Transform In The World Of Marvel

Qin Feng stared at his coffee. "That's the scariest part. Because Friga couldn't explain, Loki came here looking like the only survivor of the Chainsaw Massacre. How did he get here. Or where did he come from. "

"Where's Thor?"

"He also seems to think that Loki is in Asgard too, unless he's involved too.99

"I think so. I mean, do you remember how scared Loki was when we found him on the roof? It's nothing compared to how he was in the bathroom last night. He was scared of thunder. .I think he thought Thor was coming. Rice looked upset.

"I know when Thor brought Loki back, we were all mad at Loki. But Thor kept saying 'he's got a good side' and he wasn't completely gone. I thought he was the one begging Loki to do a little community service Instead of." The man." He shuffled away uncomfortably.

"I don't understand either," Team Rice replied. Would Thor really agree to such a severe punishment on his brother?

"Pepper and I wondered if we should tell Loki that Frigga was coming.

"Why didn't you tell him?"

Qin Feng sighed. "Well, so far, saying 'Thor' and 'Qin Feng' has scared Loki away, whatever talent he has left, we're worried that if he learns someone from Asgard is here, he'll be scared to death ...he'll think they want to~ take him back."

"But Friga didn't want to do that," the Rice team replied. "She wanted to know what happened to him.

"Do you think it would make - any difference?

Team Rice considered it. "Let's mention Friga to him and see if he's going to freak out. If not, we can tell him more.

Qin Feng stared at his coffee, his eyes darkened from lack of sleep. "Sounds like a plan, Captain."

Pepper closed the laptop with a snap, yawning and letting out a sigh of relief. Qin Feng should really do this, she thought, Qin Feng Industrial Company is his company. Filling out a spreadsheet or writing a press release every now and then won't hurt him. Tired and craving coffee, she began to stand, but was dragged by an accident on the back of her shirt. She turned around and saw Loki's hand tucked into her shirt.

"I just went for coffee," she said in surprise. Although Loki looked scared, he didn't let go of his hand. The vague pleading on his face made her stomach twist with pity. She sat down again. "what do you want?"

Loki moved his eyes to the floor, ashamed, but reluctant to let her go. She turned around, put his hand into her dress, and gently pulled her slender fingers from her shirt. "Okay, I'll stay," she said kindly. His brows furrowed and his lips moved, as if speaking. However, there was no sound other than Roar sucking, and after a while he gave up the effort. "Loki? What's wrong?"

He shook his head slightly, still refusing to make eye contact with her. Pepper felt his pulse quicken under her fingertips. She had an uncomfortable idea of ​​what was causing his commotion.

"Loki, no matter what happens to Thor, you're safe here," she said softly, clasping his hand. "We won't let this happen again."

When Loki Roar sucked unevenly, the water glistened in his eyes and his hands were shaking. He buried his face in his knees, sobbing and shaking strangely.

"Hey," Pepper whispered, reaching for his face. "It's okay, Loki, Thor can't find you here.

Loki trembled at her touch and looked up at her with teary eyes. She smiled at him, and she felt her eyes burning as she gently took his hand, forcing him to move away from where he had tucked himself against the cabinet wall. "We are your friends, Loki"

He crawled out of the cupboard slowly, tears streaming from his eyes. Pepper put his arms around his weak back as he leaned against her, and his shoulders wept as she stroked his hair. They sat together for at least an hour, until Loki began to calm down.

"Feeling better?" Pepper asked with a smile. Loki responded by pressing his head harder on her shoulder. "If you want to talk." She looked at him hopefully. He got nervous, and she quickly revised her statement. "You don't have to, but it will help." She took his hand again, giving him a reassuring squeeze.

"I'll come when you're ready"

·For flowers......

Ivar never missed an opportunity to attend a royal banquet. Tonight was no exception, to celebrate. He couldn't remember what. But it didn't matter the reason, what mattered was that the roast pig and the aged bucket of mead were waiting for him.

The journey through the streets was a pleasant one; the sun shone softly at sunset, and the golden city dimmed as little lights began to flicker in the windows. Ivar arrived quickly at the palace, which seemed to be filled with joy and energy as the sun went down. He walked to the dining room, sat down along the long golden table, and immediately grabbed a few pieces of fruit.

The young man sitting next to Ivar was plain except for his kind blue eyes. He looked at Ivar curiously, and someone more perceptive than Ivar might have noticed in the young man's amiable countenance concealed a strong spark of anger.

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After a few minutes, Ivar looked around impatiently for a servant with an entree and noticed his neighbor. Considering that some conversation might distract him from hunger, he told the young man.

"How are you doing, lad? I'm Ivar, a member of the El Fathers. I don't believe I have the honor of being your acquaintance," Ivar said in his low, gruff voice.

"Oh, sorry, my name is Frey," replied the young man, studying Aivar with his tender, keen eyes.

"My father is also in Parliament."

"Is he real?" Ivar looked around again.

Does Qin Feng want to starve his guests to death?

Frey spoke again. "I think my father mentioned you to me after the trial of the exiled prince."

"Exile." Ivar thought for a while. "Oh! Yes, it was him, what an unpleasant affair. 99

A group of servants came out with a large glass of honey in their hands. Ivar grinned, quickly poured out his drink, and refilled it. His mood matured as he absorbed more of the good draft picks.

"And it's unpleasant," Frey replied flippantly. "My father is sorry to see his father forcing him to punish his son in such a way.