epilogue

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loki's p.o.v

*the end* I looked down at the comments and frowned what is this nonsense?

A_me_vult

your kidding me right?

i looked at the computer with digust and huffed what petey humans they do not understand the concept of art i sharpened my dagger if i am unable to torture these humans because of the good of what was that the avengers one said...ah 'righousness' then i shall torture them in a different way i thought about that ass stark and what he would say

saggitarius59

tony stark: part of the journey is the end

a_me_vult

thats thats the end you cant possibly think that a good ending i want more!

i smirked at that pure evil try and stop me now the shreds of metal of the dagger fell on the computer i glared at it moving it away then scrolled down

GoldenDbella

was taht all an illusion? god...im *sighs* omg *sigh* why? why did you complicate it all just to throw it all away? im not angry i just want to know why? 

 i let out a frustrated sigh  what treachery is this?!  i stabbed the coffee table the wood cutting through a spllinter poked my finger draining out a hint of blood i huffed consumed by anger i shall find this GoldenDbella this human has found my identity who did this human tell? where did she get my identity? and of course id complicate it! that way your petty brains will suffer unable to comprehend the information in the end

gotoshopmrbeastcom

im confused

at that i smiled there we go this Midgardian is living up to his name i pulled out the knife sharpening it when i heard the dreadful sound oof the door opening i looked towards it then at the laptop and immediately shut it off the worse possible person coming through it his eyes widened and his hammer fell  i pursed my lips and looked away scratching my neck well this would need a good explanation...

" your shitting me loki are you serious right now?" i huffed 

"well you see brother..."

"do you ever die? are you kidding me?? how many times do i have to mourn you?!" i sighed is this his strategy of making me feel guilt?

"oh its not my fault your such a sap" thats when his eyes hit the laptop f*ck

"and what the hell have you been doing!" he glared waking closer to it shit i grabbed  the dagger sharpening it stabbing it into his shoulder him letting out a screech well its not the first time he should have been used to it what i wasn't used to is when he summoned mijoner throwing it at me making me fall across the wall i groaned as i hear the dreadful click of the laptop opening 

"..." silence it stretched out i looked up hammer still sitting on my chest and saw his stupid dopey smile

"i knew you liked them" i huffed my back falling toward the ground again hes never going to make me live this down and even if he did he'd probably kill me which will probably be another allusion i let out a frustrated sigh
''shut up"

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