Student of Nature (Loki x Reader)

Opposite of "Meet Cute"

Asgardian Cultural Exchange Program, that's what the large banner hanging across the large cathedral-like room. Scientists, Doctors, Teachers, Historians, Engineers, you name it. They were probably present. All here to learn and engross themselves with Asgardian tech and knowledge.

"Baby Houseman," you repeat the name decorating your recently given name-tag with obvious disdain. "You're a trip sometimes." you shake your head at Darcy who is walking side by side with you.

"I kind of like it, to be honest."

Sure, you checked in with that name because it's what you were instructed to do and you didn't want to miss the trip, but now that you were actually here on Asgardian land, Darcy had to know this error needed to be corrected as soon as possible.

You turn to her with a frown. "First of all, I'm not letting anyone call me that and second, there's no way I'll remember to respond to it in the first place."

"Hey, this is sort of your fault as well. I didn't know you'd say yes so last minute. It was only suppose to be a placeholder name, originally for another friend of mine. I just hadn't realized I forgot to edit it for yours, when I pressed submit."

You look around at the room you're in. Around a hundred, people of Earth are mingling with Asgardians for the first time in probably... ever. It is truly a sight to behold.

"Well it's the perfect time to tell them you made a mistake, don't you think?"

"Yeah," she scoffs. "If you want to look even more suspicious."

"Darcy..." you whine. Also wait, what did she mean by "even more"?

The brunette sighs. "Okay, calm down. I'll fix it."

She surveys the room quickly.

"Um excuse me?" Darcy walks up the woman standing by the entrance with a high-tech semi translucent tablet in hand. You stay close by.

"My friend here signed up for the program, but there must have been a typo with her name when I was submitting her forms for her," Darcy adds.

"Alright, name please?" The woman looks at both your name tags and her eyes light up in recognition. "Oh, the special guests of  Prince Thor Odinson. It's an honour to have you with us."

"Ditto," Darcy nods her head.

OK, so what do I change?" The receptionist seems eager to assist.

"Um...all of it." Darcy gives the woman a totally "not" guilty smile.

The woman looks confused for a moment. "Oh... So instead of Baby Houseman, it's suppose to be...?"

"Y/N," Darcy says firmly. "Y/L/N..."

You watch with amusement as the woman's mouth twitches a little but her smile still stays in tact. The entire name being incorrect is clearly not a typo, Darcy.

"I-I beg your pardon?" The woman stutters.

You sway from side to side, dreading what will happen next. Way to go Darce. There's no way this is gonna work. They'll send you packing for sure.

After a beat, the woman then turns back to her tablet and resumes tapping. "You know what?" She inhales a deep breath. "It'll be much more work to write up new documentation and provide transport to get you home."

"Yeah, it will," Darcy agrees.

Darcy starts tapping your arm excitedly. The woman doesn't seem to notice. Is she really changing the name for you? Just like that?