Disclaimer: This initial part of this series is inspired by the Loki and the Loon comic series by Meghan on Tumblr. Please go check out Meghan comics out as they are the original works.

The craigslist advertisement is entirely Meghan's work.

Welcome to the world of Loki and the Loon!

Chapter 1: The Craigslist Ad

In the darkness of his study, Loki typed away on the laptop he had 'borrowed' from the Apple store. His father had decided that sending him to Midgard might have the same impact on him as it had on Thor… Unfortunately, just like his brother, Odin had failed to supply Loki with anything he may need. A mortal currency, for instance.

After his initial shock, and a good deal of coffee, he had finally accepted the fact that he was stranded on Midgard for the time being. However, it had taken him slightly longer to accept the fact that he had no money, no job and no possible way to pay for the flat he was currently living in. Valhalla knows how he managed to acquire it.

Through some lengthy internet sessions, he had fortunately come across Craigslist, a strange Midgardian website that seemed to advertise anything one may need. Anything.

Coffee mug in hand, Loki read over his own advertisement for the final time.

GOD AND FUTURE KING OF MIDGARD SEEKING HUMAN ROOMATE

I am Loki of Asgard. Yes, the same Loki that was in New York earlier this year. Feel privileged, humankind. Since I seem to be stuck on this sorry excuse of a realm until further notice and Midgardian currency is harder to come by than what I thought, I am in need of a human "roommate". I will permit this human to stay in my house with me and in return, you will contribute towards the rent.

My house has two bedrooms and one bathroom. You will use the smaller bedroom and are expected to keep the bathroom spotless. If I see toothpaste spots on the mirror you will regret not clearing them off.

Conditions:

-If the landlady knocks on the door, as the human and lesser being, you will answer. If she asks for me you will say I am unavailable.

-Do not touch my helmet. It is difficult enough keeping it clean and I don't need your dirty human mitts all over it.

-Do not use the coffee mug that says *#1 bro* It is mine. No questions.

-If I tell you to kneel, you kneel. I am your future king and you would do good to remember that.

This is my bargain. If any of you humans wish to have the privilege of living with a god, contact me with the provided information.

Taking a sip of his coffee, Loki submitted his advertisement with a deep feeling of satisfaction. He had avoided sounding like he was asking his inferiors for help while sounding intimidating. He didn't exactly have a method of obtaining money yet, and had managed to avoid mentioning that fact. He had also successfully deleted everyone else's advertisements for flat shares.

He could not loose.

Loki reminded himself that it was only out of desperation that he had written the advertisement. He didn't exactly expect the Midgardian to be nice to him …as long as the Midgardian did everything he asked, agreed to his every word and refrained they from displaying how much they hated him he would be fine.

What could possibly go wrong?