Sorry guys. XD

Suffering from slight writer's block. I felt like I needed to get out Chapter 9 though so here it is.

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Loki walked with the rest of the team back to the Family Floor after spending an hour or so on the Rec. Floor. They had mainly messed with the large amount of weapons and had only sparred a bit more. It was actually rather fun though Loki wouldn't admit it.

Steve walked out of the kitchen to where most of the team sat, strewn about on the couches and floor. "So...What do you guys want for lunch?"

"Well, I dunno Mom. Maybe you should just give us some Cheerios. Oh, and don't forget my juice box," Tony said sarcastically.

"Quiet Tony," Steve snapped.

Tony chuckled but otherwise kept his mouth shut. Steve rolled his eyes and looked to everyone else, only to have them shrug in response.

"Fine, I'll figure something out," He said, walking back into the kitchen.

Loki stood awkwardly by one of the chairs, unsure fo what he wanted to do. He looked around and took an interest in the book that Bruce was reading. He squinted his eyes, trying to read the cover and failed to notice that Bruce was watching him.

"Do you like to read Loki?" Bruce asked, startling him slightly.

Loki gave a sheepish smile. "Yes."

Bruce smiled and stood up, walking to the elevator. "Come on, let me show you something."

Loki nodded and followed him into the elevator, remaining silent as they went down a few floors. Soon, the doors opened to reveal an office-like floor, complete with a large desk and some chairs. Bruce turned and walked down one of the hallways on the right, stopping at the first door.

"This is the library," Bruce said, swinging the door open. The walls were covered in ceiling-high shelves full of books. Loki couldn't keep from smiling at the sight. "There is pretty much every genre you can think of, from fantasy to philosophy. They're separated first by genre and then by author. If you need anything, I'll be over there." Bruce nodded towards some leather couches before settling down in one of them.

Loki turned and started scanning the shelf nearest to him. One book caught his attention. Chicken Soup for the Soul; Loving Or Cats. Loki pulled out the book and flipped to a random page, meaning just to skim over it but he became engrossed in the moving story. These cats seemed like smaller versions of the large felines he had seen on television the other day. Loki tucked the book under his arm and walked over to the non-fiction section. He quickly found a book about cats and took it to a seat near Bruce. They sat for a while, Loki intently reading the pages in his books.

"You like cats?" Bruce asked after the long silence.

Loki looked up from the book, and nodded a bit. "They seem...cute."

Bruce smiled. "Yeah, they can be. A lot of people keep them as pets."

Loki nodded and his gaze went back to the book. "It'd be cool to have one." He said quietly. Bruce made no reply but carefully filed that information away for another time.

"Sirs, Mr. Rogers has prepared lunch and wishes for you to join them," Jarvis said a few minutes later.

"Okay, we'll be right there," Bruce said, placing a bookmark in his book. Loki tucked the books under his arm and followed Bruce back up to the Family Floor. "You might want to set those in your room," Bruce said, looking at the books.

"Okay," Loki said, walking down the hall. He had just shut the door when he heard a loud bang back in the living room. He quickly set the books on the bed before turning to open the door. He paused however, when he heard Thor's voice.

"My friends! What brings you to Midgard?"

Loki slowly pulled the door open, hoping to catch the conversation.

"Thor," Loki could hear Sif's voice from his doorway and she seemed really agitated. "What do you think you are doing?! Keeping that traitor here."

Loki caught a glimpse of Thor, who looked rather angry. "Don't insult him like that!" He growled.

He could hear the distaste in Sif's voice. "He's gone and put some charm on you hasn't he?! Do you honestly believe him to be innocent, so worthy of your time?"

"Of course I do," Thor said, his already loud voice rising, " and I won't stand by and listen to you carry on!" Loki edged out of the door, making his way down the dark hallway. Loki saw Sif and the Warriors Three standing there, opposite was Thor and the team. The Warriors seemed to be nervous almost, glancing between Sif and Thor.

"Thor he-"

"Okay Sif, we get it you despise me. Anything else?" Loki said harshly, stepping out of the hallway, moving to stand beside Thor.

Sif turned to glare at Loki. "Yeah, I thought I'd let you know what your "father" actually thinks of you."

"Sif." Thor growled.

Volstagg furrowed his brow in confusion and Fandral looked to him to see if he knew what was going on. They obviously knew nothing about this part. Hogun put a hand on Sif's shoulder. "Sif..."

She shrugged his hand off. "He only ever wanted to use you as a pawn you runt." Loki clenched his jaw. He willed the tears not to come and barely kept them at bay. He was nothing more than a pawn to the father he had so wanted to impress all those years ago.

"Get out!" Thor shouted, pointing to the elevator.

Sif wordlessly turned and walked out, the Warriors Three looked apologetically at Thor before silently following Sif.

Thor turned to Loki. "Loki, he never-"

"Save it Thor," Loki snarled, turning on his heel and shutting himself in his room. He almost immediately heard Thor knocking on his door.

"Loki, please. Sif was just trying to make you mad. Father would never." He said.

Loki remained silent, curling up on the bed and lay staring at the ceiling.

It was two days later and Bruce was starting to get concerned. Loki hadn't eaten, left his room, or so much as spoke since the other Asgardians had left. he sighed and set down his book, turning to Thor who sat quietly on the couch.

"How long do these usually last?"

Thor shrugged. "The longest time he did this lasted two weeks."

Bruce ran a hand through his hair. Before Sif had come, Loki had been totally happy. Reading his books about...Bruce's thoughts trailed off as a small smile formed on his lips. Tony, of course, noticed the smile.

"Got an idea Brucey?" Tony asked.

"Well, I have one but I need to know something first," Bruce said.

"And that would be?"

"What's your tower's policy on pets?"

As soon as Sif and the Warriors Three were out of the tower, she called for Heimdall. The gatekeeper had opened the Bifrost and the four now stood there, looking out over Asgard. Heimdall remained silent, pulling his sword from the stand and watching as the four walked across the rainbow bridge back to the city.

When they got inside the city walls, they broke apart all going their separate ways. The tense silence remained though and Sif brushed off just the smallest feeling of guilt that she had. She couldn't really be feeling guilt. Loki had deserved whatever had happened to him.

Sif sighed and rubbed her temples. Shaking her head, trying to get rid of the ache that had formed once she had left Asgard. Thankfully, her headache dulled after a while and she carried on with her usual routine.

Thanos sat on his throne, sharpening his sword. Nothing ever happened on this barren wasteland so he took to messing with the Asgardian warrior's mind. It was far to easy to move in and influence everything they did, especially if the things they did harmed he ones he would get revenge on...

Wooh! Chapter 9! 8D

What's gonna happen next? Well, some of you probably have an idea. :3