Beneath A Moonless Sky: A Thor Fanfic

The Pet Sematary

Emily had called out of school. Lanie was going to kill her, but she didn't care, she couldn't deal with creepy Mr. Eckard today, who looked at her like she was a piece of meat. Her fish was dead, her hands were cold, and she had literally just cried her eyes out to Stephen King's Pet Sematary. Who does that? Apparently, women who murder their fish babies with freaky God AIDS, that's who. She turned off the TV with a click, not in the mood to watch even her favorite scary movie, Friday the 13th, which was coming on next.

Her heart was broken, watching the ice melt slowly into an algae-coloured slush. It was time to bury poor Beckham. He was a beta ice cube now, bobbing up and down in his ice-ridden wasteland. Emily puffed her lips out in a pout, devastated as she used the vibrant green net to scoop Beckham up into her hands and carry him to the bathroom. "I had really hoped you wouldn't end up like Beckham 1-4, but it seems I don't have the best luck with fish. I'm so sorry." She whined, flinching as his lifeless corpse fell into the toilet with an uninspired plop. She reached to flush, wiping a tear from her eye, when there was a thunderous knock on the back door. She nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Hello? Maiden, I would have words with you." A thick, Australian accent beckoned to her loudly. She knew who it was at an instant, and it both frightened and excited her. She hadn't thought in her wildest dreams she would ever see him again, and she nearly ran to the door.

"Thor? What are you doing here?" She asked, glancing through the peephole before opening the door. She was thankful it was neither Loki nor her creepy elderly neighbor, who somehow managed to be worse than Mr. Eckard. There was a faint scratching at the door as she wrestled with the deadbolt, her curiosity piquing when she finally forced the ancient, swollen wood door open.

Thor had been trailed the entire way to Emily and Lanie's apartment. He had woven in and out of Brooklyn's complicated roads and alleys, attempting to lose his newfound companion, who had been hot on his heels since the moment he left Stark Tower an hour prior. He had had to walk, no longer allowed to use SHIELD equipment after his little spat with Director Fury. Not that it had mattered to him, humans didn't seem to quite grasp the whole superhuman durability thing. The only drawback, was that now there had been this mangey animal pulling and biting at his cape the entire way. His eyes were full of apology when the door swung open, prepared to apologize for the pest.

"I needed to see you. I'm so--" Thor's words sputtered off as the fluffy cream and rust coloured shih tzu mix pounced at Emily's legs, curly tail beating the air as quickly and happily as was physically possible. Thor noticed the way Emily's bloodshot and misty eyes lit up at the sight of the puppy, and she looked like she was very much in need of some TLC. Thor smirked, picking up the tiny dog in his big hands and presenting him before her. "So I...got you a dog."

"Uh...you what?"

Thor didn't bother to explain himself, which didn't much surprise Emily; he never did. Instead, he backed her passed the threshold of the room and walked inside, shutting the door behind them. The dog lapped at Emily's cheeks lovingly and she laughed, though she never took her bewildered gaze off the God.

"You needed to see me...so...you got me a dog?"

"Okay, more like the dog found me, and I gave him to you. But never you mind that, I've come to see your friend."

Emily's smile fell slightly, not fully understanding the jealousy that bubbled in her chest. "Oh...you're here for Lanie?"

Thor could tell that he'd misspoken somehow, and he tried his best to recover. "Allow me to rephrase. I need to see Lanie, but I want to see you."

Emily put her hands on her hips, a sarcastic laugh ripping through her. "Oh, is that so?"

Thor reached out to gently take her by the hand, pulling her closer to him as he placed a gentle kiss upon her knuckles. "Believe me or not, but it's true."