If looks could kill, Anya'd be seventy feet under.

Loki gave her the look. That one her mother used to give when Anya was a child and she missbehaved in public or said something imprudent. Yes, the one with the tight lipped smile and murderous eyes that promised you'll pay when we get back home, missy.

Thankfuly, the muppets were too dim to notice, because they continued on as if nothing had happened.

"A queen," who-are-ya exclaimed incredously. He wiped a fake tear off his face, the other hand going to his chest as if moved, "how wonderful".

Ladies and gentlemen: A true one in a lifetime event.

Anya crossed her arms defensively, squaring her shoulders back and trying to appear as regal as she could while wearing knee ripped jeans. "Yes, a queen. Now, could you please get us out of here?"

"Certainly, queen", more than a few of them cackled loudly at that. Yeah, how hilarious! It wasn't that unbelievable, right? Anya looked down at her tattered shoes, shuffling them in the dirt. Okay, maybe (definitely) a little bit.

Two of the muppets grabbed Anya's wrists from behind her. "Hey!" she tried to pull her arm back but they held her in place with a strong grip.

"Sorry, we don't have no gold handcuffs, queeny. This'd have to do for now" Greg's rotten smile was missing a front tooth.

Handcuffs were scary because that meant she was a prisoner, and unless someone had erased her memory Anya didn't recall doing anything that deserved prison years. "Let me go! I haven't done anything to you!"

Anya turned her gaze to Loki and stopped her resistance. Her eyebrows went up and her mouth parted in incredulity. What the hell was he doing? Loki presented the muppets with his slender wrists, impassive. Anya's brow twitched. Was he serious?

He must have a plan. He had to. Why would anyone turn themself in? Maybe kings don't fight, maybe they don't even bother.

The booming laugh of Who-are-ya snapped her back to realiy. He then bowed mockingly, "we'll see 'bout that. For now, please do us the honor and follow us my lady, my king" Then he promptly pushed her to what looked like a star wars ship. Anya's heart started racing again, palms sweaty. This was only a reminder that she wasn't home anymore. That wherever she was now was far too different from Earth.

Panic started bubbling up again in her insides. Anya stomped her feet down and applied resistance against the man's pushing. "No", she managed to say, voice small and wavering, but that only served her to be pulled hard from the arm towards the ship.

"Don't" the man growled, then tugged Anya so hard she almost fell forward.

Anya turned her panicked stare towards Loki who was glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. His face betrayed nothing about how he felt. Or maybe, just maybe, he was just one of those people that actually didn't feel anything at all. Anya was hoping for some reassurance or even his own resistance against the manhandling the masked ones were giving the two of them. Instead she found nothing.

Once inside the ship Anya had time to think about what she was going to do. She had no idea where she was. Loki for all he pretended to be unperturbed about the whole situation, perhaps didn't know either.

Anya swallowed and for the first time let herself remember that Loki was not a normal person. He wasn't even human and he had attacked her planet. Loki had brought a whole mess to Earth like the devil would. Loki wasn't someone she could trust. It was stupid to look up to him for support. Anya just had foolishly thought that since the two of them were together in this mess, he would maybe help her. It seemed that she only had herself to rely on.

Regardless, Anya knew she'd need his help. Loki may have brought hell to earth but he was still the one out of the whole bunch of weirdos that was on the top of her current list of people she could trust in this foreign place. Even if that trust was leaning towards the nil part.

The muppets band lead Anya and Loki through fancy corridors towards an even fancier room. She had caught sight of various non human beings and Anya was sure she was going mad. When you saw a pair of aliens that looked like rainbow-colored versions of Big Bird from Sesame Street kissing or whatever their equivalent to a kiss it was, Anya couldn't hold it anymore, and a nervous, incredulous laugh erupted from her mouth.

Yes, it was evident, Anya's sanity was falling apart

The man holding her arm followed Anya's line of sight and smirked, lowering his head to speak into her ear. "Ah, you're a watcher too, huh?" Anya frowned and scrunched her nose, the breath of the man reeked of rotten egg. "I know a pair," the man pointed his chin at the Big Bird's look-alikes. "Maybe I could make ya an appointment. Tho I must warn ya, they ain't as good as they seem. A shame," he shook his head in disappointment.

Horrified, Anya's eyes went wide. Oh. Oh no. "Oh no, no, no! I wasn't-"

The man clicked his tongue. "Your loss, if you wanna pretend you aren't into that" he rolled his eyes. Then Anya could see an idea popping into his head as he turned to her with a smirk that reminded Anya of a shark. "Hey," he whispered, "if you don't want no seein'... do ya want some watchers? You and your man." He inclined his head towards Loki. "Have never seen royals go at it meself, so…"

Oh god.

"NO!" she squeaked loudly. If her hands hadn't been bound she'd have slapped him.

"Meh, aight. Be a bore" he shrugged dissapointedly. And continued to lead her forward.

Face burning, Anya looked at Loki out of the corner of her eyes. He wasn't looking at her, but she could just tell he had been listeting. The little shit had amusement written all over his face.

Before her thoughts could take flight she was pushed along with Loki with only Greg to guide them. The others (voyeur included) turned and thankfully left down the corridor.

"I've got an audience with the grandmaster" Greg said to what Anya cold only asume was a guard. "I brought him company. He's already been informed"

The guard eyed them with a distasteful expression, nose turned up. "Take her downstairs".

"Just her?"

The guard nodded.

"Wait, no!" Anya yelped as Greg pulled her arm. "Where are you taking me?! Hey!"

"Walk, queeny". Greg promptly pushed her towards a corridor.

Anya turned her head back and barely managed to see how the guard was guiding Loki to a large door on the opposite side.

Hi! I just want to thank everyone that followed, reviewed and put this story in favorites. You don't know how happy that made me!

I hope you enjoyed this new chapter. I really want to know your thoughts on this so please let me know.

The Big Bird's look-alikes that Anya and Loki encountered were taken from the deleted scenes of Thor Ragnarok. You can see it here: youtube . com watch? v=P66QSVLs6bQ at minute 4:00 (just delete the spaces and add a diagonal before "watch"). That scene makes me laugh every time.

Until next time =)