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You were walking down the hall recalling the events that had occured last night, Loki had grabbed your hand then looked at you, he had asked why you were being so nice to him, and when you didn’t answer he released you and told you to take the day off.
Now you walked down the hall to his room, where you would hopefully do a good job then yesterday. You were at his door now, you raised your hand to knock when it flung open. Before you could register what was happening, a cold knife was at you’re throat. Loki appered at the doorway and the knifes handle was in his hand, blade at your neck.
“Oh its just you” he said relieved. He took the knife away and pushed you inside. You squeaked, falling on the floor.
“sorry.” he grumbled. “I thought for a moment you were... someone else.”
You stood up, brushing yourself off.
“It’s alright.” You murmered. He looked at you.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Do what ever maids do” he said. “Oh and make me a bath for when I return.” Then he walked out the door slamming it behind him. You sighed and began to clean his slightly tidyer room.
A full hour later you heard footsteps coming down the hall.
“The bath!” You squeaked, running in to the bathroom filling the big tub. You squirted bubble mixture into the steaming water.
The door to Loki’s room burst open and Thor walked in.
“LOKI!!” He demanded. He walked in to the bathroom. “Who are you?” he asked confused.
You bowed. “His maid-servant, sir.”
“Do you know where Loki is?”
You shook your head, Thor grumbled leaving the room, you got up and walked into the main part of his room, you are about to leave when the window smashes open, you turned frightened, back against the door.
You touched your cheek where glass cut you.
Now you walked down the hall to his room, where you would hopefully do a good job then yesterday. You were at his door now, you raised your hand to knock when it flung open. Before you could register what was happening, a cold knife was at you’re throat. Loki appered at the doorway and the knifes handle was in his hand, blade at your neck.
“Oh its just you” he said relieved. He took the knife away and pushed you inside. You squeaked, falling on the floor.
“sorry.” he grumbled. “I thought for a moment you were... someone else.”
You stood up, brushing yourself off.
“It’s alright.” You murmered. He looked at you.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Do what ever maids do” he said. “Oh and make me a bath for when I return.” Then he walked out the door slamming it behind him. You sighed and began to clean his slightly tidyer room.
A full hour later you heard footsteps coming down the hall.
“The bath!” You squeaked, running in to the bathroom filling the big tub. You squirted bubble mixture into the steaming water.
The door to Loki’s room burst open and Thor walked in.
“LOKI!!” He demanded. He walked in to the bathroom. “Who are you?” he asked confused.
You bowed. “His maid-servant, sir.”
“Do you know where Loki is?”
You shook your head, Thor grumbled leaving the room, you got up and walked into the main part of his room, you are about to leave when the window smashes open, you turned frightened, back against the door.
You touched your cheek where glass cut you.
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Yay chapter two!!!!!! hope you all like!!!!!!
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Loki's certainly being a brat, lol