MAGIC AND CROWNS ; loki

xix. it's a potion, not poison

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"You took your sweet time"

"Shut up, Hela, i'm here now"

"I'm sorry"

"I know"

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"Here, I think Stark hasn't given you yours yet" Cora tells the god of mischief, handing him, yet again, another of Stark's contraption "it's a phone, the thing they use here to communicate even if they are very far from the other, this one was modified to function outside of Earth as well" explains the woman when seeing the confused frown in the prince's face as he examined the device

"Okay... why are you giving this to me? Do you love me so much, that you know you'll feel the need to 'keep in touch' with me while you're away?" teased the god, getting an equally teasing eye roll from the woman

"Obviously, dear. But it's mainly for if you sense that the stupid midgardians, plus your brother, are about to embark on a suicide mission or start a war, you call me and I put a stop to it" cleared out Cora "Thor has one too, so I better not get a text saying you stabbed him" added the woman in fake scolding

Loki gasped and slammed his hand on his chest "I'd never do such a horrendous thing"

"you've stabbed him like a thousand times, Loki" she said laughing at the mock offended face the raven haired prince was wearing

"well, i'd never do it again" rushed the god, obviously not meaning a single word he had said

"Sure, also, if you get Peter to teach you how the phone works, and if Len and I aren't too busy slaying dragons, we could face time or just do a phone call" offered Cora with an almost hopeful tone

"You slay dragons?"

"Maybe, maybe not... most possibly not, i'm just trying to throw you off so you still have a hard time figuring me out, i'm aware it's become sort of a hobby for you" she answered shrugging

"Well, I'd be honoured to meet Lenora, probably would be a good opportunity to embarrass you" said the god, nodding to himself for his brilliant idea

"Yeah, now that you mention it, we will most definitely be too occupied decapitating the flying lizards" she joked, pushing Loki to get out of her room

"Good travels, m'lady" he said chuckling once he was standing just on the other side of the door frame, taking Cora's left hand and kissing it lightly

"Thanks, m'lord. Now leave, greaseball" she teased, trying her best to keep hidden the crimson blush creeping its way to her cheeks

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Texts

Cora & Lenora

Tonight i'm picking up the flower I told you I needed, i'm also having dinner with you, so wait up for me

But you eat so late, i'm a grandma, I need dinner before 8pm

And what the hel do you do between 8pm until you go to sleep at 3am? Stop whining, you're having dinner with the saint of a mother that is moi

Whatever, saint, try not to show up at 11pm