Love, Just Love Away

That'd Be Nice

Darcy's Pov:

I sit on my couch. It's a small couch but it fits a one person apartment.

I don't usually have guests except for Jane or Ian. Sometimes Erik but no one else.

I finish my paper that I had to do for Jane and throw on some pj's and my turtle slippers when I hear a BANG!

"Oh, crap!" I shout even though no one can hear me 'cause I'm alone. I wonder if I'll always be alone... But I guess not due to who might be outside.

I walk out of my back door and see a man with slick back black hair, wearing green, black and gold.

I feel like I should recognize him but he doesn't ring a bell. He then turn over onto his back and looks up at the sky.

I push my glasses up the bridge of my nose. When he starts to stand up, he almost falls over and I rush to help him.

He falls into my arms and I chuckle as he sighs.

"I'm sorry I have landed in your backyard. I couldn't help my punishment." He says, trying to be sincere.

"It's okay, dude. I'm Darcy and I'll be waiting your table this evening. May I take your order?" I say introducing myself sarcastically.

He laughs. "I am Loki of Asgard. And I am burdened with glorious purpose."

Loki? Of Asgard? No. No no no no no NO!

"Aren't you, like, the God of Mischief or something?" I ask trying to pull him to my door to get him inside.

"Yes, actually. I have been sent here from Odin as a punishment. So how may I assist you?" He asked.

"Let's get you cleaned up first." I said dragging him onto the couch.

"Want some water? Or soda or something to eat?" I ask trying to be nice.

"I'll have some water. That'd be nice."