Chapter 4

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*** Loki's P.O.V ***

Surprisingly my first ride in a Migardian automobile was not as completely terrifying as I thought it would be. It was smoother than riding an animal, but it seemed pretty dangerous. I was reluctant to first get into it, but once I had secured myself in and braced myself I came to realize that it wasn't as bad as it looked. Perhaps I had let the stories of car accidents get to me.

The human Darcy took me to several stores to buy Migardian clothing for me. People looked at me funny which disturbed me, but once I got some semi-acceptable Migardian clothing (they didn't have very good clothing here) I seemed to fit in fine, which also annoyed me.

I mostly kept quiet; Darcy told me that my way of speaking would draw attention to me. I don't know why I've followed that girl around, but I don't have anywhere to turn to yet and I need to heal. We left our bags in the car and went to eat in a restaurant called the Mc Donald's.

"What do you want?" Darcy asked.

"I have no idea what this food tastes like, but it smells extremely salty," I responded.

"It is," Darcy said with a grin.

"I'm not hungry," I lied.

Darcy looked at me skeptically, but she believed me, "We'll have two burgers, two cokes, medium fries, and three cookies," Darcy ordered.

"All that for you?" I asked her as we sat down, was she Asgardian?

"No," she chuckled, "I ordered a burger for you, and two cookies, your welcome to try my fries if you like, and I doubt you'll like them though."

"What is a burger?" I asked.

"You don't know what a burger is?" Darcy gasped.

"No, I do not," I said.

"Wow, well you'll see it when it gets here. Most people like them… well, I do," Darcy said.

"Order twenty three," A loud voice said causing me to jump.

Darcy laughed when I jumped. I glared at her. Did she not understand how rude she was behaving? I opened my mouth to say something exceedingly rude and ungentle man like to her when she said:

"Dude, chill, people here laugh at other people. It could be considered rude, but friends just laugh at each other," Darcy said, her brown eyes wide and curious.

"Are we friends?" I asked her.

I should have said, we are not friends you stupid Migardian, but I'd need her on my side. I still didn't have any plans yet for anything, I'd have to come up with some soon, but it would help having a bright Migardian working for me no matter what my plans were.

"Um… I don't know, are we?" Darcy asked, her cheeks turning red.

She was blushing. How adorable, the stupid Migardian was blushing! I could use this to my advantage though; I realized and praised myself for doing so. I put on my most charming smile.

"I suppose we are," I said in the smoothest voice possible.

"That's, um, awesome," Darcy said looking down.

She was messing with her bracelet that I hadn't noticed until now. It was purple and green. I was just about to ask if she made it herself when a voice said:

"Order twenty four!" I didn't jump this time.

"That's us," Darcy said getting up.

I didn't know if I should follow her, or stay, so I stayed. I looked around and watched the Migardians eat. They looked like my brother! My brother… I partially missed his ignorance; it was fun messing with him and putting all these dumb ideas into his head. Well, I was in Migard now. I was sure I could find an idiot to replace him, there were plenty here.

Darcy started walking back, when she tripped. The food went flying; I imagined the food staying flat in midair. It did. I heard Darcy gasp, and I could feel her eyes on me, but I focused on the food, trying to not let it fall.

Someone screamed and broke my concentration; luckily Darcy caught the food before it fell. She ran with the tray and came back with a bag.

"Let's eat back at the apartment," Darcy said grabbing my arm and dragging me with her.

I saw people stare at us crazy on our way out. One lady with blonde hair glared at me! I made her drink spill and smirked, she looked back at me with fearful eyes; that was better. When we got out Darcy practically ran to the car, dragging me behind her.

"Loki!" she groaned before unlocking the automobile.

I looked at the door and imagined it opening; I had no idea how to get it open, Darcy opened it for me earlier. I sat inside, and Darcy started the car while shaking her head.

"Do you have powers Loki?" Darcy asked in a shaky voice.

"I have magic," I responded, she drove off, I clutched the seat again; I still wasn't comfortable with Migardian transportation.

"Not a lot of Migardians have magic, none in fact," Darcy sighed.

And this was important to me why? I looked back at her, my eyes pleading for her to explain. She felt me staring at her, so she turned to me.

"Loki, you can't be using your magic in public places. Someone could see, what if there was a SHIELD agent- Oh my gosh! What if they find out? I'll be screwed!" Darcy muttered.

"Calm down Lady- err, Darcy! I can wipe memories," I lied.

I couldn't really, but I could lie good enough to cover anything up. I could just say it was a trick of the eye or something; these dim minded Migardians would be sure enough to believe that.

"Really?" Darcy sighed not believing me.

"It's true, you practically begged me to wipe your memory this morning after- "I stopped dramatically.

"After what?" Darcy asked panicked, she stopped the car.

"Why are we stopped?" I asked looking around. We were nowhere near her living quarters.

"Red light," Darcy mumbled, what in the nine realms was a red light?

"What is a-"

"I begged you to wipe my memory after what?" Darcy asked hysterically.

"I shall say no more," I said.

I turned my head to look out the window. I'm sure she would take this as a sign of my silence, but I was actually trying to conceal a smile. I almost laughed, but it would ruin the fun. Oh how much I could play with her with this!

"Damn it Loki, you tell me right now!" Darcy said.

"We should be in a hushed, safer environment," I responded.

"We're going to my apartment, will that be fine?" Darcy asked.

"I suppose it will, but first I must eat before I tell the glorious tale," I exclaimed.

But first I needed time to think of a good story to tell her. I almost chuckled thinking about all the brilliant things I could fill her head with!