Valhalla || A Loki Fanfic

Chapter 2

"I need to pee,"

The raccoon snorts, "Tinkle in the cup. We're not looking, what's there to see? What's a twig? Everybody's seen a twig before,"

I groan, leaning my head back against the wall. It's been hours and I still can't get my illusion back up, none of my seiðr is working in fact. But what remains of my Jotun form is slightly blurry, the light affecting it in strange ways.

"But there's a lot," the tree whines, his voice sounds different, why does it sound different compared to the raccoon?

"Tree, pour it into the cup, dump out its contents, and then pour in the cup again," Thor replies, staring out the window.

The raccoon whips his head around, "You speak Groot?"

Ah, that would explain why. Languages started to blur together after a bit.

"Of course, I took it as an elective in school," Thor laughs.

Well, it was more like a class to learn how to properly use Allspeak, but who cares?

"Are we there yet?" Tree questions, he still hasn't looked up from his illusion game.

"You'll know when we're close. Niðavellir's forge harnesses the power of a blazing neutron star," Thor explains, sitting down on a bench, "It is the birthplace of my hammer,"

Is there anything you think about besides that ridiculous hammer?

"It is truly awesome,"

Except for when they sew your mouth and whip you, then it's not so awesome anymore.

I watch as the raccoon turns around, muttering something about being a captain, but my focus is on my brother. I can see how hard he's trying to keep it together and put on a fake facade that he's okay.

"So dead brother, huh? Yeah, that can be annoying," the raccoon spoke unhelpfully.

Thor sniffs, "Well he's been dead before, but this time I think it really, might be true,"

But surely it was a good way to go.

In place of someone else.

Someone I loved.

"A-and you said your sister and your dad,"

Laufey's son.

He wanted only to protect you from the truth.

I love you, my sons.

"Both dead," Thor mutters, examining the ground.

Apparently, the raccoon just doesn't know when to shut up, "But still got a mom though?"

I've done everything in my power to make you comfortable Loki.

Have I made you proud?

You are our son, Loki.

Frigga would've been proud.

Then am I not your mother?

You're not.

"Killed by a dark elf,"

You might want to take the stairs to the left.

"A best friend?"

"Stabbed through the heart,"

The raccoon stops harassing Thor with questions, seemingly content before opening his mouth again, "You sure you're up for this particular murder mission?"