All the ways lead to Sakaar

Chapter 32

The next day Darcy found herself standing in front of the god of mischief doors with mixed feelings.

She didn’t have anything to do with herself for over half a day now, because the Grandmaster was nowhere to be found, the same as Valkyrie and Topaz and Darcy didn’t really have a force to start a conversation with someone new.

So before knocking she thought about at least three things she could say to justify why did she come there at the first place.

But finally, she decided to do it and knocked slightly to the god’s door.

It was a bit of silent before she heard steps coming from inside and than the handle was pressed and she saw Loki standing in his doorstep, dressed a bit less officially than normal - of course if you could say that about the god of mischief - and looking at her surprised.

"Mortal?" He asked raising his eyebrows. "What brings you here?"

Darcy was wondering if she shouldn't go straight go answer b - that she wants her mantle back - but she decided she won't surrender that easily.

"I thought we could…" she paused. She honestly couldn't believe in what was she doing. "Read a bit?"

The god of mischief frowned and looked closely at her.

"Are you certain this is what you came here for." He half-asked, half-stated.

Darcy slowly nodded her head looking him in the eyes.

"I'm just bit bored." She shrugged. "And the Rubik's Cube won't Cube me a book that makes sense."

The god snorted and stood there for a moment longer wondering if it's a good idea, until he spoke.

"Come in." Loki opened the door a bit wider and Darcy came in, shutting them behind her.

As she stopped just after the doorstep there fell silence.

They both knew they should just go to the bookshelf, but in light of their relation it just seemed a weird thing to do despite the fact that was a whole reason of their meeting.

Finally though Loki decided that after all wasting time like this doesn't make sense and started.

"I told you it's a scam." He commented.

Darcy blinked a few times clearly snatched out of some thought and not understanding what the god meant, asked.

"What's scam?"

Loki breathed in some fresh air robbing his neck. He honestly thought it won't sound that offensive, but he couldn't stop now.

"Your Cube." He explained a bit too quickly. "It isn't able to get you the book, then what do you even keep it for?"

Darcy snorted at him finally catching up in the situation.

"Can ya?" She raised an eyebrow teasing the god, who smiled mockingly in answer.

"Obviously." He shrugged seemingly neutral, put his hand his palm up and a moment and an illusion later he was holding a book in his hand.

Darcy sighed at the god but there was smile somewhere at the verge of her lips.

"I expect you asked me for that book." The god added after a moment and pulled the hand with the book in Darcy's direction.

She looked at him a bit suspicious but took the lecture.

"Thanks, Mischief." She said looking inside the book and seeing it actually had normal letters. After that she slowly sat on the one of big armchairs in Loki's room.