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Princess Y/n Hearts, heir to the Wonderland throne.
Quite the title, right?
Burdened with glorious purpose!
The Avengers had seen this one before, so had Loki, easily knowing how to deal with their visitor all the way fr...
There was a small chatter among the group, books placed down and murder brewing as the last resort. The last resort was starting to look like the best by the 5th day. Nothing but stacking scrolls and laws being sorted through as fast as possible, only for one plot hole to be found; the only attack able to be administered to the throne was a pie to the face.
"This is useless!" You slam the leather shut, walking out the library in haste as Loki was quick to his feet.
"Y/n, darling," Loki sighs out, running after you.
"How about we take a break?" Steve yawns, leaning his head onto Bucky's shoulder.
"Half of us are asleep, we've been on a break for the past 2 hours," Nat murmurs, making sure Peter was still asleep and safe in her lap. "Stark?"
The billionaire was fast asleep for once, sprawled over a couch he pushed Clint off of, the Hawk snoring against Pietro's leg, both on the floor. Thor held Bruce in his arms, the writer and sorcerer fast asleep next to them.
"Angst..." Anna snores. "Major... Character death," they roll away from Strange only for him to pull them back with a scowl.
Possibly the only few awake was Wanda, Vision, Sam only just in slight and Bucky who was focusing on the swirling foam of his coffee while trying not to wake Steve.
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"Y/n," Loki was finally able to catch up, following the small tennis ball sized ink blobs who were bouncing along the halls, chirping like high pitched children. "Darling- Y/n, wait,"
"What? What do you want now??" Spun on your heel he was faced with your teary eyes.
"I want to know if you're okay-"
"What does it look like?! This world has gone mad; my throne is gone, so is my mother! I've lost everything I care about, the only person I love and- my life is meaningless... utterly meaningless, Loki," huffing with your slump figure ending on the ledge of an opening dropping into a bush from the garden below.
"Are you seriously still fixated on the throne?" Loki furrowed his brows, crossing his arms. "The throne is the least of your worries, Y/n- Hel, it's the last thing you should think about generally because your life isn't dependent on a silly little crown-"
"That silly little crown is what I was born for!" Standing ground again, you storm forward. "Just because I have the slight chance for something you've wanted all your life doesn't make it any less, Odinson," you flare, finger pointing up at him.
"I am not an Odinson," he snapped back, grabbing your wrist. "I am not who my father is, I am not of what was promised, and I am not limited to a jewel upon my head," Loki let go, narrowing at you. "I hope you realize this soon enough,"
You watched him walk away, your cheeks burning up in anger. "Realize what? That I should believe these stupid lie filled pep talks??"
"That you're worth so much, and loved so much more, by everyone: The team, Wonderland... and me," he exhales lightly, walking away with an irritated scowl. "Because I do love you, but you make very it difficult when you put so many things above me," with those last few words, he was gone.
Dropping your eyes down to the same floor you had seen all your life, they seemed foreign in a way. A lie spun on a web by your father, locking you in a tight choke hold. Spending time on Earth washed everything away—spending time with Loki washed it all away.
That's what you thought, at least.
No matter where you were, you father had your mind programmed to follow his every order, rebellion like a vague dream, the crown like another choice for your own good, and your banishment for the benefit of the kingdom.
Being fed a certain viewpoint all your life by a figure so high in power was obviously going to affect a person no matter how much you tried to drown it out.
Now, the one among many who helped you thought it was all for nothing.
You were torn, Loki knew that. Maybe his words were harsh, but so were yours. Both in the wrong made it hard for apology especially for two incredibly stubborn people.
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"Give it a few days," Anna murmurs, Cloaky wrapping around them tighter. "Trust me, just stay tuned because this gets good,"
"Shut up," Chase throws a scroll at their head which simply bounces off a shield Strange had cast using a simple spell.
"I can kill you off," they warn the cat who fades away. "Idiot," Anna yawns before slipping back into a deep sleep like the rest.
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Anna should be in bed so I'm taking over this A/n! As you know I'm Chase C. Cheshire, I'm pan, but I'm also a Demiboy (mainly use he/him but feel free to spice it up with they/them),
I'm also a Gemini, so if you're a Libra, Aquarius or another Gemini... you know who to call ;)
What else?... I love raspberry cosmopolitans, a fruity drink for a fruity guy- oh and I know some French and German. Plus, I can play the violin-
I'm starting think I'm the perfect fictional embodiment of Anna's type...
