Loki stopped before Darcy's door.
He was not sure what led him there.
Wait, no.
He knew what led him there, he just didn't know why did he even decided to do the thing that led him there in the first place.
The god sighed heavily and looking at Darcy's Rubik's Cube he was holding in his hand.
A day before, just when he was already leaving he used his illusions to take the leftovers of the Cube and maybe try to fix it.
And just here - he had no idea why did he do that.
Perhaps he was grateful that Darcy didn't really comment his little breakdown.
Maybe he felt nice - too nice - because of her little gesture.
Or maybe both.
The thing was he wasn't sure if he'd manage to fix this hexagon and he didn't want to give Darcy false hope, so she didn't know he even took it.
It turned out that he did manage to put the little squares in their usual places, but he still wasn't sure if the Cube had its powers.
And if it did, if he really wanted Darcy to start using it again.
That's why now he had a dilemma. He could give it to Darcy and either handle the weird power of the Cube again or see Darcy sadness if the Cube woud turned out to be out of its powers.
On the other hand he could just not knock and let Darcy believe that the Cube has been irreversibly broken.
But deep down he knew he would felt bad with himself if he done that or that it actually would backfire at him in the closest future.
That's why he finally got himself together, dematerialised the Cube out of his palm and already raised his hand to knock.
But before he got to do that, he heard loud steps of at least three people walking through the corridor straight into his direction.
And as he looked at them he immediately regret this.
There were Valkyrie, Thor and... that other guy who's name Loki didn't remember but knew he was Hulk, just not under the same shape.
"Brother!" Loki winced when the god of thunder patted him strongly on his back. "Good you're here as well. We came to talk."
And before Loki got to comment that in any way Thor knocked in Darcy's door himself making the god of mischief sigh heavily.
They waited for a moment, until the handle of the door was pressed down and Darcy herself showed up in the doorstep.
She quickly swept her eye over all the guests, stopping for just a second longer on Loki - which would be unnoticable if the god didn't stare at her with the 'I didn't take them with me' expression and didn't receive a fragile 'I can tell' smile.
"What are ya doing here?" She asked a bit confused, especially seeing Bruce being Bruce, not Hulk.
"We came ask once again." Thor spoke up. "Me, Valkyrie and H... Bruce are in the team." He said proudly, probably especially about the fact that he finally managed to convince the Scrapper or, more accurately, the Scrapper decided to join him.
"I'm not sure if I'm in the team yet." Corrected him Bruce, though he was more focused on looking at Darcy and wondering who is she and if he has ever met her before, maybe in S.H.I.E.L.D.
Cause he had an odd impression that they didn't have good memories and that impression was even bigger because of the fact that he just found Loki, looking like he came on some sociable meeting with her.
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