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As you were all finishing breakfast, a large blonde man and a slightly smaller raven haired man appeared in the dining room. You jumped up and got ready to fight, even though you didn't even know how to. Everyone else acted as if this was completely normal.

"We are back from Asgard!" You nearly jumped out of your skin when the blonde yelled.

"I think they can see that you giant oaf." The raven haired man seemed rather upset about the whole situation. You looked at Clint and rapidly started signing at him.

"Who are these guys? Why is the blonde one yelling?" He let out a chuckle and looked at the men.

"Thor, you really don't need to tell, we're all right here." He turned back to you and motioned to each of the men respectively. "That is Thor and that's Loki." Thor walked over and looked down at you, holding out his hand.

"And who might you be?" You let out a squeak and suddenly disappeared, reappearing in your room. As you shut your door, you heard Tony yell.

"Great job you big idiot! You scared the new girl off!" You locked the door and let out a sigh, you weren't that great around loud people you didn't know.

"You're not a normal midgiardian, are you?" You jumped slightly and turned around to see the man that Clint had referred to as Loki sitting on your bed. You quickly started signing, asking him all sorts of questions, just to earn a confused look in return. "I don't understand what you're trying to do with your hands. Are you trying to cast some kind of spell, because I don't believe it is working." You groaned and looked around your room when an idea popped into your head. You rushed over to your desk and grabbed a notebook and pen, then wrote

'What are you doing in my room? How did you get in here? What do you want?' You turned the writing towards him and watched as his eyes boringly dart back and forth over the page.

"You ran off before introducing yourself and that's just rude. And I used the same technique you did, though it really does interest me as to how you knew it." He slowly stood up, but did not move away from your bed as you started writing again when he scoffed. "You're obviously not deaf, and you produce sounds using your vocal chords so you're not mute. Why do you bother writing when you can just as easily speak?" You glanced up at him and then back to your notebook.

'I don't need to tell you that. I don't even know who you are.' He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Like the bird boy said, I'm Loki. Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief." Your eyes widened in disbelief.

'Well I am mute.'

"Don't lie to me mortal! I am the God of lies!"

'I don't have to explain myself to you.'

"What is your name?" You blinked and tilted your head, rather surprised at his sudden change in tone. "I said, what is your name? Are you that stupid?"

'_________. And don't call me stupid.'

"_________..." you couldn't help but slightly shiver at the way your name rolled off his tongue.

'I told you my name, now get out.'

"You think I will get out just because you want me to? I am a God and you are nothing but a puny mor-" you growled and seamlessly shifted the red reality around you. The two of you were now standing in a vast desert and you now stood in a light armor, holding a sword out so the tip was millimeters from his throat. He blinked a few times as he looked around. "Wh-what is this sorcery?!" The door to your room flung open, though it just appeared as a door in the middle if nowhere.

"There you two ar- what's going on here?" You glanced at Tony out of the corner of your eye then immediately refocused on Loki, letting the room return to normal, but keeping your attire and stance. "So that's her power? Pretty damn neat!" Natasha walked over and gently grabbed your wrist, forcing you to lower your sword.

"Lose the getup ________." You sighed as your normal clothes returned and the sword disappeared. Loki turned tail and ran out of your room. Nat made you sit on the edge of your bed as Clint walked in and crouched in front of you.

"Did he hurt you?" You shook your head and wearily signed

'No, he just wouldn't leave and kept insulting me.' He let out a chuckle and you furrowed your brows. 'How is that funny?'

"That's just how Loki is. He's an ash ok let's, but you'll get used to it." You let out another sigh. How were you supposed to get used to that?