My Sweet Flame

Chapter 59. In Which You May Require Earplugs

"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N." I said with distaste, clicking my tongue, as she returned to my side, "Look how far you've fallen."

"Excuse me?!" She said.

"Conversing with servants." I sighed. "I really thought you knew better."

"So what? Service people deserve our respect."

"Mmhmm." I mumbled.

She stepped in front of me, clearly annoyed, "What is your deal?"

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean." I told her.

"Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean. What is going on with you?"

"I'm fine." I mumbled as I walked around her to catch up with the group, ignoring the question.

"No, you aren't." She said to me, softer this time, "What's going on? What's-"

"I told you I was fine!" I barked unexpectedly.

"Alright...." She said, surprised and almost shouting, "Fine, fine! I'll leave you alone then. If that's what you want." She grumbled and walked ahead of me.

"Y/N, that's not what I-"

"No, No." She said angrily, "Just forget it."

"I-"

"I said forget it!" She yelled.

The next thing I saw was her face inches from mine, her eyes a violent shade of green, and a dagger at my throat. I laughed.

"You aren't allowed to do that."

Angrily, she sheathed the dagger and turned away from me.

"Can you hit him with your knife?!" She shouted to Thor.

"I believe the technical term is 'stab'." He said calmly, "But no," He glared at me, "Despite the very uneven stabbing score."

"Can I punch him?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"What if I just break his nose a little?"

"Y/N....." He sighed, smiling.

"Fine." She huffed.

"What is wrong with you people..." Jane muttered.

"You can't harm me," I sneered at her with a smile, "Because you need me."

"No I don't." She said defiantly, "The plan requires you. Terrible idea, I mean really." She turned to Thor, "Letting him out? That was your best plan?"

"Oh, and I'm sure you could come up with a better plan, couldn't you, General?"

"Know your place, Loki." She said sternly.

"You're avoiding the question."

"I wouldn't have to if you weren't such a blithering idiot." She seethed.

"Well-" I began quickly.

"Will you two please stop quarreling like a married couple." Thor sighed, "We have a job to do." He turned to Volstagg as we approached the ship.