Lokison

~15~

Mind conversation - Loki

Mind conversation - Wanda

Mind conversation - Peter

Loki's POV

I groan. "Are you serious?" I ask Peter, and he just smirks at me with a shit-eating grin on his face and says "Of course I am. He's your only living family" I put my face in my hands. I silently send a prayer up to my mother, that I will not die of humiliation after getting Thor to sign my note. "Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaase Peeeeeeeeete, don't make me suffer this great embarrassment" He just continues to beam and says "Yes" Ugh.... I grab a green pen and sign my name on Peter's paper, an indistinct Loki Laufeyson "Can I please forge it!" Peter shakes his head "1) That's illegal, and 2) most people will want to confirm with Thor that you signed his note, and if he doesn't know.." I don't really care about number 1, but number 2 has got me. I groan and grab my note. "Thorrrrr" I say, uncomfortably. "Hello, brother! What is that you have there?" I death glare at him "Can you... please..." I look back at Peter, who gives me a thumbs up "sign it?" Thor looks oblivious to my uncomfort and Peter's glee. "Of course, brother! Where are you going?" He asks, cheerfully. "Not important" I say, casting an illusion over the note so that Thor can only see where he needs to sign. He writes Thor Odinson In big, capital letters. I snatch the paper back from him and mutter a thanks. If Peter wasn't my son, he would be a dead man by now. We go  upstairs to play Mariokart after dinner, and I'll admit, Peter was hard to beat. We played Sherbet land in battle mode and Peter got me out more than once. Slowly, we drift off to sleep, Peter nestled in my arms.

I wake up peacefully, for once. A sleep with no nightmares, I had forgotten what it felt like. I slowly lift Peter off me and pick up my phone. 7:30... WE'RE LATE! I gently shake Peter awake, and we run downstairs, magically changing our clothes as we go. I grab a waffle for Peter and I, and we teleport downstairs. A few people look slightly alarmed, but we push past them to Wanda, who is waiting outisde. "Guys, we're late! I've been waiting for ages..." I wave my hand and green mist wraps around her, changing her appearance to the one from yesterday. She frowns. "It didn't do that yesterday" I roll my eyes. "Well that was an illusion yesterday, I didn't expect someone to touch you, but now I'm worried about Flash. I altered your appearance in real life now. I'll change it back after school." She nods, and we run. "Stuff it, we're gonna be late" We run behind a building, and Peter grabs Wanda's wrist, teleporting us behind the school. They appear a second later than me. Peter looks a little pale; probably because he's only had a little practice with magic and it comes with him in his veins, he still had to learn magic like teleporting and altering his appearance. We run out the front, just as the bell rings. 

"Wilson, Noah" I step onto the bus, and reserve a seat for Wanda, as Peter'll probably sit with MJ. Just as I suspected, Peter goes and sits down next to MJ and Wanda shyly sits down next to me. They are on the other side of the aisle to us, but I already called the window seat, so Wanda sat closest to them. I looked out the window as the bus grumbled to life and started moving, the tires crunching over the gravel. "So" Wanda says, in an attempt to make conversation "How did you meet Peter's mother" My face must've been stony, because she mumbled "sorry", No, it's fine. I met her in the country you call Russia, she was taken away from her family at a young age and trained in homicidal arts. When I met her, she had fled where she was being imprisoned, and I found her. Wanda nods, That's good, right? |Yeah, well, she was with me, but I never told her who I was. I helped her find her family with a simple tracking spell, and when she got there, she was happy. We're probably in late 1980's, she is 16- Wanda suddenly looks horrified "You didn't-" I look at her, blankly, before I catch on. "What? No!" I found her again later, when I was visiting earth. Russia was the place on earth I visited most, so I went back, and I found her, as a 23 year old. Of course, she was stunned I didn't look any older, but she and I developed a close relationship, after she ditched her parents for favoring her older brother. I related to her, but I never... Liked her... Let alone loved her, she was just my best friend but she felt differently so she guilt tripped me into... Wanda looks away, and across the aisle to Peter, who is talking cheerfully to MJ, who is telling him about a human I believe is called Michelle Obama. What was her name?  Wanda asks, curiously in my head. Yelena Belova.

