Bubblegum and Blood Roses ● Supernatural FanFic {𝔾𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕝}

Chapter 17: 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

Roenin, South Carolina

Loki had wanted ice cream for breakfast. Ice cream. Not that Cansas was complaining too hard. She loved a good meal switch up and she loved herself some ice cream, so there they were, sitting in a new town in the back corner of a semi-full ice cream shop.

Cansas scooped a spoonful of mint-chocolate chip ice cream into her mouth as she watched Loki all but shovel chocolate ice cream covered in all things sugary and sweet into his mouth. He hadn't brought up the events from last night and it was bugging Cansas out. It was something he would be bragging about, getting to feel her up in such a way. But the god had been relatively quiet besides begging for this little pit stop.

If she was being completely honest, she missed his dirty flirting and long strings of words that seemingly had no point or end in sight. She scooped more ice cream into her mouth, with a smirk.

"You know, the view here is breathtaking." She said, looking Loki dead in the eye. Eyes that still tugged at her mind in a way she had no idea why. Loki turned his head to look out the windows that lined the front. Cansas nearly slapped the god upside the head for being so stupid.

"It's nothing to write home abou--" He whipped his head, his mouth slightly agape and eyes shining bright in understanding. Cansas rose her eyebrows in disbelief. "You mean, I'm the view?" She shrugged.

"That empty street is pretty breathtaking. Oh, I think I just saw a rat run just across the way there. How beautiful." She said sarcastically. Loki rolled his eyes.

"Ha, ha." Cansas chuckled to herself as she scooped more ice cream into her mouth. Loki leaned back in his chair, that smugness he portrayed coming back in full. "So you think I'm breathtaking?"

"I think we should start trying to figure out how to get this collar off me," Cansas said, changing the subject.

"That should be easy enough." Cansas scoff.

"Easy? I've spent four years looking for a way to get this thing off me. It hasn't for one second been easy." Loki scooped ice cream into his mouth.

"Well, you didn't have a god on your shoulder then." Cansas huffed, leaning back in her seat. True. Maybe he would make things easier. Though, so far, he had done a horrible job of showing her how much easier it was to have him around and help.

Cansas watched a car rolling down the road from outside the window when an idea popped into her head. An idea that had her heart stopping for a moment longer than she had wished.

"Maybe you could take it off?" Loki paused in eating his ice cream, brows raised.

"Me?" Cansas nodded, leaning forward once more.

"I've only ever asked other humans to get it off. They can't. I can't. Maybe a god with powers could do it." Some kind of emotion flashed through Loki's eyes before she could register what it was. Before he was back to being a smug jackass.

"I am a god, aren't I? A handsome, powerful, breathtaking god." He said making Cansas roll her eyes.

"I never said you were breathtaking."

"Eh, but you did." Her lips thinned in mock annoyance.

"Are you going to try and take this collar off me or not?" Loki gestured for her to move closer. Cansas hesitated before getting up and moving to the seat next to Loki, whose butterscotch eyes tracked her every move. Eyes that pulled and tugged at that feeling buried deep within herself. A feeling that felt familiar and--she hardly wanted to think about the other emotions those eyes dragged out of her, so she simply turned her back to the god, pulling her hair away from the strang clasp that held the collar in place.

Her breath caught in her throat when she felt his fingers brush against her neck. Such a simple touch--a touch that was so simple it was near nonexistent, but she felt it regardless. Felt her body react in a way that she hated. It made her want to yank away from the god-like she had done last night, but she held still.

If he could take this collar off, her search would be done. A search she had been planning and plotting and trying--more like failing--to execute. A search she had let take over her whole life to the point of fighting horribly with her dad and nearly being unable to fix their relationship.

What would she do if Loki was able to get the collar off? She hadn't thought about that. Hadn't truly thought her search would ever end. But if he could do it, could free herself and these power thumping restlessly in her viens...she guessed she go home first. Spend some time with Bobby.

And what if I lose control? I'll just kill Bobby like I did my mom. I'll become a true monster. 

Cansas shoved those thoughts far from her mind--thoughts that were always on her mind. She would be able to control it because all it wanted was to be free. Nothing more. She knew that was all it wanted.

She felt Loki messing around with the clasp. He pulled and yanked and tried to unfast it but, just as many others had tried before, it held fast. So fast it might as well have been welded together.

"No luck, candy cane." Cansas sighed, getting up to sit back in her spot.

"Whatever. I thought as much." She flipped her hair back before her shoulder. Cansas tried to play it off like it didn't affect her, but her heart was heavy in disappointment. The power in her viens gave a harsh pound in their cage as if they were just as equally disappointed. "I've been thinking for a while now it might be latched onto me by some sort of magic. Like a witch helped put it on me."

"You don't remember when it was put on?" Cansas shook her head, messing with her ice cream.

"Nope. Bobby, you know that old grumpy guy who tried to kill you," Loki frowned slightly.

"How could I forget that ray of sunshine."

"Well, I always thought he had put it on me. But recently I found out he thought I put it on by myself." Cansas thought back to the screaming match that has been Bobby and her fight. She hadn't wanted to believe him. She still didn't believe him. The truth was, he didn't know who put the collar on her. He'd said it himself. He hadn't even been able to find the spell to connect the clasps.

Cansas found that emotion racing through Loki's butterscotch eyes again like lighting. An emotion she might have pestered him about had she been more motivated to do so.

"So you think a witch put it on you?" Cansas shrugged.

"That or a demon. The translation you gave me makes me think it could be something hellish too." Loki nodded, scooping the last of his ice cream into his mouth. Cansas stood and god followed quickly after.

"Then let's start with a demon?" He suggested, throwing his cup out after her.

"They aren't going to say anything. I've already tried." Loki shot me a smirk.

"I have a feeling they'll be more motivated to talk now that I'm around, candy cane," Loki said shooting her an all too smug smirk. Cansas nearly rolled her eyes at him but decided not to, because maybe he was right. It never hurt to have a god on your side. A god that could turn werewolves into chihuahuas and bring slow-dancing aliens to life. A god who could get into people's heads and see what they refuse to say aloud.

They made it to Cansas' truck in a minute and hopped in. She turned the thing on and watched Loki flip through the stations trying to find another song Cansas would not be all that happy to listen to.

"Loki?"

"Candy cane?" He responded, those butterscotch eyes never leaving the radio.

"Why do you call me that?" He froze like he'd been caught in the act of doing something he wasn't supposed to do. And that emotion--it raced through his eyes before he shot her a charming smile.

"Because you're as sweet as candy." Cansas rolled her eyes and drove off just as Asia's Only Time Will Tell came blasting through the speakers. "Oh yeah! You better sing along, candy!"

"I'll pass," Cansas said bitterly.