Always watching the sacred timeline.

Chapter 5

Y/n's pov

"I can't believe you were D.B. Cooper!" I slap my hand on the table, squealing, and totally being a fan-girl.

"Okay Y/n, calm down." Mobius says, while I'm still squealing.

"How can I? He's freaking D.B. Cooper?!" I say.

Loki rolled his eyes "I was young and I lost a bet to Thor. Where was the TVA when I was meddling with these affairs of men?"

"Well we were with you." I said.

"Just surfing that Sacred Timeline." Mobius finished, and I nodded my head.

"Oh so that had the Time-Keepers' seal of approval didn't it?" Loki asked.

"We'll duh! I don't know what i'd do without D.B. Cooper!" I say.

Mobius snickered. "We'll I wouldn't think of it in terms of approval, and disapproval, that's sort of uh...." He trails off.

"Let's just get back to escapes." I say, helping him out a little.

Loki sighs, bringing his head down.

"A little psychobabble. What is it that you think your really running from?" Mobius asks.

"Enough." Loki, says, while standing up.

Mobius resets him back to his seat.

"Back in your cage." I said, smirking.

"See we can play with the heavy keys too!" Mobius said.

"I was just standing up to make a point." Loki said, frustrated.

Mobius and I snickered. "I'm sorry go ahead." Mobius says.

"We'll, it won't be as meaningful now." Loki pouts.

"Okay well... stay seated, I don't care." I said, rolling my eyes.

"I'll do what I want to do!"

"Sure." Mobius says, shrugging.

Loki stands up, pushing the chair back. "What exactly is it that you two want?!" Loki asks.

"I want you to be honest about why you do what you do."

" Liar!" Loki spat.

"I'm serious" Mobius says while standing up "All I seek, is a deeper understanding, of the fearsome god of mischief. What makes Loki tick."

"I know what this place is." Loki says while looking up.

I took a sip of my drink.

"What is it?" Mobius asks.

"It's an allusion." He says like it's obvious.

I almost spat out my drink at that comment.

"It's a cruel elaborate trick conjured by the weak-" he points at us "To inspire fear-" he puts his hand down "A desperate attempt at control. Now you all parade about as if you're the divine arbiters of power in the universe."

"We are." I shrug.

"But your not! My choices are my own."

"Your choice is your own." I raise my finger "Good let's go with that." I put my finger down, just wanting to get this over with.

Mobius plays with the projector "I think this one's going to fire you up."

The projector shows Loki talking to a group of people "The bright lure of freedom diminishes-" we now see Loki with gold horns on his head, with green leather clothing. "Your life's joy in a mad scramble for power."