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I stood there completely flustered and perplexed, But . . . how? Why?

He chuckled, You're smart enough to piece it together yourself, mortal.

I paused, thinking about last year's events before answering him, It had something to do with you healing me, didn't it? What did you do to me?

Nothing . . . yet. But you are right, it did have something to do with me healing you. My magic opened your mind to me. I can see what you see, hear what you hear, and hear your thoughts. And, as you have learned by now, I can communicate with you telepathically. You are an open book to me, mortal.

So that's what the odd energy signatures were, I replied, somewhat disturbed that this man was now in my head, they were traces of your magic.

Correct.

I shook my head, starting to walk down the hall again. Okay, today just got a whole lot weirder. I heard Loki chuckle, but he didn't say anything. What? No comment? I joked lightly before entering the living room in Stark Tower.

Ayame looked up before looking at me concerned, "You okay, girly? You look like you've seen a ghost. . ."

I suppose you could say that. . . Loki said smugly.

I tried to put on a more relaxed face, "Yeah, I'm fine." Shush, you! I growled in my head.

He laughed, Good luck trying to make me stay silent, mortal!

Ayame nodded, "Okay."

Pretty soon, though, our little chat was interrupted by Steve bursting into the room, a serious expression on his face, "There you are!"

I looked at him, "What's up, bro?"

Steve said hurriedly, "We're having a meeting. Follow me."

I shared a glance with Ayame, "Sounds urgent." She nodded and we hurried after him into the hallway.

He's not your real brother, but you still insist on calling him that, Loki said, Why is that?

Because you don't need to be related to consider each other siblings, I stated, He's a brother to me and . . . he's all I have left. . .

Loki softened his voice, noticing my now somber mood, What of your real family?

I tried not to cringe at the mention of "real family" and replied softly, Nonexistent. . .

I see. . .

We eventually reached the lobby where the rest of the Avengers were either sitting or standing. And, right there in the middle of it all was the tall silhouette of Thor. "What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised.

He looked to me and smiled, "Hello my friend! It has been a while!"

Ayame widened her eyes and whispered to me, "Who's that?"

I looked to her, "That would be Thor."

"That's Thor?" she asked, blushing slightly, "He's cute. . ."

I rolled my eyes and pushed her towards him, "Thor, Ayame. Ayame, Thor. There, you've been introduced, can we move on now?"

Thor smiled and kissed Ayame's hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ayame."

Ayame blushed and giggled, "Nice to meet you too. . ."

I gagged, "Blech! Mush-fest!"

Thor laughed, "And you haven't changed one bit, Robin!"

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Can you just tell us what the hell you're doing here?"

He sighed, "I wish I was here just visiting, but alas, it is not so. I come bearing grave news. Loki has escaped from Asgard, and I fear he is hiding somewhere here on Midgard. I was sent to look for him. I was hoping you could help me."

"What does he look like?" Ayame asked.

Tall. Handsome. Quite the charmer, Loki said smugly.

I giggled, "Tall. Has black hair that fans out and makes him look like a psycho. He also has this creepy rape-face going on, you know, kind of like this," I paused and demonstrated his impish grin he got whenever something went his way. In my opinion, it did kind of look like a rape-face. I continued with a snicker, "Oh, and he's a sassy diva! So you might see him flaunting around like he owns the place or something."

Diva?

I laughed at both Loki's reaction and the reactions of the other Avengers, which was a mixture of surprise, shock, and a struggle to keep from cracking up laughing. Well, you gotta admit, my depiction of you is more accurate than your own.

I disagree, Robin. . .

Ayame giggled, "Ah, okay!"

Steve thought for a moment, "So, we'll need to figure out where he's hiding. . ." He paused and looked at me.

I raised an eyebrow, "What're you looking at me for?"

"You're good at hiding things . . . and you sometimes act like him. . ."

"I do not!" I protested. Steve raised an eyebrow.

Oh yes you do, Loki chuckled.

"Okay . . . so what if I do?" I said out loud after a while.

Steve answered me, "If you were on the run and trying to hide from society . . . where would you hide?"

I thought for a moment, "Hmmm. . . If I was trying to hide, I would vanish from the world for a while . . . possibly a few years, maybe more. After the world had forgotten me, I would hide in plain sight, so to speak, by disguising myself and creating a new identity, hiding amongst society again as this new person." Little do they know that I am currently doing just that, I thought to myself.

Of course, Loki had heard that thought. What have you to hide from, mortal?

I'm not obliged to tell you, I stated simply and rather harshly. End of discussion.

Stark nodded, "Makes sense. But it's hard to forge an identity."

"We have to assume that he has the materials to do so," I pointed out, "We can't quite rule anything out yet." I looked to Thor, "He shape-shifts, right?"

Thor nodded, "He does. . ."

I groaned, "This will take a long time, then. . ." I don't suppose you'd just tell me where you're hiding?

Loki chuckled, Of course not, mortal! Where's the fun in that?

And you're all about having fun, aren't you?

Of course! I'm not called the God of Mischief for naught.

I guess so. . . I mumbled. I let out a small yawn and looked out the window, noticing the sky getting dark. "Well, it's probably time to turn in . . . we can start looking for him tomorrow."

Stark laughed, "We just said that, Sparky! You didn't hear us?"

I grumbled, "No. . ."

"You must really be tired then."

I nodded, "Yeah. . ." And before anyone got the chance to say anything else to me, I turned around on my heel and started walking to my room.