If I Give You an Apple...

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Loki's Pov:

Confessing my love for Darcy wasn't as hard as I thought. She seems to love me in return. When I carried her to bed, thus both of us falling asleep, I had a 'vision' dream:

Darcy and I were happy together. She was a few years older now and had given birth to our first child a few weeks ago.

"Part Jötun, part human. And a bit of Asgardian." I say chuckling. Darcy moves her hand to our daughter's cheek and realizes it's cold, thus the Jötun in her blood.

"There are ways to be immortal, my love." I say to Darcy. Her mouth goes a gap. And her 'o' shaped mouth furled into a smile.

"Tell me, please." She said, and gave me puppy dog eyes and a quivering lip.

I nodded and began telling her of the golden apples that give immortality. She immediately asked for one.

"I shall get you an apple, darling. But they don't look like Midguardian apples. They're gold." I tell her.

I bolt up wright, not forgetting a single piece of information. If that all were to happen, then I'd become a husband, a father.

"Is everything okay, Loki?" Darcy asked sleepily.
"Yes, dear, I'm okay." I say stroking her hair. "Would you like something to eat? I'll make breakfast if you like?" I say.

Darcy nods and gets out of bed, as do I. I walk out of her room and she closes the door. I suppose she's getting dressed, I thought.

In a few minutes, my assumption was correct. Darcy had on a dark green t-shirt, jeans, and a grey and black stripped 'hoodie'.

"You look nice," I say smiling towards her. She says thank you, and gets a box of Fruit Loops from the shelf. I get out two bowls and Darcy gets a carton of milk from the fridge.

We eat our bowls of cereal while watching Spongebob Squarepants, when the doorbell rings. Does this always happen?

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