(Loki X Nebula) We Love Hating Each Other

Discovered

CHAPTER FIVE: DISCOVERED

“Uh, my son, Thor, returned! Greetings my boy,” Loki fakes his enthusiasm, “something smells fishier than a girl on her period” the woman next to me whispered, I looked at her. Taking her in, she had two big buns in the back of her head, with her curly hair flowing down her back, dark-skinned, and had a little strawberry juice on her cheek. Tall, of course she didn't tower over me of course, in fact we were the same height, she wore a nice satin baby blue dress.

“I'm Gro… yes, I know, weird name. My mother just kept telling me to grow, Grow Girl! Grow! Before we knew it, my name had become Gro.” I laughed, “I'm Nebula,” I offer my hand for her to shake, Gro looks at, laughing she smacks it away “I don't do that, I'm a hugger!” My smile vanished, Gro’s arms engulfing me in a bone-crushing hug before letting go of me.

“It's an interesting play. What's it called?” Thor asked, his face trying to play it cool. “A tragic death of an idiot,” I say, Gro covering her mouth in shock. Thor looks at us, smiling, Gro laughs loudly “no, no, no. It's called The Tragedy of Loki. Loki’s face was the tragedy,” she hints, “damn” I snicker. Loki sends us a glare, I only waved him off but Gro silenced herself, she didn't know this Odin imposter was Loki. Loki looks back to his brother, “The Tragedy of Loki of Asgard. The people wanted to commemorate him” Loki said, feeling all high and mighty, I roll my eyes at his pride. “No we didn't” Gro said, her hand on her hip as she was now getting at something, “I mean we were grateful to him and all, but we were actually all… glad he died.” She had confessed, Loki just sat there, knowing at the moment that he was forced not to execute Gro on the spot, since Thor would immediately step in and punch his face in. Man, that would be interesting to see…

 Thor nods, “and indeed they should…”

 “Is he for real?” I asked Gro, she shrugged. Thor gestures behind him, “I like the statue.” I raised a questional brow, “oh? I didn't,” Gro looks at him “it took us hours to build it, All-father wouldn't let us rest, asshole” she muttered. Thor continues on “a lot better looking he was than he was alive, though.”

“Hold on, don't insult my taste.” Gro had interrupted, I looked at her, “what?” Gro sighs “I slept with him” she confessed, “you gotta stop confessing things to strangers” I tell her. “No disrespect, m’lady, but he was a little less weasley, less greasy, maybe,” he informed.

Me and Gro chuckled, Loki glares at us again, his stupid glare, did he think that was gonna stop me from laughing, did he think I felt threatened by him, this little minor God has lost his mind. Gro stifles herself by eating a strawberry, I look at her “are you a stress-eater?” Gro made a face at me, “no, I just love food.”

I backed off, for now, Thor looked pissed “do you know what this is?” he asked firmly, raising the big head. “The skull of Surtur,” I say examining, man, it was magnificent in person, what could be more pleasant in-  I then remembered Loki's tight ass. Thor nods “correct,” he lifts up the head, a guard coming to his side, “do me a favor. Lock this away in a vault so it doesn't turn into a giant monster and destroy the whole planet,” the guards nods, taking the dull skull with him. I look after it, longing after it when the guard took it, “why do I want that now?”

“Don't know, uh- ” he stops to look at me, “do I know you?” I shrug “probably.” Loki stands, one of the girls taking his glass as he was looking as an old man. “Thank you, dear. Um.. so, it's back to Midgard for you, is it?” He asked, hope on the tip of his words. What the hell is a Midgard? Thor shakes his head, “nope. I've been having this recurring dream lately. Every night, I see Asgard fall into ruins,” he states, Gro shakes her head, snatching grapes from a woman near her, “I live here, don't put that in the air.”