good at.

I lay down on the bed and close my eyes, fully intent on staying awake.

I fall asleep anyway.

[[Loki's POV]]

When I peel my eyes open, I'm surprised by the blinding light. Sitting up groggily, I look around. Where... am I? I think, and then, spotting Kate asleep in the bed beside me, I realize that I'm at Stark Mansion. I try not to disturb Kate as I climb gently out of bed. Wanting to explore, I exit the room. I just want to explore. This mansion is so cool! I run my excuse through my head just in case i run into one of the Avengers. I try to figure out where exactly I am in the mansion, but it's impossible. I just assume that I'm on the second floor, and so I look for stairs. Finding none after ten minutes, I'm stumped. Suddenly, a robotic voice speaks, startling me enough to jump.

"Mr. Derek, breakfast is ready downstairs, if you can navigate yourself there."

I blink several times, confused. "Who are you? How do you know my name?" I call, my eleven-year-old voice making it sound that much more convincing.

"I am J.A.R.V.I.S, Mr. Stark's virtual assistant. I run the house." The British voice responds, answering my question. "Oh. I need help getting downstairs..." I admit grudgingly.

"You take a left from here, then a right, then another right." It explains, and I follow the intructions, suddenly finding myself at the top of a winding staircase. "How did I miss this...?" I mutter, climbing down the steps. Reaching the bottom, I'm shocked to see Tony sitting at the table, drinking coffee, sitting next to...

"Who's that?" I ask innocently, pointing to the man sitting next to the man I hate so much.

"This is Agent Coulson. He's part of a very secret job."

My eyes widen. "So you're a secret agent?" I ask, astonished.

"Well, you could say that." Coulson answers, putting down the newspaper that is covering his face. It takes all I can for my jaw not to drop.

"But... you're... I- Kate told me that a man named Phil died." I say, my brow furrowing. Stark laughs. "Well then. Kate tells you a lot, doesn't she?" He mutters. Coulson's face remains grim. "He didn't kill me. He killed a LMD. Life model decoy. The real me was sent to protect Jane Foster, a... friend of Thor's."

If I had been in my true form, my eyes would've flickered red for a moment.

"Ok. Breakfast time!"

"Loki. YOU'RE. LOKI."

The sudden outburst frightens me, and Coulson suddenly lunges towards me!

"AHH!" I scream, and sit up in the bed, breathing heavily.

"Oh thank goodnes. It was only a dream."

Ok. I'm sorry it's so short :? I have camp and I'm leaving RIGHT NOW. So bye for the week~!