Sorcha's Secret World, Part one.

Chapter 37, Siblings.

I was walking through London, with a god on each side.

Perhaps, dear reader, you think I was used to situations like that by now. Trust me, it will never stop feeling surreal.

It didn't help Thor was still dressed in his armour, winged helmet on his head, Mjolnir casually swinging by his side.

People in Ealdwic are used to some odd views, but even they stopped and stared at the sight of the god of Thunder just strolling down the street.

I was wearing my dress armour, but it just didn't quite feel the same.

"I feel underdressed," Loki muttered at me. He was wearing black trousers, a white silk-blend shirt and sunglasses.

"You look fine," I reassured him.

Loki eyed me sceptically, then shook his head.

"No, I'm underdressed, can't do it."

His eyes glowed green, and his clothes were suddenly replaced by his familiar black, green and golden Asgardian armour. His horned golden helmet crowned his head.

Loki sighed happily.

"That's better."

I shook my head and grinned. It seemed that Loki couldn't bear the thought of being outdone by his brother. At least he was in a better mood now than he had been earlier that day.

Thor grinned too.

"Cow," he chuckled, referring to Loki's helmet.

"Chicken," Loki grinned back.

Without so much as a blink of an eye, Thor reached out behind me and slapped the back of Loki's head.

"Ow!" Loki exclaimed, his eyes flashing green.

"Ow!" Thor exclaimed, pulling a tiny dagger out of his side and showing it to me. "He stabbed me!"

I shook my head at Loki, who giggled and said: "What? He started it!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Can you two please behave with at least some dignity? Just until we are done at Temple Hall?"

We had decided the best thing to do was to go to Temple Hall and announce the arrival of Thor on Midgard ourselves. Loki hadn't been back to Temple Hall since after we just came back from Niflheim. It was going to be an interesting experience, even without the brothers behaving like big children.

The guards outside Temple Hall eyed the three of us suspiciously. I couldn't really blame them, the last time we were here Loki had caused quite a spectacle.

"They are with me," I said quickly before either Loki or Thor could say a word. It might be better if I dealt with the Templars this time. Loki had been in an odd mood ever since Thor arrived, and the brothers seem to bring out the worst in each other.

The guards hesitated regardless, nervously raising their weapons.

"Will you, or will I?" Thor asked Loki conversationally.

Loki shrugged. "I caused them to wet themselves last time I was here, why don't you do the honours? Have some fun!" He winked.

Wait, what now? I had no idea what those two were up to, but I had a bad feeling about it.

Thor just grinned at Loki and raised Mjolnir.

Lightning started flashing from Thor's eyes and clouds formed in the sky above us. In a matter of seconds, the sky was dark, thunder was rumbling so loudly the windows were rattling, and the guards were drenched by torrential rain. The three of us were the only ones remaining dry.