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Loki pov

Making my way to Thor's residence was not as difficult as I thought it would be. Honestly, I expected it to be harder than getting to know where he lives in the first place.

Carefully,i thread my way towards his... Mansion? Is that what these humans call it? I'm unsure but I hope I got the term right.

To my surprise I see... Me? Why am I on Thor's lap? But that can't be possible, right? I'm her not on Thor's lap.

How,why,what? I am utterly confused at this moment. Wait a minute, I remember being warned of a certain man's power to imitate one's looks and acquire data on that particular person. His name is Sebastian? I'm not particularly sure

Angrily and in a confused manner, I knock on the door, impatient.

Knock knock.
No answer
Knock knock knock
Still no answer

Livid, I kicked the door down with bone-crushing might, leaving splinters on the hinges of the door as I stomped my way to where I saw that impostor.
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What happens next? Who knows?  ;)

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