"(Y/n)."
(Y/n)'s surroundings changed. She was in the Asgard throne room, Loki in front of her.
"(Y/n) you must leave Thor, so that you may come home." Loki begged.
"I can not leave Thor. He must return home. Odin must allow him to return home."
"Fa...
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Chapter 4- Artificial City
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Loki sat next to Frigga, no longer his Mother by birth, as they watched over Odin in his Odinsleep.
"I asked him to be honest with you from the beginning. There should be no secrets in a family," Frigga said softly.
"So why did he lie?"
"He kept the truth from you so that you would never feel different. You are in every way our son, Loki, and we your family. You must know that," Frigga assured, "You can speak to him. He can see and hear us, even now."
"How long will it last?" Loki asked.
"I don't know. This time is different. We were unprepared," Frigga sighed.
"I never get used to seeing him like this. The most powerful being in the Nine Realms lying helpless until his body is restored."
"But he's put it off for so long now, I fear..." Frigga trailed off, her voice breaking. Loki took her hand, giving a weak smile, "You're a good son. We mustn't lose hope that your father will return to us. And Thor and (Y/n)."
"What hope is there for Thor?" Loki questioned.
"There's always a purpose to everything your father does." Frigga looked at her silent son, "You miss her, (Y/n)."
"I love her more than anyone," Loki said quietly, "I wish to spend eternity with her."
"You will. You will."
Armoured guards entered the room, stopping and bowing before Loki.
"Thor is banished. The line of succession falls to you. Until he awakens, Asgard is yours," Frigga stated, "Make your father proud."
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"Now tell us exactly what happened to you last night," Jane ordered. The small group was sitting inside a local diner. (Y/n) and Thor ate from the plates in front of them, "Maybe start with how you got inside that cloud."
"And how you could eat an entire box of Pop-Tarts and still be this hungry," Darcy added.
(Y/n) and Thor downed their drinks.
"This drink, I like it. Another!"
The two threw their mugs at the ground, shattering them.
"Sorry, Izzy. Little accident."
(Y/n) realized that slamming cups was not costum on Midgard. She reached down to the shattered pieces of the cup, reemerging with a full, undamaged one.
