Beautiful Chaos

{part five | chapter three}

They walked a few blocks until they reached the building marked 177A.

"Here we are," Lilith said, walking up the steps and knocking on the door. Before she could even drop her arm, she and Thor found themselves inside. The woman stood stunned for a moment, arm still poised to continue knocking, before crossing her arms over her chest and looking around the room they had somehow ended up in.

"Thor Odinson. God of thunder." Lilith jumped at the sound of the unfamiliar voice and turned to see a man had appeared at the top of the large staircase in front of them. It was only when he began to drift towards them that she realized he was levitating a few inches off of the ground.

The man continues to speak, "Lilith Stark. Mortal." Thor moved closer to Lilith and raised his umbrella in defense. The man spoke again, "You can put down the umbrella." Lilith blinked and found the environment around her had changed once more. Thor put down the umbrella.

"So," he said, "Earth has wizards now?"

"The preferred term is 'Master of the Mystic Arts."

"Alright, whatever, Dumbledor. Who are you and why should we care?" Lilith asked.

"My name," He began, "is Doctor Stephen Strange. And I have some questions for you. Please take a seat." He gestured to the chairs behind them. The god and the mortal girl took their seats hesitantly and waited for Stephen to start.

"Tea?"

"I don't drink tea." Thor said.

"What do you drink?"

"Not tea." A large beer glass appeared in Thor's hand and a steaming cup of tea appeared on the coffee table in front of Lilith. Thor drank eagerly from the stein but Lilith left her cup on the table to grow cold.

"I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother Loki is one of those beings."

"He's a worthy inclusion," Thor agreed between sips.

"Then why bring him here?"

"We're looking for my father."

"So. If I were to tell you where Odin was, all parties concerned would promptly return to Asgard?"

"Promptly."

"Great. Then I'll help you."

"If you knew where he was, why didn't you just call us?" Lilith raised a brow.

"I have to tell you," Strange started, "He was very adamant that he not be disturbed. Odin said that he had chosen to remain in exile," he paused for a moment, "And you don't have phones."

"Oops," Lilith shrugged. She hadn't even realized she'd left her phone on Earth until she had tried to google something a week into her stay on Asgard. The device had never been super important to her anyways. She was more upset that she wasn't able to take pictures of her adventures on the foreign planet.

"No, we don't have phones but you could've sent me an electronic letter. It's called an email." Lilith's brow scrunched and she turned to look at the blond god.

"Do you have a laptop?"

"No, what for?"

Lilith sighed, "You're such a loveable himbo."

"Thank y- A what?" Lilith just pat him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about it," she said, "Anyways, Strange. Thor would like his dad back and I would like my partner back. So, if you could tell us where they are, we'll take them right home. We're sort of on a time crunch."