This is...the last chapter of Fangirl'd.

The hypothetical dragon continued to run around, causing general mayhem and carnage. Loki, meanwhile, had used his magic to hide his presence and was sitting up in the roof, observing the Avengers with a happily maniacal smile on his face. The fangirls had done their job well.

This meant that Loki no longer required their services. A few other experiments had been lined up back in the warehouse, and no longer needed constant care from sporks. The fangirls had served their purpose, and when the dragon was done, Loki had decided on what he would do.

Moments before watching Loki release the dragon, Heimdall had received a message directed to Asgard. He had walked slowly away from his lonely post at the edge of the broken Bifrost and told Odin about it.

"I don't like this," the king said. "There is quite a large chance that he is playing a trick on us."

"He seemed sincere," Heimdall replied. "At least, I could not see what he was planning.

"Very well. I trust your vision, Heimdall," Odin conceded. "I will send a small contingent of soldiers to collect Loki at once."

The dragon had been coaxed into the 18-wheeler and was headed back to the warehouse, and Loki had once more teleported ahead. The Avengers had been left to clean up and tend to the wounded, as usual.

Loki watched as the dragon was put back in the metal experiment chamber. A few sporks lit up, and a humming started. There was a loud pop! and smoke streamed from beneath the door. Loki opened it and picked up the small stuffed animal dragon that now occupied floor space.

He packed it into a pressurized, waterproof container, along with some more experiments, and sent it ahead of him with magic.

Loki turned to the gathered fangirls. "Listen carefully," he said. "I do not exist. You never saw me, you never saw the Avengers. You were dreaming. Now go fangirl over this Tom Hiddleston person immediately."

With a click of his fingers, the spear's spell was broken, and the glowing blue eyes faded. The fangirls left and went their separate ways, ignoring Loki completely.

When they were all gone, there was a small knock on the warehouse door.

Loki opened it, nodding when he saw the Asgardian soldiers.

"What is this about, Loki?" one of them asked.

"I thought we'd play a little game," Loki said quietly, almost meekly. "I run and hide, and you try to find me."

"There is no ground you can cover, no mountains you can hide in, no place on the earth where you are safe," the warrior told him. "Give it up, Loki."

A small smile grew on his face.

"Oh?" the god of mischief said, and teleported.

Now hold on, hold on, don't throw things. This is not the end. The end of this story, yes. But guess what? There'll be a sequel! Look for it sometime soon!

Please tell me what you thought of the story as a whole, and don't forget to do that in a revieeeeeew!