akward explinations
"Loki, my son, what are you laughing at?" came a voice from behind them.
Torrin gave (y/n) an amused smirk before mouthing 'good luck, mamma Frigga's in the building.' at which (y/n) glared at her.
"loki, I swear on Odin's throne, you say a word and I will personally end you, slowly, intimately, and in every way I know you fear, that is my bargain." (y/n) threatened.
upon hearing this, Natasha burst into a fit of laughter. "oh man, did you have that one coming!" she gasped between giggles.
Frigga on the other hand did not appear to be at all amused. "and what pray tell would he tell me?" she asked firmly.
'oh crap' (y/n) thought, 'I cant lie to her, she raised the god of lies.'
(y/n) sighed in defeat, "I may or may not have taken my elder sister figure to jotunheim with the intention of leaving her stranded there for a few minutes, but ended up setting an angry bilgesnipe on her instead."
"she was only five, just to let you know." Torrin chirped from behind loki.
"traitor." (y/n) mumbled, cutting her a deadly calm smile that guaranteed revenge.
"Jotunheim, hmm?" Frigga asked, sounding quite disappointed, yet, somehow amused at the same time. "and how, may I ask, did you get there?"
"like loki, I have a knack for discovering gateways to other worlds, plus, having magic does help." (y/n) snickered. "ah, those were the days, conjuring up illusions of spiders and snakes to scare my adoptive parents shitless. good times, good times."