Mortal

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-Jordan-

I sat watching re-runs of the TV show F.R.I.E.N.D.S, i could probably write the script for every single episode now. Ever since the grave October when my TV box thingy broke, i've only been able to watch shows that i have on box set...i only have F.R.I.E.N.D.S....

It was about half way through the scene when Ross and Rachel get married, when suddenly, the vase full of roses when flying past my head.

"Hey! Not cool!" I walked over to the guy who was lying on my dinning room table.

"Mortal! Your Midgardian pots are no match for me! I am Loki, of Asgard! and i am burdened with glorious purpose !"

"And i am Jordan, of who gives a fuck! Look are you alright? I kinda hit you with my car."

"Your metal carriages can not hurt me!" He procceded to try to stand up, however-thanks to his very much broken ankle-fell straight to the floor with an impressive thud.

"No. My metal carriage can not hurt you. However, my car can and did so stop being a drama queen and sit back onto the table. Why did you do that? I now have to re-do your bandages."

It took 2 hours to get him to shut up and stay still. When i was finally able to sort out his bandages i helped him over to the sofa and made him lie down on that. I then sat cross legged on the coffee table.

"So, um, what's your name? Where did you come from? Do you have an ID tag?" I laughed at my own stupid joke, however his face stayed in the same unimpressed scowl it has maintained the past couple of hours.

"I am Loki, son of Odin, brother of Thor. I come from a land called Asgard, and no, i do not own an ID tag. Mortal, what is your name?"

"I am Jordan."

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"Okay i am just going to run to the store to get some bread. I always keep the microwave meals next to, well, the microwave. Just put of those in for two minutes and try not to burn down my house alright?"

"Mortal-"

"Stop with this addressing me with this mortal crap! I have told soo many times! My name is Jordan! JORDAN!" He looked slightly taken aback at the tone of my voice but quickly resumed his posture.

"It forever confuses me how my brother fell in love with one of you creatures."

"We have a natural charm. However, that charm turns to demon if you break my house! I will be back in 10 minutes."

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I returned home with bread and ceral since i kinda figured a 'God' wouldn't class last nights dinner as breakfast. I opened my front door and was greeted with the sight of Loki sitting on the island in my kitchen, just staring at the microwave.

"So, has the microwave beaten you oh powerful god?" I snickered as his ego looked hurt. I removed the packaging and placed the shepards pie in for 2 minutes. After it was cooked i placed the food on two plates and went to sit on the sofa. He followed, and sat at the furthest end of the sofa.

By the time we had finished eating, i realised it was past midnight.

"Urg i'm tired. Do you have anywhere to stay for the night, or would you like to stay here? Gotta spare room if you want it."

"Mort- er Maidan Jordan. I do not need this spare room of yours, I am the-"

"Yeah yeah yeah the all powerful God blah blah blah. However you are not powerful enough to work out how to turn on a microwave so shut up and take the room or sleep outside. Your choice."

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