Loki walked in the room and saw me sitting at his desk "What are you doing?" He hissed snatching his journal "I didn't look in it"
They sat on the bed and made the journal disappear "So let me guess Banner got you to come here and convince me to go to the loonie house?" "Yeah"
They clearly didn't want to go "well you won't cause I don't want to go" "and I agree" "what?" "I don't think you should go. You're a god for goodness sake what can us mortals do for you. But I do think you need friends that aren't your enemies"
"You sound like a dad convincing your kid to go on a school trip" "Yeah I suppose but on the plus side this trip could maybe stop your internal suffering" "so you do think I should go Stark?" "I suppose so" I smiled and they smiled back
"If I do go to one I want to go to one in Scotland" "Why Scotland?" "My umm, my friend from earth before he died founded a psych ward. He kept joking saying I should go to it and since I killed him it's only fair that I do" I nodded knowing better then to fight them.
"I can set that up for you but I must warn you it might be full if it even still exists" they nodded.
Loki's POV
Great therapy. It could be worst, I could be on midguard with no home, oh wait no I am.
I'm on a quinjet now on the way to a psych ward. What has my life come to. Theres billions of people of dead and instead of bringing them back or helping my brother on new Asgard I'm going to get help for some mental illness I've had for centuries.
Banner and Romanoff were on the jet with me and when I say the atmosphere was tense I mean the atmosphere was TENSE.
I smiled to myself as an idea popped into my head "So what happened to you two" they looked at each other "Long story"
"We're flying to the opposite side of midguard I think we have enough time" Natasha leaned forward "It's not actually a long story we just lost contact and haven't really fixed our relationship"
"Do you want too?" They looked at each other. Banner answered this time "maybe in the future yeah. What about you and Peter, did you ever think about getting back with him before he you know" "Died? Emm no I was never with him so I was never interested in being with him" "so you never found him hot or had a slight crush on him?" "I mean I found him hot yeah but no I never had a crush on him"
I thought for a second "The loonie toons!" "What about the loonie toons?" "Nevermind" it was the show I was thinking of when I said loonie house to Stark. I never actually watched the show I just saw an ad for it in one of the magazines I found in the headquarters.
We arrived at the place. It hasn't changed a bit. Natasha and Bruce as my legal parents signed for me and told them everything Thor had told them about me because I wasn't going to while I found my bed.
I walked into the room. It had 6 beds evenly spread apart from each other. There was only one other person in the room. He looked young. He had dirty blonde kinda long hair and was playing a guitar.
He didn't notice me initially but when I sat on the bed he did. He jumped up putting the guitar down and came over to me he put his hand out "Heya new loonie I'm Campbell Bain!" I refused his hand "Right no hand shakes!" He jumped onto the bed across from me sitting on his hunkers.
"So what's your name?" "Umm Loki?" "Like the guy who took over new York?" "So you've heard of me?" "Yeah! And don't worry no one else here has but don't worry I don't hate you for it I was only 10 and what Thanos did was much worse anyway!" He had so much energy.
I hummed "what are you in here for Campbell?" "I'm manic but the pills I take keep me completely stable for the most part what about you?" "ADHD, Borderline personality disorder, and PTSD?" "Now that's a list! I need to show you something!"
He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room and into a smaller one. It had a desk with a bunch of buttons, a microphone, and a bunch of shelves filled with records.
I pointed at him snapping "Don't touch me again or you'll loose both your arms" "Right no touching of any kind" "That sound very dirty Campbell" I looked at the two people in the room "Right this is Fergus and Rosaline" Rosaline pointed out "You don't sound Scottish?" "I'm not that's why, but an old family friend founded this place so my parents sent me here"
I saw Campbell lighting a smoke. I never understood why the mortals evented something that ruins their lungs "Why do you smoke that?" "He said he was gonna quit but hasn't" Fergus said not quite answering my question.
"It's addictive. It was originally to help me when I was in a depressive state to make me feel better but I just can't stop. I really do want to" "oh I understand I have my addictions, what if we both agree to give are addictions up?" He nodded.
I took the cigarette off him and threw it out the open window. "So what's this?" I'm gonna be here for a while it might be good to not be fully by myself the entire time. "It's a radio station for the asylum! A wee old mate of mine helped set it up but he moved back to Lituania with his grandma"
I nodded losing interest very quickly in what he was saying I started flicking some switches "What's this?" "It's a *name of it* and don't touch it" "Why not?" "It's not working very well and I hate for you to get blown up" I pulled open the machine "This isn't working?" I pulled out a wire as they all screamed no at me. I handed it to him "They clearly want you to shut this thing down"
I left the room taking a deep breath. I can't do this. "Their only gonna see you as a crazy person and the only way for you to be powerful is to in brace it" What if I don't want to be powerful what if I just want to have friends? "You don't know what you want you can hardly think straight, hel you have me just to inbrace your dark side"
I rolled my eyes groaning. Campbell walked out of the room "Are you ok?" I nodded. I conjured a small dagger and started flipping it. "That was so cool"
He paused for a second before saying "you should put that away unless you want to be sedated" I looked at him "I don't think they can sedate me in not exactly human" I mean they sedated Thor but that doesn't count.
"Ok... I'd do it just in case" he was smiling and the look was so familiar. I sighed "fine whatever" I made the dagger disappear.
He smiled even more and I smiled slightly but not enough that you could tell.
A/n
Loki isn't gonna come out of this a new person by the way he's still gonna be his sarcastic evil ish self but he will be mentally better. Also I didn't realise how hard it is to write Loki you know Loki like in this unfamiliar place.
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