Did any of you Sailor Scouts get or understand that reference?
Loki fell and wound up in Midgard. This time, he is a very long way from New York. He found himself underwater and struggled to swim to shore. Luckily, an 18 year old girl helped him out. "You're lucky I saved your hide from drowning. Either you're suicidal or a complete lunatic for wearing all that leather in Lake Mead." She has blue hair with purple tips wearing a Pusheen t-shirt with denim shorts, tan colored sandals, wore a purple snap-on wristwatch, a choker necklace and had black nails on. "Name's Isabella. I liked to be called 'Izzy' or 'Bella'."
"I'm Loki, the god of mischief."
"If you're the god of mishchief, then I must be a magical sailor girl." She said sarcastically. He gave her an annoyed look. "I am the god of mischief. I'll show you." He made a few duplicates of himself to make his point. "O...kay. Like I said before, you must be completely crazy swimming in Lake Mead wearing all that leather."
"This lake does not taste of mead just regular water."
"It's the name of the lake, man. That, and it's not lake. It's techincally a reservoir for the Hoover Dam." She said pointing at the sign. "Where in the Nine Realms am I?" She helped him up saying, "Loki, welcome to the state of Nevada."
"I have to get somewhere to my true love." She led him to her apartment on her bike by letting him ride in the basket behind her. "Yeesh. The water did a number on your outfit. Proof that leather and water aren't a good combination." She led him to a room. "Since my brother lives in a college dorm, you can wear his clothes for now. Don't go complaining that it's too big or too small on you. Cross dressing is another option." She said leaving him alone. "I guess these will have to do." He got a dark green t-shirt, black jeans and a black faux leather jacket. "Nice choice and..." She pinched her nose a bit. "I think the lake water smell is starting to kick in. So, bathroom's on the left."
"Do your parents you know you live here by yourself?" He asked as he flat ironed his hair. Izzy nodded. "Yeah, they're cool with it. This apartment complex is 15 minutes away from Las Vegas and a minute away from where parents live. Also, my brother's a college student and he sometimes stays with me like on spring break, summer break and winter break. He left to start his fall term two weeks ago." She replied. "Use this to keep your hair back." She said handing him a can of hairspray. "You look much better now." She saw photograph fall from his leather overcoat. It was a picture of him and Celine forming a heart with their hands with her giving him that "finish the heart" look in her eyes. "Loki who is this girl? Is she your girlfriend?" Loki nodded. "When you put it that way, yes, she is. I need to get back to her."
"From the looks of it, this was picture taken with a polariod camera." She looked even closer, "Is that the Empire State Building?" He nodded. "This was taken in New York."
"That's where Celine lives! I have to get there. I need to be with her." She saw the sadness in his green eyes. "I love her."
"Of course you do. Come with me." She led him to the parking garage. "We're taking my car to New York to get you there to see Selina again."
"Celine." He corrected. "Selina, Celine. You say tomato, I say tomahto."
"Oh, I need to do some things before we go." She got out the car leaving him alone. Loki was lost in his thoughts. "She actually wants to drive me to New York to see Celine again. She is my only means of transportation."
"I'm back. I just told my landlord that I'm gonna be gone on a trip, I brought snacks in case we get hungry, extra clothes, my card, and my phone." They got on the road and it was quiet for them. "So," Izzy began trying to break the ice, "you and Celine really like each other, right?" He nodded. "At first, she didn't like me and with some time, we began to like each other and we fell in love. Now, we're far apart. I hope she knows that I will always love her from afar."
"I know how you feel." Said Izzy. "I once had a boyfriend and I don't wanna bore you with my pathetic love story. I'll make this short and sweet, he moved to London, England to study there and he just dumped me for one of his college mates." As the both of them drove they stopped at a place called Edge City. He had a series of flashbacks of the past. "Oh no..."
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I'm In Love With The god of Mischief
FanfictionCeline Robinson was an ordinary 15 year old girl living in Manhattan when she came across certain god of mischief. From what started as a normal day turned into a series of misadventures. Read, comment and vote!
