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[doeswhathewants]

[The Stark phone's feed is jumbled and half obscured by a pale hand with black polished nails, but it can still film the seven, knee-high garden gnomes converging on Serrure, each with an apple in an outstretched hand and plenty of half bitten, crushed apples around him.]

I said no apples. See? Full. Very full. Perhaps if you baked them in a pie or with some brown sugar sauce like that bakery-

[And a well aimed apple is now between Serrure's teeth, he takes a step back and something hits the back of his knees. Losing his balance he falls backwards, landing inside a clear container. The phone shifts just in time for the clear glass lid to come slamming down, sealing the glass coffin.

He spits out the apple.]

What are you- [Banging on the side with a closed fist.] Still alive in here. [But the forest animals have all ran off and the gnomes are busy arranging flowers around the base of the coffin. Serrure looks to the phone, starting to feel a bit fuzzy from the poison apples.]

Ah- help?

Comments

[doeswhathewants]

I'd rather that then be attending my own woodland funeral.

[missrosetyler]

Look at it this way, maybe they're protecting you?

[doeswhathewants]

They want me to eat poison apples until I die so Luke might revive me. If I were mortal, I should be dead and no kiss would bring me back.

[missrosetyler]

What? So then you're saying you aren't mortal?

[doeswhathewants]

Obviously not. I am Loki, God of Chaos and Poor Life Decisions.

[missrosetyler]

A God? Really? Well that's a new one. Might as well add cursed somewhere in there. I'm sure your decisions aren't all poor.

[doeswhathewants]

I think my decisions are brilliant, actually. Things that no one else could decipher, aside my BFF. But ah... consequences and all.

Yes, A god. Are you impressed? No need for worship, really.

[missrosetyler]

You sound like an old mate of mine. Oh BFF id quite easy really.

A bit amused if I'm honest. Never really met a god before. Met a few demons and aliens. But this is a new one to add to the list.

[doeswhathewants]

Not hostile aliens, I hope. You know, the world eating type or the type that want to devour all life and raze the planet, etc, etc.

[missrosetyler]

Well some of them were. Actually most of them. But it was always a bit of fun.

[doeswhathewants]

That's what I say!

[missrosetyler]

Had loads of alien encounter yourself?

[doeswhathewants]

Oh yes. Had to save the world from two of them. Busy job, that. Midgard is always in danger.

[missrosetyler]

Never heard of Midgard before.