In-between Love Sweat And Tears (Loki Short Stories And One Shots)

Sakaar pt 9

"Over here! Loki! Y/N!" Thor's loud whispering was making both you and Loki nervous, as your quick steps closed the gap in no time.

"Shhh! Shh!" Loki shushed Thor, looking at him in disbelief as Thor's eyes were starting between you and Loki in the same fashion. "What?" "You're alive?" Loki questioned. "Of course I'm alive! And Y/N too obviously!" Thor stared in shock, both of them still whispering loudly. "What are you doing here?" "What do you mean what I'm doing? I'm stuck in this stupid chair. Where are your chairs?" Thor retaliated in his own questioning. "I didn't get a chair." Loki responded. "I can't get a chair." You finished, making Thor stare at you even more before he went back to trying to figure it all out hurriedly.

"Get me out of this one!" Thor told Loki. "I can't."

Thor then looked at you. "Get me out." "I can't."

"Why not?"

"I made friends with this man called The Grandmaster and then I bumped into Y/N." Loki whispered, looking at you to give Thor your explanation next.

"I also met The Grandmaster and he adopted me." You finished again, all of you still whispering. None of you noticed The Grandmaster actually starting to come over during your conversation.

"Are you both crazy?" Thor asked with disbelief.

"I gained his favor a lot faster after Y/N and I caught up. The bifrost dropped me off here weeks ago."

"Weeks ago?" Thor quickly turned his eyes to you as you spoke up next. "I've been here for ten years already, by way of a trash portal." Thor's eyes almost bucked out of his head. "I only just got here!"

"Why are you whispering?"

Hearing The Grandmaster join in on the conversation caused Thor to scream a bit, as you and Loki looked at The Grandmaster quickly.

"Time works real different around these parts. On any other world I'd be like, uh, millions of years old. Here on Sakaar, well, Y/N knows what I'm talking about, being a thousand years old herself or so she says. But she's getting the hang of it." He could only smirk, and it felt awkward as you knew exactly what he was truly saying. You could only look away in annoyance as Loki's eyes darted away from The Grandmaster's stare. "I haven't been part of that lifestyle, you know." You muttered, your cheeks red as The Grandmaster looked between you and Loki. "But you're starting to now, hehe."

You covered your face with your hand a bit as Thor was looking back and forth between you and Loki quickly, his mouth slightly agape from what had been implied before he struggled to get out of his chair.

"In any case you, you know this... This uh.. You call yourself Lord of Thunder." "God of Thunder." Thor corrected.

"I've never met this man before in my life." Loki lied, shrugging with a smile to The Grandmaster.

Thor glared quickly. "He's my brother!-" "-Adopted."

"Is he any kind of a fighter?" The Grandmaster then asks, and you watch Thor give a slightly menacing smile while he squirms. "You take this thing out of my neck and I'll show you."

Smiling with amusement, The Grandmaster nudges you while adjusting his collar. "Listen to that, he's threatening me. Hey Sparkles, here's the deal."
You bite your lip a bit as Thor instantly gets himself into trouble, but you know you can't help by this point.

"You wanna get back to Ass place.. Ass berg..-" "Asgard!" Thor corrects angrily, but The Grandmaster continues to speak. "Any contender who defeats my champion, their freedom they shall win."

"Then point me in the direction of whoever's ass I have to kick!"

"That's who I call, contender! Y/N I'm so glad you stepped down from being the champion, you would have had to go against Sparkles here! Not that I think you couldn't have stopped him, but oh well!" "Gee, thanks." You mumble as you stare at your adopted father. "Direction would be this way, Lord."