A half of a second later, we were both standing in my flat, Loki, still grasping my hand. I looked down at my hand he immediately let go. He was looking around my flat, his eyes stopping in the corner with all of my music stuff. Mallets drumsticks and sheet music littered the floor.
"So what do I need to bring Mr. Loki?"
"What is this?" He asked, walking over to my drum set and synthesizer.
"Stuff. Don't touch it." I said walking over to my closet. I pulled out my suit case and started filling it with clothes. I heard him play a note on the synth and then immediately pull his hand away. I laughed, zipped up my suit case, and walked over to him. I picked up a few drumsticks and mallets and shoved them into my stick bag.
"Can we bring this?" Loki asked curiously, pointing to my marimba.
"Well, it takes me about an hour to dis-assemble it, and it's quite heavy." I said.
"I can wait." He said calmly, sitting down at my kitchen table.
"Why do you want it?" I asked, confused.
"Your going to teach me how to play it." He responded.
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Becoming Equal
FanfictionWhen Avery finds herself stuck in Asgard as Loki's salve, she had the choice to obey him or be killed. The plot changes when Loki starts to have a soft spot for Avery. He tries to hide it, but it starts to shine through.