I continue to talk to Wanda the rest of the trip, and she tells me about what it's like to live in a Hydra base, and it sort of reminds me of the years I spent in the asgardian prison. I, of course, lived in a lot more comfort than her, because my mother brought me books and furniture, to help me cope. She talked to me, and helped me feel better when I needed her. And the last thing I said to her hurt her, badly, and all I thought about was apologizing to her, and I missed being in her arms. But she needed me, and I wasn't there. She died a death that I could've saved her from. Wanda only had her brother, and they were kept in separate cells, seeing each other once a week for an hour. My thoughts are interrupted as we reach the tower, the bus slowing to a stop. Everyone excitedly chatters, except for Peter, Wanda, MJ and I. Everyone clambers off the bus, and for the first time I notice Flash is on the bus, as he pushes through the crowd to marvel at the tower. I keep to the back with Wanda, as we stare in distaste at the others. Peter and MJ finally get off the bus, and join us with looks of annoyance, as Flash starts fanboying over spider man. "Did you know that Spider man borrowed my car once?" I roll my eyes, and we head inside. Flash walks over to Peter "Scared you're gonna get exposed?" He asks Peter, tauntingly. "Hey" I say warningly to Eugene, but Peter just shrugs "I'm more worried about someone getting hurt" he says, carelessly. "How did you even get on this field trip? You got kicked off the decathlon team" Wanda asks, her voice on a dangerous edge, but holding herself back. Peter's like her brother. "Well, my parents payed to get me on this field trip, and also are gonna make sure I get an internship" I shake my head. You can't buy out one of the richest people on Midgard. 

Mine and Peter's favorite security guard is there, Alyssa. Of course she's seen me in this form before, so obviously she looks confused when she sees me and Peter with these other students, but she quickly picks up. How are you doing Alyssa? I ask her. She is startled, as always, but she rolls her eyes Please don't do that. I'm good, does MJ have her pass? I hold up a finger to signal to wait, and ask MJ. She nods and I send a message back She does Alyssa nods, smiles and waves at us. I hadn't realized, but Mr Harris was going through the rules, and I missed them, but I'm pretty sure I know them. Especially since they were drilled into my head when I first came to the tower. Some rules were lifted after a few months, though, such as Do not touch anything without asking and do not eat anything without permission. Eventually, we get to Alyssa, who briefs us on the passes, and the tower's strict no bullying policy. I make eye contact with Alyssa while other students are getting handed out passes. I'll cause a distraction, you put mine and Wanda's name in the system. Noah Wilson and Olivia Black. She nods, and I concentrate. A loud bang is heard. It causes a commotion, and the kids scatter. We go with Alyssa over to the computer, and F.R.I.D.A.Y put our names in her system. Alyssa then gives us passes, and eventually gathers the class. "Alright people! That was just an experiment from the labs!" We all go to the other side, and Alyssa claps her hands "Alright! Who's ready to see the avengers museum!"

We take turns going around to our individual cases. A dagger and a copy of my helmet is in mine, some web-shooters and Peter's old mask is in Peter's, and Wanda has a case which just has a glock  and a knife in it. Of course, MJ is drawing Flash, who has his nose pressed up against Spiderman's case. I sense another presence in the room, and I turn to Peter; he looks uncomfortable too, especially because we can't see them. My eyes dart around the room, as Peter and I search for the person. Peter is staring out the hallway, and I nod at him. I slip my hand into my pocket, my hand clutching my knife, and slowly slip into the hallway. I keep moving, and suddenly swing my hand out, my dagger at Natasha Romanoff's throat.

"Natasha, when will you learn not to sneak up on me?" Natasha just smiles. "Ha! I almost got you!" I smirk. "I hope the fuck you do, you be a dead son of a bitch, I tell you dat!" I say, bringing my dagger back, and throwing it into the air, promptly making it disappear. I walk back towards the room with Natasha. "what brings you here?" I ask her. "Well," she says, smiling evilly "Clint told me you guy have a field trip..." My heart drops, and I soon realize. "Where's Barnes?" I ask her, suddenly alert. "Right here" he says, walking out from behind my back. Dammit, spies. I give them clear instructions not to bother us, before heading back in. clear, just the soviet spies I send the message to Peter, who nods. Despite my warning, the two assassins enter the room, unnoticed by all except Peter and I. I glare at them, and they both give me shit-eating grins, before coming up behind the kids looking at their cases, surprising them and making their day. I send them a message that is clear if you blow my cover I will not hesitate to kill you. They both laugh, and keep telling stories to the kids. Soon enough, Natasha and James lead the kids down to the labs.

I will definitely update tomorrow but I am exhausted today because of online school, but yea.

- Terry loves yoghurt