Escaping with Loki and Starlord

The memory

"I find that Muggles are the most interesting and important people around." Loki remarks, throwing a apple in mid air. The plan had to go together and we had to make sure it worked. Loki is sitting on the bed looking bored as ever. "Sometimes these people are stupid as they look."

"We're not talking about Muggles,Loki." Peter said.

"Well, why don't we just use the creatures against themselves to our advantage?" I ask, leaning against the wall.

Loki and Peter share a 'we tried, failed' kind of look.

"Once is enough." Loki said. "They are far more..." Loki rubs his fingers together. "Spongy with information."

"As in learning from their mistakes." I said. "I get that way  too."

"Learning from mistakes is their greatest weapon." Peter said. "People these days rarely learn."

I sat  on the cot--part of the bunkbed--losing what little hope I had with a little sigh.I sat right across from Loki.These other prisoners in this facility proved to be not trust-worthy as they had outed us a couple times.

"What if we offered them a map to treasure?" I suggest.

"Henry,we offered them a gateway to another world and we ended up no where." Loki reminds me. "We're still where we had started the challenge."

And me preventing you two from arguing all the time, this is far from where the challenge began.Loki and Peter don't argue that much since then.

"How about one of us kills the other and then use that body bag to escape?" I suggest, very desperate. Desperate enough to believe any plan would work coming from any of these guys in the room other than mine. "It worked last time for a cell mate.They escaped out of the bag during transportation outside the prison."

"Sounds desperate." Peter said. "Desperate enough there wasn't any choice. But there isn't a chance they'll do the same for us; they  have technology beyond the ones from the planet you're from, Henry." Yep, don't have to remind me twice about it. "And this cell mate was more fortunate than we are."

Sadly, there was no choice for that cell mate.

"Prison was like a different level of high school." I said. "It was...the vacation you would want to leave. Definitely not the kind of picture that everyone paints it as a rehabilitation center." 

"Rehabilitation center?" Peter said."No one gets rehabilitated from prison."

"Yes,that's what they are there for." I said. "Sure you haven't seen the Shawshank redemption? I can't remember if that's the correct title, but  do remember Morgan Freeman is in it." 

"Prison is completely different in space." Peter said. "When you're in; you don't usually come out.Not unless a whole group participated."

"Oh, so you've been in prison?"  I ask.

"Once." Peter said.

"For a thief; I thought you would have been there a couple times." I said, jokingly.

"I had to whack someone with a bowling ball to get my music box back before escaping." Peter adds.One does not simply mess with a man's belongings. "I escaped with a team I call 'Guardians of the Galaxy', saved the galaxy once so far."

I didn't really hear about these guys from Peter until now.

"And when was that?" I ask.

"In 2014." Peter said.

"Same here." I said. "I went in 1999."  I recalled my first day at prison. The hair style the barbers made on the back of my head; a hairy smiley face. "Wish I could forget my first month there."

"What if...one of us did not remember any of our previous attempts?" Loki said, making the apple disappear in thin air.

Peter and I share  a look towards Loki. 

"What?" I said. "What kind of plan is that?"

"No memory of the first month in this building." Loki said, beginning to explain his idea similar to a mastermind villain in a really good movie. "If one of us were to use a idea from the beginning, one that we never had tried before. One that the Kindips are not aware." I was scratching my somewhat hairy chin."It involves one of you Midgardians to not remember."

"I am sorry, but no." Peter refuse, shaking his hands. 

"Does this have any chances to get past these ugly bulls,Loki?" I ask, leaning forward with my hands cupped together.

This plan sounded simple, probably disastrous, yet brilliant.

"If this went out as how I plan; yes."  Loki said.

"Then do it to me." I said.

Peter had turned towards my direction.

"You want to lose your memory just for this little to no chance escape?" Peter asks. Peter has a short laugh. "And Rocket thought I was the silly one!"

I sigh, looking somewhat down.

"I have little to no hope about this ending up pretty for me." I said, turning my head upwards towards Peter."I have a sister left on Earth to visit before Christmas...Or it might be Christmas already for her." I remembered my thoughts were going on what to do and what to buy before Christmas came.Days before December had arrived. "Christmas is a family thing.My dad doesn't..." I look up to the ceiling. A man shouldn't have to say this. Not at all. I look down feeling my hands getting sweaty and my head feel hot. "He disowns me."

My dad believes the verdict. My sister, on the other hand, believes in my innocence. She's visited me every few years when I least expected her.My sister, Karen,feels guilt for letting me go to our aunt's house for the jewellery box.Karen usually consoled me that it should have been her to go; not me.And that it was her fault I landed in prison.On the contrary, I only blamed my Aunt's son for this. Karen talked about other things; giving me updates about the family, and her own kids. I met one of her kids when  they were six because of ridiculous reasons.

"You have nothing to lose." Peter said. "And in a situation like this;you're still here."

I laugh.

"Because of you guys." I said. Loki was looking at me unsure, first time I have seen that uncertainty on his look in the days that have passed. "Guess my sister is going to have a brilliant Christmas this year; right?"

The only gift I can give my sister is being there for Christmas; for the first time in 15 years. She visited me last year, and told me where she currently lives these days just in case I couldn't find a hotel or somewhere to stay until I got up on my feet to find a job and have an apartment. Karen is perhaps the best sister I can ever cover for.

"We can't be sure." Loki said.

"At all, anyhow." Peter said.

Their replies are full of baloney.We'll get out. 

"When do we start?" I ask.