(Author's Note: I'm SO sorry this one took so long to get out! I am seriously writing three fanfictions at once right now including this one, so the updates may be a little far apart; I'm estimating like a week and a half between them. But I hope this one was worth the wait, enjoy!)

Episode #6 – Roller Skating

"Come…ON!" I said, trying to pull Loki out the door of my apartment. He was resisting. I told him we should do something fun, so I was going to teach him to roller skate, but he didn't want to go this time.

"No! Every time we go somewhere there are all these rules I have to follow!" Loki protested.

"But this is a roller skating rink! We're going to have FUN Loki!" I yanked on his arm again and he stumbled through the door. I quickly locked it and smirked at Loki. He crossed his arms.

"I thought we were having fun in there," he said. "Kissing you is extremely fun."

"Yeah but I wanted to do this before I forgot. Okay, how about this? How about if you go to the skating rink with me and let me teach you to roller skate, I'll let you make out with me in the back seat of the car after." Loki smiled.

"I suppose that's fair," he said, finally satisfied. On our way to my car, he tapped my shoulder.

"Amelia, what is 'roller skating'?"

…

When we got to the rink, Loki's eyes grew wide. He stared at the people's feet as they whirled around the skating ring. I tugged at his arm so we could get our skates.

"Wait, Amelia look! They have tiny vehicles on their feet!" he exclaimed.

"I know; we're going to get some too. What size shoe do you wear?" I looked down at his foot, which I realized was extremely huge. "Oh my God Loki, your feet are humongous!" Loki looked down.

"What? No they're not! They're quite small compared to others in Asgard. Your feet are small."

"Well I'm going to estimate maybe a size thirteen or so," I said. I began walking in the direction of the skate counter when Loki pulled me back again.

"You know, your hair looks quite lovely today," he said softly.

"Loki, quit lusting after me and let's go get our skates. I told you I'd kiss you in the car."

"But you're so lust-worthy!" Loki said as I approached the skate counter.

"Women's six and Men's thirteen, please," I said. The skate guy handed me the skates and I handed the thirteens to Loki. "Do you need me to help you put them on?"

"No," he replied. "I'm perfectly capable of putting on foot vehicles, thank you very much."

When I finished tying my laces, I looked over at Loki. He didn't even have the skate on his foot yet. I smiled at him.

"Don't look at me like that; I know what I'm doing," he said.

"It's okay if you need me to help you—"

"—No! I can do it." Loki fiddled with the roller skate and tried to pull it on his foot. "Blasted foot vehicle." I smiled at him.

"Let me help you," I said, and Loki pouted while I put his roller skates on. I helped him stand up.

"I could have done it myself," he said.

"I know," I said, humoring him. "Let's go to the rink and I'll teach you how to skate." I started toward the rink with my skates but Loki didn't even get to take a step before he fell flat on his back. I looked down at him and tried not to laugh.

"I don't think I like these," he said. I helped him up.

"You just have to know how to use them." I held on to Loki's arms as we carefully stepped on to the skating circle. People whizzed by us, and Loki jerked back a little.

"This ground is even slicker that the other one!" he exclaimed.

"Here, you know what, I'll demonstrate for you and you hold onto the wall," I said. Loki nodded and I started skating. "You don't take steps, you just let the skates do the work and shift your weight to keep your balance." I skated around the rink in synch with the other skaters and Loki called out to me.

"All those words you just said don't mean anything to me!"

"Just do what I do!" I skated around the circle and waved at Loki as I whizzed past. He was still clinging to the wall. Every time I came around he glared at me. However, the last time I came around, he wasn't there. Oh good, I thought. I guess he got the hang of it. I looked around for him, and someone tapped my lower back. I looked behind me and saw a little girl no more than seven, with Loki roughly hanging on to her shoulders as he tried not to fall again. I stopped skating and took the two to the side.

"Loki! You can't just hitch a ride on a little girl!" I scolded. "You could have damaged her back; children are fragile! What if her parents are around here, you could get in trouble!" I apologized to the child, and sent her back into the skating circle. Loki was on the ground again.

"So you expect me just to cling to the wall the entire time? She was doing fine pulling me along."

"Loki you can't do that to children. You could have hurt her. You could have been arrested." Loki pressed his lips together.

"…She wasn't complaining." I sighed and extended my hand to help him back up again.

"Okay new plan. You do nothing. Just stand here and I'll push you. Okay? Nothing at all. Don't move."

"I understand."

Loki stood still as I had commanded him and I began pushing him slowly. It was working rather well, and I worked us back into the circle.

"See? Not so bad," I said.

"I suppose," Loki replied. "Go faster." I did, and Loki kept demanding that I push him even faster. Although I probably should have seen this coming, Loki sped out of my reach and out of the circle…face-planting into the wall. He was knocked down quickly, and I flinched. I skated to him to find that his nose had started bleeding. He looked up at me.

"Alright, I'm done. Get these foot vehicles off of me."

"Oh Loki, are you okay? Here, let me see." I knelt down to him and he put his hand up to his face.

"I'm going to bleed everywhere if I don't stop it soon," he said. I helped him up for like the fourth time, and led him to the bench. I untied his skates and pulled them off his feet.

"You sit here and I'm going to get a tissue," I said. Loki nodded, a defeated look on his face. I felt sorry for him. Everywhere I took him, it seemed bad things often happened to him. He was such a good sport.

I returned the skates to the counter and retrieved several paper towels from the bathroom. I handed them to Loki and he held his nose with them. I sat next to him.

"I'm sorry Loki," I said. "I shouldn't have made you do this. …But thanks for doing it anyway and putting up with me. You're awesome." He looked over at me and held my hand.

Just then, the little girl who was dragging him around earlier skated over to us. She was cute, with short blonde hair, crystal blue eyes and one missing tooth. She looked at Loki.

"It's okay; that happened to my brother on his first time skating. Next time I'll teach you how to do it good like me." She smiled and held out her hand. Loki extended his free hand and she shook it. Loki then patted her on the head and nodded to her in thanks. She grinned and then skated off to rejoin the circle.

When we got back in the car, Loki was still holding the paper towels to his nose and he looked over at me from the passenger's seat.

"When this stops," he said, his voice muffled from the paper towels, "you owe me." He gestured to the back seat. I smiled at him.