— Thor [The Mighty Thor # 19]
So, my mother and father got divorced a long time ago. It was nothing hostile, and they are still relatively good friends.
However, they tend to disagree on things, and if one of them decides that they will use one of my favorite things as a form of motivation against me (example: taking away my Thor DVD until I clean my room), the other tends to come to my rescue and claim that it is unfair.
Well, a few days ago, my dad told me that I needed to go take my driver’s license test.
I told him, “Dad, I really don’t want to get my license right now. It’s just not important in my life.”
He stared at me for a moment, thinking of what to do.
Here is what happened next.
Me: *fangirling as the Avengers trailer comes on TV*
Dad: HA! I’ve got it!
Dad: If you don’t get your license, you don’t get to go see the Avengers.
We then proceeded to argue, with him laughing evilly the entire time, and eventually I said, “Mom won’t let you do this. She knows how much I love the Avengers. She’ll back me up.”
Here’s how that conversation went.
Dad: She needs to get her license, so I’ve told her that when she goes for her test on Tuesday, if she doesn’t pass, she can’t go see the Avengers.
Me: *thinking* Mom’s got my back. She’ll stop you.
Mom: That is the most brilliant idea ever. What better form of motivation than to deny her the movie she’s been waiting years for? All right, sweetie. If you wanna go see the movie, then you have to pass your test. Put all you effort in. Be motivated. No slacking off.
Me: ARE YOU BOTH FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW???
Don’t get me wrong. I love my parents. They’re awesome. But when they work against me, they team up. I cannot win.
Wish me luck.
My test is tomorrow.
Screw the candidates for the 2012 election.
I’m voting for Loki.
We were made to be ruled, dammit.
So, my little sister and I were driving with our dad today, and we passed by a green boat for sale.
My sister and I got in a conversation about what we would call the boat if we bought it; we thought about it for a few minutes, and then my sister said, “Oh my God, we can call it the S.S. Thorki.”
Then the two of us burst out laughing and shouting that it was the best idea ever, and how one day we were going to do exactly that.
My poor father had no idea what was happening.
My little sister then continued to comment about how, if we did that to a boat, it would technically mean that we had the Thorki ship, literally.
Sis, I knew there was a reason I didn’t try to trade you back to the hospital when you were a baby.
So, I was watching Tales of Asgard for the nine-hundredth time, and I realized something I hadn’t before.
When Thor cock-blocked Loki and Amora, there was NO WAY that was a coincidence. He did not just show up at that moment and happen to interrupt them.
No, he was probably walking through the halls thinking, “Going to find my incredibly cute and lovable Loki and drag his ass on an adventure that is sure to get us both killed. Nothing out of the ordinary.”
And then he saw Amora swooping in to kiss his brother.
What Thor said: *all calm and prince-like* ”Amora, leave us.”
What Thor thought: “AHGJFJGDJKGFHJDSHDSJKFJKDFJKSJKFK GET AWAY FROM MY LOKI YOU BLOND-HAIRED BIMBO, HE’S MINEEE!!!” *cue thunderstorm that wipes out half of Asgard*
…These are my thoughts.
Title: Letting Go
Plot: Pre-movie AU. Inspired by “Letting Go” from the Thor Soundtrack. Loki died on a quest with his brother, and now Thor is left to grieve.
When Thor hugged Loki…
Hello to all my fellow fans out there!
Here I am trying something new for this evening, but I will be back to doing what I normally do soon enough!
Anyway, for tonight I wrote a short story for Thor: Tales of Asgard in which Loki is being distant and locking himself in his room after what happened, and Thor just wants his brother to talk to him. Chaos and arguing ensues, as well as a few things no one was expecting.
I hope everyone enjoys this one! It’s new for me, so I’m giving it a whirl. Wish me luck!