A Whole Bunch of Loki's

Your Disney Princess - Part Three

"Have you completely lost your mind?"

"No, Mr. Stark."

"Then why would you think it's a good idea to give Loki access to hundreds of people?"

"Because there's no reason for assume that he is a threat, not anymore."

"Why? Because he's powerless? He's known to lie, there's still every chance he could be dangerous."

"Perhaps, but I doubt it, he's been here for months and has barely left headquarters and I haven't seen signs of who he was."

I wasn't going to add to the point that he had instead spent most of his time almost depressed, so in truth I had no room to say whether my statement was true or false and this was a completely different side to Loki altogether.

Not that it mattered to Tony, nothing I said would.

"He killed people and threatened the lives of thousands more."

"Crimes he has been punished for and yet he is still treated as if he didn't show any penance."

"Penance and remorse are two different things and either would be too little, too late."

"Mr. Stark, if I cou-"

"Quiet kid," Tony snapped, looking at Peter sternly, "this doesn't involve you."

"It kind of does," I said, folding my arms, "considering that you put a tracker in his clothes, who does that?"

"It was for his benefit and a good thing I did too."

"Why? So that you can ruin someone's fun?"

"If I may have a say in this."

We all turned to Loki, who had until that point been sat silently in the corner.

He had partially removed his disguise, removing the wig but leaving the copper coloured beard.

Tony's eyes narrowed as he zeroed in on him with a glare, nothing but distaste in his gaze.

"What you have to say better be good, I'm already so close to shipping your ass off to Antarctica."

Loki suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, lest he make everything worse, not that he felt that was possible to avoid given Stark's current mood.

Still, he pushed through under the eyes of the dragon.

"Yes, what I did in the past was cruel and I understand that it has affected you in the long term."

Tony opened his mouth to say something but faltered when Loki held up his hand as if he hadn't anticipated the ex-God to deny him his protest.

"I can't say for certain that I am remorseful as such, my actions were my own but I was certainly under an influence that spurred them further and I feel that I have paid my dues for this, my father's decision to steal me of my magic and exile me threw me into a state of depression that young Parker and your lovely assistant here drew me out of."

He clasped his hands together in his lap, daringly not breaking eye contact with Tony, almost like they were in a business meeting.

"I may not be who I was, but I could be beneficial to your little initiative if given a chance that I would now like to earn, a decision I did not come to easily I may add."

"You really think you can earn a place?" Tony asked skeptically, his tone cold.

Loki took a deep breath and appeared to think things over for a second before nodding slowly, his tongue sliding across his bottom lip.

"I do," he answered honestly, "I may be powerless but I can earn those back, in the mean time I have various bits of useful information gathered over a thousand years of history, not just of your realm but of various others that could prove useful."

"I think we should let him," Peter spoke up, albeit a little timidly, "he's really smart and he knows some stuff that could be useful now that we know about aliens and everything, I really think he could help us out."

Tony shook his head, his arms folded across his chest defensively though his expression was one of utter confliction.

"I agree with Peter," I said, finally daring to look at my boss again now that I'd calmed down. "Loki has valuable information and there's every chance he has changed over the years, I understand he's seriously affected you and if need be, we can keep him separated until you're comfortable but...I think it's worth a chance."

I glanced towards Loki and caught his eyes, the smile of appreciation making my stomach flutter uncomfortably.

"I can help too," Peter volunteered eagerly, "keep an eye on him and everything."

"See," Loki said, holding out his hands as if he were displaying an example of something, "I am in good hands who will make sure I get into no trouble."

Tony glanced between the three of us, his expression unreadable beyond irritated before he finally shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"I'll think about it," he finally announced begrudgingly, "but don't expect that to be a yes."

"We wouldn't think of it," I smiled faintly.

"No, we know you too well," Peter laughed, only to shy away when Tony gave him a look, though it didn't stop him from smiling.

"I'm glad it's agreed," Loki slapped his hands on his knees then stood up, "you think about it while we enjoy our mini holiday."

As he fiddled with the wig, his eyes lingered on me for a moment and he gave me a smirk, making my cheeks heat up in a way that they hadn't before around him.

"Oh no," Tony shook his head and picked up Peter's bag from the bed, throwing it towards the boy, "you're coming back to headquarters."

"What?" Peter asked in dismay.

"Consider yourself grounded, all of you."