Mockingbird | Loki

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Previously.

[ It has been over a month since the alternate-dimension weirdness that threw Bobbi and Loki together, and there has been no sign of Loki since.

That certainly doesn't mean he hasn't been busy. When your mother shows up with her sisters-in-arms and strikes deals for you to go get yourself into trouble for Great Justice (or politics), you go. Loki has lied, cheated, stole, bluffed and snogged his way through enough behind the scenes tomfoolery he is honestly just tired and in need of a little fun.

It is by chance he runs across Mockingbird's apartment building as a saved address in his GPS. He spends the day in lazy surveillance, until a woman who looks just like, walks just like the agent leaves one of the apartments.

Bingo.

By the time Bobbi gets home, there will be a teenage god of chaos camped out on her couch, eating her cereal, and watching cartoons on her television. ]

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[you know who is okay with this?

A freshly showered Bobbi, who just stretches once, feeling her back pop, and flops back onto the couch, lazily flicking through a tablet.

She knows better than to work while Loki is around, so instead there is a book. The Hunger Games. Clint recommended it because it was about an archer. What a sap.

But she's willing to let him be angsty all he wants. Oh Loki. He needs company, obviously, and she's not good at comforting villains, but she can at least be a presence.]

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[ Loki is quiet for a long while. He begins to relax; the company is exactly what he needed, even quiet company. The ice cream is surprisingly comforting, as well. For a good half-hour he just zones out, watching cartoons and occasionally taking a bite of ice cream.

Then he finally gets up, replacing the lid and taking it into the kitchen, where there is the sound of the freezer opening and the spoon hitting the sink. ]

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[That, at least, gets her to lift her head from her book (she likes the heroine; she's no-nonsense enough to gain Bobbi's approval). She has her head cocked, listening for his movements (and not out of wariness, which is odd to her, she should be wary with the god of mischief out of her sight, but she's not).

She's just waiting now, curious but not alarmed.]

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[ Loki is not long; soon he is awkwardly standing in the living room's doorway. ]

...you have good taste in ice cream.

[ It is a thank you, of sorts. ]

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[She tilts her head at him before offering a smile.]

If you can't splurge on four dollar ice cream, what can you waste your money on?

[she knows enough, and she's not going to draw it out. Instead, she looks at the screen, thoughtful--]

The movie's just starting. Sit, and you can leave when you won't be a nuisance and a distraction.

[That's her excuse, anyway, for inviting the norse god of mischief to watch a children's movie with her.]

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There is a point you will not think me a nuisance and a distraction?

[ Loki takes that invitation to sit back down, curling the throw blankets around him once more. ]

I have to see this.

[ That is his excuse and he is sticking to it. ]

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[She snorts at that, but chooses to pretend like the movie is so enthralling--that's her reason for not answering that.

And thus they watch a children's movie and are surprisingly peaceful considering this post started with "a superhero and a super villain sit on a couch together..."]

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[ After the movie is over, Loki finally stands and stretches. He throws Bobbi a smile, which is surprisingly genuine. ]

I fear chaos is calling my name, Miss Mockingbird, so I must deny you of my continued presence.

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[She snorts at that before she can stop herself, vaguely amused, but simply waves him off.]

Get out of here, you little shit.

["stay off my couch" is on the tip of her tongue, but, well--

He wouldn't listen, would he? Futility isn't something she indulges in. And so she simply shrugs, smirking, and settles back down to read, letting Loki leave without another word.]