Chapter 27

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"Loki, do you want to go hang out in the game room?" I ask and she shrugs, before transforming into a him "What are you doing?"

"Changing." she states and I raise an eyebrow to her "How are we going to explain that I'm a girl, sometimes?"

"We don't need to." I insist, wrapping my arms around her "Now, change back, princess. I'd like you to be comfortable."

She changes back and I smirk at her little outfit. Black short shorts, a plain black shirt, black shoes, black nail polish, black lips. Beautiful Loki.

"Come along." I smirk, leading her to the elevator. When we get to the game room, Loki stops in the opening.

Natasha doesn't give a second look, before smiling "Such a beautiful goddess." she crosses her arms in front of her "Nobody here should give you any trouble. Stark and Banner are too smart to care. Rogers is too kind. Barton, well, I can blackmail him six ways to Sunday. Me?" Natasha asks, before snickering "It's good to have some feminine energy in this testosterone filled tower."

"T-thank you." Loki smiles weakly, before looking to me "I feel short."

"Because you are, princess!" I smile, wrapping my arms around her placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Thor!" Loki hisses, before looking to Natasha in horror "You weren't supposed to know."

"Trust me, I already knew." Natasha smirks, before looking between us "On the night of the party, I saw you two walking out of the back room."

Loki looks to me and I smirk "You're the one who decided to lead me into that back room, not me."

With a sigh, Loki stocks over to the couch and slings herself on it, tossing one leg over the back.

When I walk over to her, I end up sitting under her other foot. After a while, the elevator opens and Stark steps out, before turning his back "Tell me that Loki's bare ass isn't on my couch."

"No, we're good." I tell him and he turns back. He walks over and spares a single look at Loki, before taking a seat.

"No snarky remark?" Loki asks and Stark shakes his head "What the hel happened to you, Stark?"

"It's not a subject I can make a snarky remark about, unless I want to look like a transphobic asshole." Stark states, before leaning forward to look at Loki's arm "What the hell is that?"

My attention falls on her arm and I find a large dark mark "It's starting to callose over. I have one on either side, along with my thighs, feet, and calves."

"Is it from class?" I ask and Loki nods, before feeling along the forming calloses "Why do you have them?"

"You hold yourself up through two points of compression. When you spin, the skin can't handle it, so it protects itself." Loki states, before sighing "I'm going to practice."

After she leaves, the ground trembles, softly "What's happening?" I ask and Stark shrugs as the elevator opens and Rogers, Barton, and Banner, walk in.

"Jarvis, what is causing the towerquake?" Stark asks as we stand and gather with the others.

"There is a heavy base on level fifteen. It is vibrating the steel support beams, but is no danger to the tower, sir."

"That's my level." I state and they look to me "Well, it must be Loki."

When we reach our level, I find Loki moves around the pole with grace, her eyes shut. When she sees us, she falls back and yelps in surprise.

"Maybe I should cry for help! Maybe I should kill myself! Blame it on my ADD, baby! Maybe I'm a different breed! Maybe I'm not listening! So, blame it on my ADD, baby!"

"You scared the shit out of me!" she screams and I smirk, helping her up "Why didn't you announce yourself?"

After helping her up, my eyes lock on her black lace bra. Her nipples are visible through the lace and my mouth waters at the sight of her.

"You looked very peaceful." I state, before asking "Are you alright? That fall looked like it hurt."

"I'll have a bruise, but I'll be fine." Loki nods, before reaching for a sweater and pulling it on over her bra "I'm sorry, what's happening?"

"The base is causing the tower to shake." Banner states and Loki steps over to the shelf and turns the base down.

As I start to lean on the pole, Loki stops me "Don't lean on that!" I raise an eyebrow to her and she explains "I'm the only one who can lean on it."

"That's nonsense!" I insist, before leaning back on it, only to fall on my ass. Loki sighs and walks over to help me up "What the hel?"

"I can touch my illusions, you can't." She reminds, before moving my hair out of my face. I stare down at her in amazement and she sighs "Don't be a baby, it didn't hurt that bad."

"You are absolutely ravishing." I state, placing a hand on her cheek and smiling cheerfully "No matter what form you take."

"I'm sorry, did we miss something?" Barton asks and Rogers's face reads with confusion "Aren't you two, brothers? Or siblings?"

"Loki is adopted." Rogers tells Barton, before explaining "I thought someone told you, but you were under mind control."

"Oh, he's adopted?" Barton asks, before looking to Loki "My apologize, she's adopted. In which case, it's all good."

"In my day, you two would be frowned upon." Steve states, motioning between us "But my friend, Gabe Jones, he was both gay and black. I don't judge."

"Good old Cap." Loki smirks, before moving my hand away from her face and looking to Banner "And what do you think about this?"

Banner steps forward and explains "When I loose control, I turn into a big green rage monster." he looks down at Loki and remarks "If I were to judge two people, for normal human things, I would be very hypocritical."

"Indeed." Loki states, before looking to Barton "As far as the he/him, she/her, confusion, it's best to say they/them. After all, half the time, I identify as they/them."

"You're one odd person, you know?" Barton asks and Loki shrugs.

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