🔪Partners in Crime🔪(loki x reader)

Part 4: The Alliance

A/N: dun-dun-duuuunnn

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Let's get something straight. Being paired with Loki is an insult.

Oh, the notorious god of mischief. Where do I begin?

Let's see. He dresses like a goth edgelord who writes edgy poetry and drinks coffee black. He prowls. He doesn't just walk around the compound like a normal person, he prowls like a vulture searching for carrion. Speaking of the compound, he's actually restricted from leaving unless he's accompanied by someone who knows how to throw a punch and work a muzzle. Plus, he doesn't really talk to people, and when he does, it's either an insult, a sarcastic comment, or a quiet recitation of Shakespeare.

Oh, and he attacked New York, oppressed the people, and stole the Tesseract. Y'know, typical stuff.

The point is that he isn't trusted by anyone in the compound, and frankly, no one likes him. I myself haven't had a real conversation with him. Ever.

It's not that I'm scared of him or anything. I would willingly take him on in hand-to-hand combat. But he's just so unapproachable.

And okay, maybe he is a little intimidating. But the guy is hated by everyone, has a horrible reputation, and dresses like Satan's hotter, older brother.

Tony quickly ushers me from the front of the room after my apology speech which I sort of bullshitted, just to make it seem more sincere. But the heroes looked pleased with my humble words, so I was happy. Tony begins explaining our mission back to Paris.

"Plain and simple," he says. "We take down Vein. Get my tech back. Maybe get burgers on our way back."

"Do they even have drive-thrus in France?" Bruce asks.

"Course they do," Clint replies. "It's France. They have to have French fries, at least."

"Well, we'll get bonbons or crepes, or whatever the hell France offers," Tony continues. "But the point is that this mission should be quick. In and out."

"That's why we're putting a little twist on it," says Nat.

There's a small murmur among the heroes, confused, excited. Concerned.

"We're gonna partner you up with another person," explains Tony. "Individual teams. These teams will be competing against each other to see who gets the job done the most efficiently and, of course, successfully."

"Where exactly is the setting for our mission?" Sam asks. "I mean, last time it was kinda just in the middle of nowhere."

Steve smiles. "Well, lucky for us, we get to go incognito. We've been tracking Vein's movements, and tonight, he'll be at some rich, fancy French party. His own mansion."

Bucky whistles. "This is gonna be nice. Hot French girls, dancing, authentic champagne. God, when was the last time I had quality champagne?"

"Can you shut up?" Sam says. "We're not going there to hook up with girls."

Bucky held up his hands in surrender. "Don't bite my head off, man. When you see the girls there, you'll know what I mean."

Steve clears his throat, casting a glare in Bucky's direction. "Enough." Bucky snickers.

"Anyway," Tony reroutes, "the mission is a competition. The first team to get my master drive wins."

"Master drive..." Wanda thinks. "That is the one shaped like Pikachu?"

"The very one," Tony smiles. "But, the most important thing is that we actually accomplish our mission. Take back my stuff, maybe teach Vein a lesson or two, and be on our way."