What happened? - FrostSpider

Chapter 8: Open up

"How are you feeling now" "umm" I raised my eyebrow "Remember open up" I reminded him. "Fine. It hurts a lot" I nodded "tell me if this hurts" He nodded. I put my hand on the bandage. He winced "Ow, ow, ow" "Sorry" "It's fine". I put my hand below the bandage on above his ankle. He winced again "That hurts" I nodded and put my hand on his thigh. He gave a heavy breath "That hurts a little less" I nodded.

"Do you want to try stand?" I suggested. He nodded. I jumped off the table. He turned around so his legs where hanging off of it. He slowly got off standing on the ground "Faen, faen, faen" He repeated lifting his leg off the ground "Language" I teased. He tilted his head "You know what that means?" I nodded "I got Thor to teach me curse words in your native language so I wouldn't get in trouble by Mr Stark for saying them" He smiled.

I helped him back onto the table. "Your probaly starving I'll get you something to eat" "I'm use to it" I guess he wasn't meant to blurt that out since he covered his mouth. "Loki what does that mean?" He took his hand off his mouth. Before he got a chance to speak I interrupted him "and don't say when you where locked up on Asgard cause I know you don't remember" He nodded "I- back on Asgard I wasn't allowed to leave the palace grounds which I thought was fine since I like reading, learning magic, and sitting out in the gardens with my amma but soon Thor and his friends started mocking me about not leaving so I started sneaking out to go on aventures with them. Though I was not strong, had no fighting skills, and couldn't hunt. I found it quite fun so I kept doing it" He took a shakey breath "When Odin figured out he beat me up and locked me in my room with no food or drink for a month. I decided not to go out anymore but Thor litterly dragged me out which was quite easy for him since he is so strong. I kept getting in trouble and Odin would beat me up or/and starve me" "Oh Loki that's terrible" Tears where forming in his eyes

"That's not the only reason he did that to me" He sighed looking down "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to but it might be good to get it off your shoulder" I suggested. He looked at me and nodded "Ok. When I turned 843 or 13 and a half he wanted me to start fighting since every other boy was learning it by that age except me. I didn't want to learn it since I prefer politics and magic which was consiered womanly but he forced me to. I fell behind quickly which made Odin mad and he told me he wont feed me until I caught up. That just made me weaker and I would often come back covered in blood and bruises. Thor generusly offered to give me extra training but I didn't like doing it anyway so I didn't want to extra. When I started falling unconscious from the lack of food Odin started letting me eating again" Tears where pouring down his face. "Oh Loki that's terribel thing for someone to do to there kid. Faen Odin" He sniffled looking into my eyes "I'm not his kid" He whispered "How?" I questioned "I don't know how I know this but I just know that I'm an Jotun not an Aesir" I took his cheek "That shouldn't make a diffrence" He nodded.

We sat their staring at each other before I thought of something "Wait you said your bad at fighting" He nodded "But when you saved me that was badass" He sighed "That wasn't good at all I didn't fight anyone I just threw knifes at the guards" "What about that cool backflip thing when you kicked the guy in the face?" "I focused on agility when most of Asgard worked on bruit force" I nodded. He didn't sound as sad anymore he just sounded like he was telling story's to a friend. I wonder if he sees me as a friend?

"Let's take you to my room" He nodded and I helped him stand up. He leaned onto me for support "What about that bag thing that's attached to me?" He asked pointing towards the hanging bag. OMG I COMPLEATLY FROGOT ABOUT THAT. "Ok tell me if you feel weak when I pull it out" He nodded

Loki's POV

Peter pulled out this needle thing that was attached to me. I felt a wave of weakness wash over me. "Are you ok?" I let out slow heavy breaths "Yes... I'm... fine" "You need nutritions. Let's go to the kitchen. Mainly because I'm starving" He whispered the last part. I smile twitched on my lips "and your probably starving aswell" He added. He was right I was starving but it was a sensation I was use to so I didn't mind it. I nodded though.

I limped to the what I believe is called a lift trying not to lean on Peter but I was overly weak so it was hard not to.

We walked in and Peter asked the wall "Jarvis can you take us to the kitchen" He went red in embarrassment but I was just confused. I was now leaning on the metal handle bar that wrapped around the walls when I asked "Who in the bloody hell is Jarvis?" Before Peter answered me a British voice did "I am an AI created by Mr Stark. I have access to all restricted files and medical information. I inform people of what they need if they ask so don't be scared to ask me if you have any problems" "Ok Jarvis, thank you" "No problem Sir" He ryplied in a monotone voice.

I whispered to Peter "Why does he sound British" He shrugged "I could ask you the same question" "uhh" I didn't have a good answer for that. I had notices when I traveled to midguard that my accent was similar to a British person unlike other Asgardians like my brother who sounded more Australian. "I don't know".

We got out of the lift and walked down a dark hall. I was reluctantly leaning on Peter again "Why is it so dark?" "Everybody is asleep since it's like 4 in the morning" I nodded. We headed into the kitchen and I sat at the kitchen island. "What are you making" "I'm making me a sandwich since it one of the few things I can make" He started laughing lightly to himself and I sat their smiling at him "oh! and you a smoothy since you must be sick of soup" Like usual he was right. I was sick of soup already. I nodded and watched him make the food.

Their was a loud noise from the smoothy maker which I was shocked it didn't wake anyone up. He handed me a glass with thick pink liquid. I looked at it suspiciously. He laughed "Loki it's fine it's just a strawberry and banana smoothy try it" I nodded and took a sup. It was quite good to be honest. I watch Pete finish his sandwich when he paused and turned to me "Are we friends?" I was wondering the same thing. I smiled "I don't know, may we be friends?" He nodded excitedly and grabbed his sandwich sitting next to me. God he's still so hyper so late at night but maybe I'm just not because I feel weak. "Do have any other friends?" I shook my head "I had one friend but he died" "What happened?" "He was from Mid- Earth so he died of old age when I was 10" "How long ago was that?" I did some quick calculations in my head "For me it was about 250 years ago but for you it was" I paused for a second "What year is it?" "2015" My eyes widened "Wait when did I attack New York?" "3 years ago why?" "I was only 17 when I attacked here" His eyes widened "wow" "Anyway it was about... 423.5 years ago" "Wow your really good at maths you should join me, Mr Stark and sometimes Dr Banner in the lab" I nodded "I would like that" "Anyway can you tell me more about your mystery friend?" "Oh right yeah. His name was Tom Holland and he was from Britain. He stayed friends with me his entire life though I thought he might find it strange having a friend who doesn't age normal but he thought it was cool. You actually reminded me of him" He nodded "That's so cool"

A/n
I haven't really been doing these Author notes but you know here is one. I decided to get Loki to speak a little Asgardian/ Norwegian since he's still only a kid and that would come naturally come to him. Also fuck the forth wall. That was a lot shorter message then I expected but any way hope you guys are enjoying this cringe book 🥲