Working Title : Loki & Annie

107 A Lady's Maid for a Prince

The voice was right in his ear. And it was no whisper but rather an annoyingly sharp tone that was like a verbal bony elbow to Thor's eardrum so he felt he should be excused for his startled squawk and fumbling of the ball lightning that he tried and failed to keep in his grasp. It hit the floor where it promptly set the edge of the rug on fire.

"You idiot!" The faintest of green mist moved about the room even as Loki's voice remained in his ear, causing Thor to wave at it irritably. "You will not be satisfied until my chambers are as disheveled as yours."

With a scowl Thor stomped at the flames, his boots crushing the lightning ball into more sparks which made more small burns but finally, they were all out, plunging the room back into darkness. With his breathing being the only sound Thor worked at slowing it down while noticing he was able to see the green mist gathering in front of him, "Loki?"

Appearing with a popping sound Loki stared at Thor as if he were looking at a disappointing choice out of his least favorite foods. "Are you truly asking if I'm me?" With a graceful hand gesture, the sconces on the walls lit with a fire Thor knew didn't burn despite the way they flickered and gave off light. "Who else would I be?"

"Well," Thor rubbed at the back of his neck. "You startled me."

Shaking his head Loki answered, "I don't see why considering you were in my rooms. Calling my name." Before Thor could speak his attempt was waved away, "Never mind. You need to go to the dungeon. Right now."

Thor was surprised and it clearly was on his face though he didn't know if it was more from Loki's words or from Loki being able to push him back out the doorway. "Wait, wait." Thor twisted and escaped his Brother's surprising strength.

Loki went back to trying to push at Thor, "There's no time. You need to go and get someone." His voice gave no room for a discussion.

Thor ignored Loki, "Wait." Using familiar quick movements he escaped far enough away to put room between them. "Get someone? Who? And why?" Thor attempted to bat Loki's hands away but his own hands slipped right through them despite Loki being able to grab at him. Thor waved his hands through Loki's face which did nothing, Loki never played fair when he didn't want to. Which was nearly every time.

Stopping his effort to move his Brother Loki instead looked daggers at him, "Myrun. And because Reapt has taken her there." With his hands on his hips and his brows wrinkled he narrowed his eyes in accusation. "And because you dawdled along so slowly to return it's already been too long so you need to go now."

Thor shook his finger at Loki, "No, no, no, and no. You need to start from the beginning before I do anything."

Loki growled in frustration, "I'll tell you everything once you bring her back here." When Thor opened his mouth in preparation to argue Loki spoke over him, "This wouldn't be so urgent if you hadn't taken so long. However, since you did that means -" Loki stopped speaking with a blink of wide-eyed surprise. "Where am I?"

"What?"

In suspicion, he examined Thor as he spoke each word distinctly, "Where. Am. I?"

Thor looked confused, "In your chambers?"

With a smack at Thor that unfairly struck him on his arm, Loki explained, "No, not me me," He pointed to himself. "The me you took to Midgard." Pointing off in a random direction he looked stricken, "Don't say that I've been sent back to the dungeon?"

"No, of course -"

His arm dropped to his side, "Then where -, oh, oh no." Now it was Loki's turn to shake his head while his expression shifted to horrified while hissing, "Am I still on Midgard?" He looked accusingly at Thor, "Don't tell me you left me on that floating ball of illiterate goats?"