Chapter 5
Sylvie and Loki suddenly found themselves in a destroyed building. They were still on Earth. Why were they here? They should be on any other planet! Far from their enemies! If Loki didn't want to fight them, they should escape from the planet as soon as possible! Still he want to negotiate with them? Really, she wished Loki was more like her at times. But then she remembered that he probably wouldn't have cared for her then. She herself has never cared for anyone. Her head and tongue wanted to deny that she cares about her clown. Only her heart knew the truth. The truth was, she would gouge out the eyes of any person who even tried to look at him badly. She really wanted to do it in the Stark Tower.
Bloody pacifist. How could he survive on Asgard with this approach?
"You destroyed my plan," Loki said.
Sylvie rolled her eyes. She destroyed his plan. What was his plan anyway? Get arrested by these agents? At least now that they are alone, she can ask him a few things. Why did they treat him with complete disrespect to the royal family of Asgard? What was this portal and army? Why did Loki have that predatory smile and pretend to be someone else entirely? Why is his own brother favoring Loki's enemies? That made Sylvie the most upset. She would never have treated her own family that way. Of course Loki let himself be treated like that. This is how fools with soft hearts always end up. They are always used. Sylvie shook her head. Let Loki have it good heart. However, she does not intend to tolerate any more insults against him. There was no one before him. She was lonely, desperate and angry. Until that idiot saved her life several times.
"Your plan? What was your plan? To be arrested by mortals? To be honest, I never got caught by anyone and I'm not going to be!" she screamed.
"I had everything under control! If you hadn't scared the mortals, nothing would have happened," Loki told her.
"I scared mortals? They are afraid of screaming and a little magic? Since they are afraid of the ordinary amateur, it's no wonder that they fear you. After all, you are a Master of Magic," Sylvie replied insulted.
"Sylvie, you remind me too much of Thor sometimes," Loki sighed.
"I'm not like that idiot!" Sylvie took offense.
"You are like him. He and you prefer to fight first. You don't care about subtle methods," Loki replied.
Furious, Sylvie drew her sword. Nobody will compare her to someone who dared to betray her own brother. However, Loki did not react to her threat. He was staring at something behind her. She slowly turned to see what for Loki watches. There was a little boy on the floor. About 10 years. His head was bleeding. He was lying on his stomach with dilapidated furniture and appliances around him. Two corpses were lying near him. The man and the woman. Sylvie has seen many disasters. After all, she was hiding from TVA in them. She had seen innocent deaths up close many times. She was immune to the sight. However, Loki did not. He always wanted to save someone. Idiot. Someday that good heart will kill him. Loki walked over to the boy. He started cure him. A green haze hovered over the baby's head. Sylvie stepped closer to take a look. Loki's magic was so great. She was as precise as a dagger's throw and as powerful as a storm at sea.
"Sylvie check out his parents," Loki said.
Sylvie did it without arguing. She learned it. If Loki wanted to save someone, he had to be done. She never cared about anyone else's life. But, her clown was sick if he didn't save someone. But it was too late. The mortals were dead.
"They're dead," she replied shortly.
Loki finished use magic on boy and picked him up. He looked around and closed his eyes. Suddenly the whole building was intact again. The furniture was repaired. The shards of glass became the window again. Sylvie watched it with delight. Finally he put the boy to bed and looked at his parents. Sylvie wanted answers to her questions, but knew Loki would not answer her. He was currently studying some book and a time stone. And he kept looking at the two dead bodies.
"It's too late. I can't take it back. The time branch is unstable. We've just reconstructed it and can't be mix with time yet. I can't bring back his family." Loki looked devastated.
And now there was a sense of guilt. Good thing she found a way to do it. Whenever Loki started to feel guilty, she had to find him something to do. To make him stop thinking about bad things. Fortunately, she was also smart.
"Mortal children must eat a lot. Especially when they are injured. A meal must be prepared for this boy," she said.
"You're right Sylvie" Loki immediately ran to the kitchen. It always worked.
Loki pulled out a cookbook in his dimensional pocket and began to study it.
"You want to tell me you can cook?" she asked.
"Of course. You can't cook?" Loki replied.
"No, I can't. I always stole food or bought it at a restaurant. How would a prince know about cooking? You didn't have chefs?" she asked him.
Loki laughed.
"It's a little hard to find chefs when you're on an expedition in a foreign kingdom. There were usually six of us. Me, my brother, Sif, Fandral, Hogun and Volstagg. Sif was the only woman in our group. However, she refused any women's work. Thor, Hogun and Fandral said that a true warrior never cooks. Volstagg loved to eat, but unfortunately he cooked terrible. So I had to take care of the cooking" Loki said.
"Your friends are probably grateful for that," Sylvie replied.
"Not my friends. Friends of Thor," Loki replied shortly.
Sylvie looked at Loki again. He started cooking. His jaw and hands were clenched tightly. These friends of Thor did something to him. Did anybody like him except his mother? Because Sylvie was starting to see a disturbing pattern.
Loki cares about everyone. And no one cares about him. She hoped she was wrong. It couldn't be possible, right?