HELA'S POV
The only thing going through my mind was,'What the actual hell dad?'
I have a small glare towards him and blatantly said,"You know. YOU kinda have to be a decent example if you really wanna live up to the whole father thing."
Loki raised a brow and turned towards me,"Hmm?"
"Yelling idiotic taunts at people I care about is really immature, you realize,"I commented,"it's not mischievous it's just dumb."
Loki stared at me for a moment,"and you realize you're talking back to your father."
I smirked and simply shrugged,"and dear dear father I hope you realize you're arguing back with no hesitation."
"Yo-"he started before the dark haired god paused. "I would say go to your room but your...friends...destroyed it like banshees."
"I would've never guessed,"I replied under my breath, looking over the rubble. "We could go to the city I guess fi-"
"No way in all of Midguard am i taking you to such a foul place!'he exclaimed,"No. We are going to Asguard."
"first off, rude. The city is freaking great. Second off, aren't you banned from Asguard or something?"
"Yes to an extent. I'm sure they'll be fine with us though. After all you are practically their princess, as are you the princess of frost giants but we'll just ignore that for now."
I gave him a side ways glance before hesitantly nodding.
I of course was pretty excited but I was leaving behind everything I ever knew. I was leaving behind messing with Toni Stark, gun practice with Natasha, missing out on all pie baking contests with Clint, and everything else. Including star spangled Steve Rogers.
My skin turned cold. Damn you emotions.
I let my hands fall to my sides.
"I don't really have a say do I?"I asked
"Not really."
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Hela-Loki's Daughter
FanfikcePeople think my father is unsuited to raise me. I think otherwise. Who other then the God of Mischeif and lies can raise the Goddess of Death and Hel.