Title: All Thanks To A Frost Beast
Fandom: Marvel MCU
Disclaimer: I owns nothing because Stan Lee is GOD!
Chapters: 1/15
Ship: Darcy Lewis/Loki
Rating: T for some swearing
Summary: "So it was about a week after the whole 'Evil Elrond trying to destroy all the things' incident. We had yet to pack up and head back to good ole US of A. Jane was busy shacking up with Thor, they were having some serious Hammer Time. Hell even I was blushing, yeah… a lot like how you are right now!"
"This whole thing is incredibly stupid. Don't glare at me! This is not my fault… okay maybe just a little bit. Oh come on Agent C, you can't expect me to notice everything! What!? I apologized about the London thing! If Pirate Nick should be pissed at anyone, it's Thor! See I actually tried to get in touch with SHIELD, you guys just suck at answering your phones! If you ask me to keep an eye on Jane, than you'd better answer when I call. Sorry, Sorry… I tend to rant when I'm nervous, and this whole interrogation-room stare-down… not helping."
"Wait, actually I made a huge mistake. What? I'm human! Geez! Okay so, things actually started getting weird for me a short time after the crap that went down in New York."
"Uh… Instead of me defining 'weird' how's about I just tell you? Yeah maybe letting me talk without interruptions is a good thing? Anywho, where was I… oh right! So Jane and I had actually been in the city for a conference involving something about planetary alignment, kinda funny now that I think about. Sorry, so while we weren't directly caught up in ground zero we still dealt with some of the aftershocks. Not getting into the details. Don't bother, I'm not getting into it. End result, I got caught in some sorta weird alien Doctor Who crap. By the way, I so want to know if the Doctor is real…."
"Yeah yeah 'classified'. All I will say is that it was some type of Cheetara weapon, there was a high pitched sound that caused some serious nose bleeds, and I blacked out. Woke up with the paramedics looming over me, really freaky sight… never thought it'd ever be me in that situation. Anywho, so like two weeks later I start having these dreams… Oh stop glowering, not those kinda dreams. God, pervy much? What!? It's true, he thought it not me! Tch, whatever. Sure enough, it's thee very infamous bad guy himself that I visit. And he's just as surprised as I am."
"Really mini-Coulson? C'mon… take a wild guess which bad guy I'm talking about."
"Yeah, Loki. Duh. Anyways, he gets all pissy at first. Thinking I'm some sort of dream demon or something. Then after enough bickering he realizes that I'm clearly one of the lesser human folk. So for the first ten visits or so he tries to piss me off, and generally succeeds until I give him a serious talking to. Eventually he starts to… tolerate me. Sure he tried to just ignore me… but if I'm stuck dreaming about the same person every night, the least he could do is entertain me."
"Dude, get that disapproving look off your face, I didn't mean entertain me like that. Again I point and call you a perv. Any other situation and you'd be meeting my friend Sparky right about now."
"What!? He's the one being uncalled for! Fine, hypocrite. So where- right. So this whole thing lasts a year in length, don't know if time passes the same in Asgard, All I know is eventually he and I become a weird sort of friends. Okay, more like acquaintances, either way it wasn't like Loki was getting a whole bunch of visitors."
"Because he was in some type of prison cell, do you really think that Thor's dad is just gonna let the guy off with a spanking? Tried to dominate an entire race, remember? So Loki and I would banter back and forth. Kay it was largely just us snarking, but he was totally enjoying it. I think he found me interesting, or maybe I just amused him. Either way, it was a positive interaction of sorts. To be honest, I felt bad for him. He… there's something about the guy… "
"Yeah I guess in a way you could call him 'unbalanced' but, it was more along the lines that he was lied to his whole life. He lashed out like a hurt child, and who knows… maybe Asgardians age differently then us. But I don't know if how his dad handled it helped. If anything I'd have sent Loki to therapy instead of locking him away in a jail."
"Okay make it serious therapy, but even you have to agree that prison is too cruel."
"…Maybe you're not the best person to ask that to… With good reason. I do think that he was absolutely insane during the New York incident… not so sure if he still was afterwards. Did any of you stop to think that maybe someone else was manipulating him? Hm? Maybe he was under someone's control just like Loki did to Clint? There's a chance he was just a puppet too."
"How the hell would I know who would control him? I'm still telling you the vibe I got from him while I got to know the god of mischief."
"Anyways. Last time I saw him… someone died."
"No. Not like he killed somebody. More like a person he cared about was murdered. Clearly it wasn't Thor, so I'm guessing mom or girlfriend. Probably mom. He was pissed. Actually that's an understatement, he was a wreck. Loki shut me out after that… which led me to believe that it he had been enjoying my visits. Since he had the ability to close me off from him, he must have been lonely and looking for some sort of company."
"Why didn't I tell anyone? Dude, what the hell could anyone do? It wasn't like he could hurt me."
"Okay, correction. It wasn't like he tried to hurt me in any way, and if he could then why didn't he? Not the point. So, after a long period of no communication with him… Thor shows up and tells us in a off hand way that Loki died. I'm stunned. And… to be completely honest… sad. He was kinda misunderstood and hurting in ways that a lot of people have a hard time understanding fully."
"Now who's the one getting off topic? And yes I do have a weakness for adopting rescue animals. So sue me."
"Geez, who pissed in your coffee? Agent C you really know how to pick your lackeys huh? Wow, I wasn't being serious… God. So fast forward to about a week after the whole 'Evil Elrond trying to destroy all the things' incident. We had yet to pack up and head back to good ole US of A. Jane was busy shacking up with Thor, they were having some serious Hammer Time. Hell even I was blushing, yeah… a lot like how you are right now!"
"So I'd taken to hiding out a quaint cafe not too far from our place. Sure enough I'm just chilling with my latter, when… CRASH! This thing come rampaging down the street, things bigger than the Hulk! Course that's when I realized that we forgot to take care of the alien beast that came through the portal. Obviously I realize just as this thing is charging in my general direction, and all I can think is that there's no way in hell my taser can bring that thing down…"