The Story of Us (Loki fanfic)

Chapter 12 : From Gods to the Hiddlestons

Sylvie's POV

Living on Midgard with Loki is.... *sigh*.

I once observed him trying to talk to a man on TV hosting a talk show. I didn't bother telling him the other person couldn't hear him.

He attempted to have potato chips with milk and a cheese pizza slice topped with bananas. Too glad he regretted having them at all.

He thought that an air conditioner was a Frost Giant trapped in a durable box whose cold breath rescued us from the summer heat.

He believed noodles were boiled worms and sausages were men's... you know what I mean.

He broke my DSLR because he thought it was Cyclops in disguise spying on him for Odin.

Since then, I have been staying at home all day so that he does not harm our Sylkiville. (That's what I named our house after Loki arrived, which includes our mashup name.)
On some days, I was glad to not have powers. It is a completely different experience for us to go offbeat for a while, especially after we were used to with our powers for centuries. On other days, he annoyed me to such an extent that I wished I could transfer all the information I had through enchantment once and for all.

I was as equally surprised as Loki when I first saw him outside my house. I soon figured out that this can be planned only by Uncle Heimdall and Mother Frigga. They knew Loki and I would be better off living together than sulk for the other while surviving in separate realms, especially after Mother took notice of our condition in prison. My questions regarding Loki haven't been answered yet, and they knew I would go crazy making presumptions. They wanted me to succeed in my mission. Uncle wouldn't have granted me powers before the New York battle if he didn't believe in me. I reckon they believe that Loki can change and I could bring about that change in him. Also, All-Father wouldn't know unless Uncle or Mother confessed, and I knew they will not. Brilliant move, people. Sometimes I wish they were my real parents.

Anyways, Loki's arrival added spice to my once monotonous Terran life. Apart from managing work and home, I also had to teach Earth etiquettes to a thousand year old grown up, right from greetings to food, culture and technology. I was lucky that my student is a quick learner. Through trial and errors, Loki adjusted himself to Midgardian ways, even though he was against it at the start.

I had to change his name, identity, background, appearance; basically everything which resembled like the God of Mischief everyone knew on Earth. The chaos among people after the battle of New York hadn't simmered down, specially after news of the imprisoned enemy fleeing away broke out. Loki had already presented himself before the world through the televisions, so he was an easy target for the police and other officials. S.H.I.E.L.D didn't announce that he had already departed for another realm because they would then have to take all the blame for setting a dangerous criminal free. Plus it was nearly impossible to prove to these people they call themselves intellectuals, about the existence of life beyond Earth. So the only way to live here for us was to keep a low profile as much as possible, and master the art of persuasive lies.

In a matter of weeks, he became a certified citizen of US having a decent job. I may have been the only woman who had to teach her husband how to survive on Earth.
Yes, I said husband.

The landlord allowed only individual bachelors, siblings or married couples to reside at his house. Since everyone whom I had contact with on Midgard believed my lie that I am an orphan who grew up in an orphanage at England, the only relation I could keep with Loki was being man and wife.

Presenting to you, Mr. and Mrs. Hiddleston.
Tom Hiddleston, a six-feet-two tall, handsome, smart, twenty-five year old British gentleman who provides coaching in archery and self-defense to youngsters and adults alike at a reputed sports institute.
Sophia Hiddleston, a five-feet-nine tall, intelligent, twenty five year old beautiful lady hailing from England, who is a psychotherapist practising in the US, while owning her independent clinic.