Always Mine (An MCU Fanfiction)

39. The Best Option

It had been a few weeks since arriving on Sakaar. Loki and I had been maintaining our cover as a couple, which made the Grandmaster favor us more. I thought he was a freak. So far, some ships he owned were likely to get us off the planet, but there was a big question about which wormhole would get us back to Asgard. I just wanted to get off the planet, return home to Earth, and see everyone I loved and cared about, even though I was already a dangerous being. Erin and all of my friends and family could vouch for me.

I heard a familiar thundering voice from across the room, despite the techno intergalactic music blaring. Glancing over, there was Thor, but he was strapped to a chair. I sighed in relief that he was all right, but worried that the Grandmaster would have him fight his champion. Loki didn't seem to notice his brother as I did. So, I discreetly moved and headed over to Thor.

"I was so worried about you," I expressed softly after approaching him, and he smiled, happy to see me.

Thor called out to Loki, trying to get his attention. I felt a hand cover my mouth and pull me away, making me turn to see that it was the trickster himself as he shushed.

"What?" Thor remarked quietly.

"You're alive?" Loki whispered to his brother.

"Yes, of course, I'm alive."

"What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean, what am I doing? I'm stuck in this stupid chair. Where's your chair?"

"We didn't get chairs."

"Get me outta this one."

"We can't."

"Get me out. What?"

"We can't. We've made friends with this man. He's called the Grandmaster."

"For the record, he ain't on my friend list," I muttered softly.

"Oh, he's crazy!" Thor said.

"We've gained his favor," Loki explained. "The Bifrost brought us here weeks ago."

"Weeks ago?"

"Yes."

"I just got here."

"What are you whispering about?" The Grandmaster approached us, startling Thor. "Time works real different around these parts. On any other world, I'd be like, millions of years old. But here on Sakaar..." He gave me a flirtatious expression, which made me uncomfortable.

Pervert. I thought.

"In any case, you know this, uh..." The Grandmaster asked Loki and me, turning to Thor. "You call yourself Lord of Thunder?"

"God of Thunder," Thor corrected him. "Tell him."

I was about to say something, but Loki covered my mouth with his hand, shutting me up.

"We've never met this man in our lives," he lied.

Are you kidding me! I glared at the trickster, shoving his hand off.

"He's my brother," Thor stated.

"Adopted," Loki clarified.

"Is he any kind of fighter?" The Grandmaster asked.

Thor chuckled. "You take this thing outta my neck, and I'll show you."

"Now, listen to that. He's threatening me. Hey, Sparkles, he's the deal. If you wanna get back to Ass-place, Assberg..."

"Asgard."

"Any contender who defeats my champion, their freedom they shall win."

"Fine. Then point me in the direction of whoever's butt I have to kick!"