Myself & Mischief

1:16 - Worthy

Some time into the night I was sat with Nat at the bar while I was watching Loki laughing with Thor and Stark. "How did you do it?" Nat asked me. "sorry, what do you mean?" I looked confused as I frowned at her. "How did you turn the God of Mischief into this gentleman?" She asked as she gestured towards Loki who was now having an arm wrestle with his brother. I smiled and sighed. "I really don't know. I moved to New York a few days before The Battle of New York and I kinda crashed into him. Since then, he never left me alone. Countless nights reading Shakespeare together and supporting me. I think... love... changed him" I spoke as I took a sip of my rose wine. "So all Loki ever desired was..." Nat smiled, "To be an equal. To be Loved" I finished her sentence. We smiled at each other. Who knew somebody could be so misunderstood. Loki never desired a throne. He was overshadowed by his brother growing up and all he ever wanted was to be his equal and clearly meeting me and being with me had shown him that all of that... was possible. I sat watching him and saw that he and Thor were now seeing who could finish their drink the fastest. I shook my head and laughed before I heard a smash and someone shouting. "ANOTHER!". I looked up to see that it was indeed Thor. Nat sighed. "You have no idea how many glasses he has smashed by doing that" She raised an eyebrow at me as we both started to laugh. 

Loki and I were sat together on the couch both having a drink together. We were laughing and smiling together. I never knew I would have any of this in my life. It was unimaginable. We sat listening to the music until a slow song started to play. Loki looked at me, grabbed my glass and put it down on the table, before standing up and holding his hand out to me. "May I have this Dance, Darling" He smiled down at me. I smiled and took his hand. He walked me over to the middle of the room before he put his hand on my waist and took my hand in his other hand. "You really did save me.." He smiled at me looking into my eyes. "How?" I giggled at him. I wouldn't say I saved him. "If not for you, Darling, I'd still be in the dungeons of Asgard, living out the rest of my days there. I wouldn't have made amends with Father, Mother and Thor. You've brought out the good in me" He smiled as he gently kissed me on the lips. I smiled and as we slow danced I rest my head on his chest. Who would've thought that I would've fallen in love with the God of Mischief, Finding out I was Asgardian and Engaged to the love of my life? This all felt like a dream, but it wasn't.

"Please, Be my guest" Thor said as he gestured towards his hammer. We were all sat on the couches together and everyone was adamant that Mjolnir was just a trick. An illusion. Me, Loki and Thor all looked at each other and laughed since we knew it was no trick. One by one they all tried to lift Mjolnir. Thor was laughing at the lousy attempts. To no avail. "Come on then Loki. You're the God of Mischief. Surely you can lift it." Stark teased. Loki laughed and shook his head. "I know I'm not worthy of lifting that" then he looked at me. "Lets have a laugh shall we... Madison?" All of sudden they were all egging me on to try and lift the hammer. "Oh come on. There's no way on this earth that I would be able to lift Mjolnir!" I laughed. "I tried.." Nat laughed. I guess it wouldn't be wrong to give it a try. I knew I wouldn't be able to lift it. I stood up in my green dress and slowly placed my hand on Mjolnir. I took a deep breath trying not to laugh. Out the corner of my eye, I saw Thor grinning. I just focused and tried to lift Mjolnir. It wasn't budging. I tried one last pull and all of a sudden.... My eyes widened in shock. "H-How?" I asked as I looked at Thor, with Mjolnir in my hand. He smiled at me. "You are worthy". I looked at Loki. "More than one person can be worthy of lifting Mjolnir" He smiled proudly. "B-But, What did I do?" I was in shock. Thor gestured at Loki. I turned again and looked at Loki. "What?" I was so confused. "Father deems who is worthy. Since he knew that you were the one to make me happy and bring out the son he knew he had, He clearly deemed you worthy, and not just worthy of being his future daughter-in-law" Loki smiled with a sparkle in his eyes. What did this mean? I just stood and looked at Mjolnir in my hand. I stood froze, holding the hammer that all of a sudden felt so weightless. I was somehow... worthy.