Young Writers Society

I resignedly hand her the razor,"Be careful not to hurt thy self."I look into her eyes with that and then look away, I was trying to show trust but I always look shifty it is my persona.

"Sorry I freaked out like that." I say, as I toss it into my room. I walk into the kitchen, "Food? You do eat right?"

I open the fridge, "Pizza? Spaghetti?"

I grin,"I am a bit picky and not a healthy eater, I would be vegan.. but I cannot keep myself away from dairy, or sweets I even like licorice! Not to eat but to prank people with.." I then look away I had been hit as a child if I maintained eycontact to long I was told it was a curse to have those devil green eyes.

"Well, heads up." I laugh, as I toss him a bucket of mint ice cream at him. "Like mint?"

I pull out a bag of Lays and head to the couch, and flip on the TV. To see Loki's face on tv. "Eww, who's that?" I ask, looking over my shoulder at him, smiling.

"Sorry you had to see that."

"Well, I see it every morning and my mirror says the same thing," I smile taking a large bite of the icecream....

I laugh, looking at him hear a huge bite of icecream.

I take another and wince brain freeze, "Argghhhh, HELL!! That smarts.."

"Yes. That is what happens if you eat it to fast." I smile, "So tell me, why did you come here? Why did you leave Asgard?"

"I told you in the car didn't I?", I say through a mouthful of ice cream.. Things this good in Asgard were kept for Thor, never for his impudent adopted troublesome brother ....

"You are really enjoying that ice cream." I say, taking the first bite of mine, "I have other kinds too."

"Really?", I almost drop the spoon and then realize how childish I seem, "That is great, but I am fine with this.." I twiddle my spoon with a small smile..

"Chocolate chunk? Neapolitan? Rocky road?"

I laugh, "No, I am fine.." I try to et my ice cream more slowly to act like I am full but it is really hard... It is so good...