Loki x Reader

Previously on: Chaotic stupid

(L/N) = Last name
(D/N)=Dad's name

As soon as you got to your house, you went up to your room and began all the things you might need.

"(Y/N)!" Your dad called you from the kitchen.

You almost fell off your bed, but you ran out the door. "Yeah?" You answered him.

"What- I got this email from Stark industries, it says something about you qualifying for an internship starting tomorrow?"

"O-oh...yeah."

"Did you sign up?"

"I don't think so..." You lied..kind of.

"It's probably a scam."

"Do you really think Stark industries would waste their time on a scam?"

"Well if you didn't sign up for it, how the fuck could you get it?"

"I-"

"Exactly."

Oh shit....Mr. Stark it didn't work! You tried your best not to panic, but your dad got another email.

"I got another email, from the actual Tony Stark, the head. No fucking way. This is the fakest shit I've ever seen."

"What does it say?"

"I should mention that in the email you got previously that it is not a scam, as most will likely believe that it is. Your daughter is genuinely going to be my intern, no she did not sign up for anything, but she is a good fit. I will be picking her up tomorrow at noon. Please reply to notify me that you received this email. Bullshit."

"Are you going to reply?"

"Why, are you curious?"

"Something like that."

"Alright, you do it then. Here." He passed his phone to you and turned to his computer.

"Um..okay? What should I say?"

"Tell him that I got it and that it's a bullshit scam."

"Okay..?"

You typed in what he said word for word and sent it. "Okay." You gave the phone back to him and as soon as you did, an unknown number was calling him.

"What the fuck." He answered it and put it on speaker.

"Hello."

"Mr. (L/N)? This is Tony Stark."

"Yeah, like I'm gonna believe that for a second."

"Stubborn, are we? Listen, this is happening. Your daughter (Y/N) is going to be my intern for awhile, starting tomorrow. This isn't some 'bullshit scam' as you said, my company doesn't have time for that."

"Shit (Y/N), I'm starting to think it's not." Your dad looked at you with one of those looks..

"Is your daughter there with you?"

Your dad looked at you, motioning to speak up.

"Uh..y-yeah, I'm here."

"Start packing, dear, I'll pick you up at noon."

"I-I'm sorry, but what if my daughter doesn't want to be your intern?" Your dad slightly rose his voice.

"Oh come on, who wouldn't want to?"

"That's-"

"I'm fine with it, it'll be an experience. Maybe it'll be good for me?"

"Bingo!"

"..fine. But we stay in contact."

"Of course, by the way she won't be going to work tomorrow."

"That's fine."

"Great! I got stuff to do, so...(Y/N)? I'll see you tomorrow. Good talk, (D/N)."

"Yep."

So then the call ended.

"Shit, good thing you were curious. Get packing. There's more suitcases in the basement if you need them."

"Okay, thanks."

You jogged up the stairs and finished packing the first two bags. Then, you figured- why the hell shouldn't you use those suitcases in the basement? Fucking bet.

You ran back down to grab them, careful not to encounter spiders.

"You packing a lot?" Your dad called after you as you ran back up the stairs.

"A good amount, I don't know how long this will last."

"Good. You don't need to take everything, though."

"Yep."

You closed your door and put all the clothes you wanted to take in the suitcase, leaving one bag completely empty, and the other partially. You shoved a blanket and pillow in the space left in the other bag. You looked around to see if there was anything else you wanted to put in the bag. Then you remembered all the shit in your bathroom, well, you'd put that in there when you take a shower later. Which...it was about that time....well, you weren't going to work! So, you decided you'd stay up late. You decided you'd work on getting your books and shit in another bag. And...some art shit. (Roll with it.) You put all the things that didn't require charging in first. It was already heavy! Yay...ugh.

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By the time you finished what you could, it was 8:30.

You went downstairs for a snack.

"You done?" Your dad asked, shutting his computer.

"Almost." You replied, opening the pantry.

"Well, I'm going to bed. I don't know when I'll see, so be safe. Don't do anything stupid or anything you aren't comfortable with.

"I know."

"I know you know, I'm just saying. You don't have to call me everyday, but don't blow me off, either."

"I won't."

"Alright, well, stay in touch. Be safe, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

He closed his door and you walked to the freezer, pulling out the ice cream container. You scooped some into a bowl and went back upstairs.

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When you finished your ice cream, you brought the bowl back downstairs and put it in he dishwasher, then jogged up the stairs again and closed the door. Grabbing some clothes on the way, you went into the bathroom and turned on the shower while you undressed.

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You finished the shower and got dressed, heading back to your room. You glanced at the suitcases and groaned. You turned on your heel and went back to the bathroom, grabbing the stuff you forgot, shoving it into a suitcase.

You plopped on your bed with a sigh, taking in the events of today.

You were gonna be an avenger..this...this was huge! Oh..but..what if you fucked everything up? What if they didn't accept you?

You threw your hands over your face and groaned. Why were you like this? Maybe you should just go to bed.

You got up and plugged in. Your devices, shut off the lights, and went to bed.

...yeah, did you really think you'd be able to sleep? Nah chief. Not happening.

A couple hours later...well, at 3 am, you finally fell asleep.

Nice.