Kidnapped|Book 4|A novel in the Blue Moon series| An Avengers fan fiction series|

63- Wait for the Oranges

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Chapter Sixty-Three

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"

"Because Max was right, you were making things worse for you and for Loki, and also probably would have burned down the room at some point."

"But...But..He...WHAT IF THOR KILLS HIM?"

"Thor won't kill him, Thea, it's his brother. Archer could have killed my father, and I wouldn't kill him. Lock him up for all eternity maybe, but not kill him."

Videl has brought me up one entire story from the conference room, maybe hoping that a solid floor between me and the others will prevent me from flying back inside. We're in a kitchen now, Videl looking half-interestedly at the fruit bowl and me pacing up and down.

"That's not any better!" I exclaim.

"So you'd rather him die than be locked up?"

"No," I sputter, "But Loki shouldn't be punished at all!"

"He did kill Odin and sort of pose as the king for almost a year."

"I killed that woman in the alley, and nobody's talking about locking me up for eternity!"

"That was self-defense. And who knows, maybe they don't know you killed her and you and Loki can get adjacent cells."

Videl tries out a smirk. I almost take off his head.

At that moment, a white blur comes running into the kitchen and nearly tramples me.

"Klaka!" I exclaim as my dog yelps in excitement, his bushy white tail whirring like a helicopter. I throw my arms around him, burying my face in his thick fur, "Klaka, geez, you're big!"

Klaka licks my cheek with his sandpapery tongue, widening his mouth in a puppy smile.

"That's not a dog," says Videl, "That's a wolf."

"He's actually part wolf," I say.

"No. I can look at him right now and tell you that he's completely a wolf."

I stare at him, "Dagan, the guy who sold him, said that he's part hunting dog, part wolf."

"Asgardian dogs might be big, but they're not that big, or ever that white," says Videl, "That's a full Asgardian wolf, I assure you."

I look at Klaka, who's still panting in excitement and trying to lick every inch of my body. Then, I say, "Why would Dagan say that he's a wolf?"

"He probably keeps a wolf of his own and doesn't want people to know. Asgardian wolves are very loyal, but very strong and sometimes dangerous. Yours though, seems as dangerous as a baby deer."

Klaka's ears stand erect as he notices Videl for the first time. He growls low in his throat and then barks sharply.

"I take that back," says Videl. "But there is something you can do with him now that you know that he's wild."

"What? Threaten my enemies that he can tear them to shreds?" I ask.

"Well, yes, but there's one other thing." Videl raises his arm and almost magically, Wairua appears from the other room and alights on it, "I found Wairua as a chick in the woods, without a mother."