The colour Orange

Mobius could barely take care of himself, what made Renslayer think he could keep up with a god of mischief? But that god began to grow on him a little, and when another Loki showed, his Loki, as Mobius had gotten into the habit of calling him during conversation, only to not get confused with all the others, got allowed to help. Which might’ve just been the worst mistake that Mobius or the TVA itself ever made.(Previously "The Adventures of a Mr. Mobius M. Mobius and his pain in the ass god")A re-telling of the Loki TV show.

Hey! I'm quite new to writing fanfic, and this is only the start of what will hopefully became a (hopefully decent) story. I would appreciate any comments anyone reading might have, even the not so nice ones. There's no upload schedule, just whenever I have time, but if it gets popular enough, I'll make a schedule.Have fun, and I really fucking hope I don't get the curse for this.