Ragnarocc

Get Your Foot Out of My Side

"Get your foot out of my side."

"Where the hell even are we?"

"I don't know, where did you teleport us?!" I fumbled around in the darkness, eventually grasping onto a door handle that I pulled with all speed. The metal door slid open, dispensing me and Loki onto the floor. "Nice teleporting, jackass."

He didn't respond to me, jumping to his feet and retreating back to whatever storage closet he'd dropped us in. "Where'd it go?!" He dug around for a moment before retrieving the cube, sighing in relief. His relationship with the tesseract reminded me a lot of Thor and Mjolnir, except Mjolnir was loyal and trustworthy. The tesseract was a shifty bastard, and probably a thot. Hey, kind of like Thor and Loki themselves!

"Where're the others, is the question," I stood as well, fixing my hair, "How do we even know we're on the right ship?"

"Good question!" he shoved me forward, "Why don't you go look, so I can hide this?"

"Why-"

"I don't want you knowing exactly where it is! Yggdrassil knows you already have enough leverage over me to begin with!" he insisted, "Now go."

"Well maybe I'll tell Sarah."

"No, no, no-"

"HEY SARAH," I shouted, expecting an answer from either her or Maddie. However, the call was surprisingly silent, which worried me even more than Maddie's intrusive memeing. Loki had dodged a bullet. This time.

"You said you'd only throw me under the bus if I did something bad!"

"Keeping secrets from your friends is bad."

"So is stranding them in an arena."

"....Fuck you." He was right, and I hated it.

He let the subject of Thor go and extended his hand to me, offering a deal, "How's this? You tell me how you won that game of poker, and I'll tell you where I'm hiding the tesseract."

"You wish, bitch, I'm taking that one to the grave ," I waved, walking off to go find Thor, "See ya later."

I had no clue where he was even supposed to be. I tried a multitude of doors, even asked Maddie for help, only to recieve no reply. "Fuck," I muttered, opening the twenty-seventh door. "Thooooooor??"

"Looking for Thor?"

I jumped and whirled around, only to find Valkyrie standing there, "I.... might be."

"Oh, hey, I didn't realize you got out that fiery hellstorm alive. Good for you," she pointed down the hall, "Take a right, second door, I believe. I'm sure he'd be glad to see you're okay."

"He'd better be," I joked, taking off once more. I entered without knocking, hoping that the element of surprise would be on my side. His back was turned to me as he stood in front of a mirror, examining a new eyepatch he'd put over his wound. I tried to sneak up behind him, but the thing about mirrors is, they reflect.

"Cate."

"Fuck."

He turned, having caught me mid-sneak. "So. I take it you made it back okay?"

"No, I'm dead," I scoffed, walking up to him like a normal fucking person, "How's the eye?"

"...Gone."

I wasn't sure whether or not that was supposed to be funny, so I refrained from laughing. I took a breath, slipping in an awkward cough in order to give me time to formulate my next sentences, "So. uh. I have something I might need to say to you."