Spooky Action at a Distance | Frostiron

I'm Ready to Learn

Sunrise. Garden. Drinks. Games. Competition. Hunting. Disappointment. Weak. Runt. Abandoned. Monster. Pawn. Disposable.

Loki shook the thoughts from his head, staying calm wasn't working. Positive thoughts. They worked in the healing room, so why not now? Perhaps it was being guided. He was alone. Well, he wasn't alone. There were guards, but he didn't count them. They knew how weak he was. They knew what had happened. Why wouldn't they just take their chance? They could quite easily kill him then and there. He was tempted to do something that would make them do it, but he was waiting. He needed answers before that happened.

Frigga had tried talking to him. He didn't say much. What could he say? That he didn't want to be awake? That he didn't care about his future because he didn't want one? That he was defeated. Destroyed. Broken. There was nothing he could do to ever change that, and he'd accepted that. He'd gotten past getting better a long time ago, so why would he bother again? Well, now he had Tony. Was the human worth it? Was it worth the possible heartache? To watch the human grow old and die while he was cursed to another few thousand years? He couldn't do that. Even if Tony wanted him, which he doubted, he couldn't watch him die.

He thought over what happened when he woke up. Tony was there. When Frigga left, Tony helped him calm down. He told him to go to a happy place, think of happy memories. To breathe in and out with him. To name some colours he could see, some things he could hear. He hated it, it made him feel like a child, but it helped. It was oddly comforting, but he didn't want to accept help. He would never accept help. He thought about how Tony told him some stories, one being about the time he covered Steve's entire room in post-it notes. He hated the fact that he found that story amusing. He didn't understand why Tony was eager to help him, but he had to admit that he appreciated it.

Throne room. He was there. Sunset. Garden. Maze. Drinks. Tony. The doors opened and he was led in, luckily his hands only cuffed, no other bonds. At least they trusted him enough, he supposed. He looked around, seeing Odin on the throne, Frigga on one side of him, Thor on the other, and Tony next to Thor. Tony was there. Why? How? He wasn't complaining. It made the situation easier. He was just confused.

Confused. Other. Titan. Three hundred and ninety eight. Fire. So much fire. They knew. They'd seen him dead. They saw his body. They knew. Fire. Burning. Eye. Eye?

"Loki," Odin greeted, his voice echoing in the room.

Tony knew that something was wrong. Loki was dazed. He wasn't there. He could see him blinking rapidly, as if something was wrong with his eyes. He went to move, but as soon as Loki heard Odin, he snapped out of it. The God's cocky facade went straight back up. The blank eyes, the shit-eating smirk, the regal posture. Tony hated it, but he couldn't help but love it any time he saw it. He knew that Loki was going to be a little shit, and he couldn't wait to see how it played out.

"Allfather," Loki politely replied, stopping a few feet ahead of them, the guards an arms length away from him. "To what do I owe this honour?"

"The guards have been causing you hassle, correct?" Odin asked.

They'd had a brief conversation before Loki walked in, just to explain to Thor the situation. He wasn't pleased about it, in fact, he looked murderous, but he kept it under control. Tony couldn't help but think that Odin was underplaying it by phrasing it as 'hassle'. It was torture, but Tony kept his mouth shut.

"It was nothing I couldn't deal with," Loki shrugged, no emotion slipping through his facade.

"So that's why you passed out?" Odin asked amusedly.

"I took it for a decade. I'd like to see you try," Loki snapped. "Although, I doubt you would never allow that to happen."

There was something in Loki's voice that unnerved Tony. Something venomous. He could feel the hatred radiating from the god. Loki was hiding something. Well, he always was, Tony didn't think he'd ever get to know all of Loki's secrets, but there was something big. Something he needed to say, but wasn't going to.