All The Hiding Monsters

So…this story is going to be not as humorous as the ones before it, but nothing really that sad or serious.

Patty doesn't like the dark. And neither did Loki, when he was a kid.

Hope you like!

Patty POV:

It was really, really dark. But I can handle it. I'm sixteen years old! I have super powers! I'm in the freaking Avengers!

None of those thoughts made it any less dark, though.

When I was little I filled the dark up with all sorts of imaginary monsters. The scariest ones were these yellow, fuzzy things, with long necks and arms, like some weird twisted version of Doctor Seuss.

Personally, those books always freaked me out.

The dark hasn't become less scary, especially now that I fight evil people and stuff all the time.

I crept really close to Mr. Loki, resisting the urge to hide under his cape.

"Spider-Child? Are you quite alright?" He asked.

"Oh, um, yeah, I'm fine, Mr. Loki." I answered.

After a pause he said: "You are a terrible liar, just so you know."

I cringed. I wish I wasn't so transparent. "Oh, I just really don't like the dark, that's all Mr. Loki, but it's fine."

Flashback:

Loki crept along the dark halls of Asgard. He felt even smaller and weaker and younger than usual in the dark. And there were many dark spots in Asgard, especially in the halls.

Trailing along behind his father, he tried to coax just a teeny, tiny bit of light from his hands. He was becoming quite adept at magic, despite his young age.

Just as his hands were glowing cheerfully his father bellowed at him.

"LOKI! Are you using magic again? You know what I think about you using magic!"

"No, Father." Loki shook his hands and the light went out.

"It's just that I don't really like the dark and"

Odin whirled on him. "And why is that?"

Even through the dark Loki could feel the disapproving stare emanating from his father's lone eye.

"It's just kind of scary. And there could be monsters hiding in it."

Odin sighed a long-suffering sigh. "This is what comes of letting you pursue women's arts. Sometimes you can be such a disappointment, Loki."

"Yes Father." Loki mumbled.

"And don't mumble!"

"YES FATHER!"

They continued on through the dark. And all the monsters it held.

Flashback End.

Loki POV:

It felt just like yesterday. I wonder if she used to imagine monsters in the dark as well? I am no longer afraid of the dark but I remember…

I made a light immediately. It was a much larger light than was necessary, but the way her face lit up with relief completely made up for the moths that swarmed us in seconds.

Those monsters are the ones I used to imagine when I was little. Art imitates life. Or something.

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