mischevious

Chapter 11 (Abigail)

I stared blankly at Loki, completely checking out for a moment. Easy? Really, he was going to call this easy? Fuck, if we needed it for real, we were going to be fucked. And not in the fun way.

"Great, so when are we going?" The jester spoke up with an odd sense of confidence.

"We're not! Obviously, Daddy hid it there for a reason. And if anyone is going to go to Hel with him, it's going to be me!" I shot back.

"Oh please, little princess, you wouldn't last a fucking minute down there!"

"Wanna bet?" I snarled. I was a hell of a lot stronger than they ever gave me credit for. "Besides, you won't have anything to protect you. My suit is already almost perfected."

Loki looked at me, and I could tell he didn't want me to go. "No, you're not coming with me, Kitten. It's way too dangerous."

I crossed my arms and shook my head no. "Tell me how bad. Do I need to up the temp my suit can take or what? I don't want you going without me, Daddy! It's not safe." I couldn't help but pout up at him.

"Okay, let's calm down. Why don't Harley and Ivy stay here for a while so we can figure this out?" Steve pipped up, trying to diffuse the situation. "That way we can figure out who we trust going down. No matter what, we will unfortunately need Loki to come with us."

Everyone unanimously agreed and I offered the guest room that typically separated mine and Loki's rooms, but I knew I was going to be staying with him from now on at night. Mostly because I never slept as well as I did when I was in his arms, but I also didn't like our new comers. Just because they said they were in a thing didn't mean much, I used to play the field and had the field played against me. Some people just didn't care about relationships or if they were being homewreckers.

We showed Harley and Ivy to their room and I went back to mine to move a few of my things into Loki's room. He already had a king size bed and I was hoping after last night's endeavors, I was going to be able to get a new one myself. Probably close to being handmade or from some kink shop so that he'd have something better to tie me up to.

Other than working on upgrading my bed, I knew I had to convince Loki to let me go with him and learn how to fight better in my suit. Convincing the others shouldn't take too much doing, if we learned how far his mark on my arm went, I'd be the only one to give them the peace of mind that he wouldn't betray them. The best course of action would be as few people as possible coming, but I knew we wouldn't be allowed to go alone.

"Daddy?" I asked in the quiet.

"Yes, Kitten?"

"I know you don't really want me to go with you, but please hear me out?" I could see the defeat in his eyes because rather we were just talking about going or actually doing it, this would be the most dangerous thing he'd let me do. "For one, you know how they all will think. I know you wouldn't betray them, but they're all hooked on the past. Not to mention, I figured out the right codes so while, yes, you could cloak us or turn us into something else, I can practically make my suit invisible. Not to mention, you can teach me how to fight your sister if need be."

"No, absolutely not! You will not fight her nor will I allow her to see you. I am not letting you anywhere near Hel." He was stern and I did my best not to shrink away.

I knew he meant his command to be that of care but I was not used to the tone he was using. He'd be stern with me, but there was always a playful undertone underneath that reminded me I wasn't really in trouble.

"Daddy, I love you and I always want to obey you, but you know I can handle being your shield maiden." His eyes widened, almost shocked I knew what I was talking about. "I read, and the Vikings were my favorite to study, but that's besides the point. Odin knows I'm strong enough to remind you what's more important than ruling a planet and I don't plan on getting pregnant and dying in childbirth. So if I have any hope of being allowed on Valhalla, this is it. More importantly, no matter what would happen, I want you to be proud of me."