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Steve "Indiana State Hoe" Harrington (mr_mom) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-12-13 17:59:00

Entry tags:

loki (616), steve harrington

Who: Steve Harrington & Loki Laufeyson
What: Steve comes over...and he's got pie.
Where: Loki's House > Hallmark Extravaganza
When: Mid-Afternoon
Rating: Maybe some mild swears

Steve has to admit, he kind of thought she was kidding about the house being green. (He should probably know better by now, right, that no one in this town is ever kidding.)

But it is green, unmistakably so (just like Loki said it would be), and Steve stands outside of it, on the sidewalk, staring for a solid twenty seconds. The future is weird, and this town is even weirder. He shrugs to himself, one hand resting on top of the cheesecloth that's protecting his pie from the elements, the other supporting the weight of the plate from the bottom. It had taken the better part of the week to gather all the ingredients, especially so he could make two of the pies - one for him and Loki, like he'd promised - and the other to give to Klaus, as some form of payment. Even though that wasn't strictly required, apparently, but call it his Midwestern sensibilities - he felt strange, asking for things without giving something tangible in return. He still hadn't quite figured out his place in this town, so at least hunting down everything he needed (pots, pans, a grater for the nutmeg, on and on) gave him something productive to do.

Steve knocks on the door with three quick raps before pushing his sunglasses up to the top of his head, a few stray pieces of his bangs falling over his forehead. Any lingering awkwardness, he's trying to push away because - well, to be honest, he's not really good at this? Making friends? He's good at being cool (accounts may differ on this, but hey), but actual decent friends weren't really his forte. Loki seemed cool, though, and they had a good conversation and she had invited him over, so. He's trying, and he's sick of sitting in his apartment, so that's gotta count for something, right?

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lie_smith
2019-12-14 10:52 pm UTC (link)

Sometimes people in town were kidding. Loki, fairly often, found reasons to joke and lie about nothing in particular for no reason other than the fact that it was amusing. But in this instance, there had been no lie: the house was green. It had been before, even: Loki had made no changes, only taken it because it was available and green was a very nice color.

And Loki was fairly well known for liking nice things. That wasn't new, even if lately concepts of thrones and world domination had been set aside for fancy soaps and marble countertops. Sometimes one simply had to work with what they were given. Anyway, it was a lot less taxing when not trying to take over the world.

When Loki opened the door to find Steve there on his doorstep, pie in one hand and and sunglasses on the top of his head, he blinked in momentary confusion. It wasn't often people actual came calling for him -- particularly people who were not Thor or the younger Stark. But they had spoken at that party, hadn't they? Practically hit it off, so much as anyone could over the space of a cigarette. "Hello."

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mr_mom
2019-12-19 01:20 am UTC (link)

"Oh, uh, hi." Steve is a little thrown, met with someone he doesn't know and hasn't seen yet - he'd thought he'd seen everyone in town at that Halloween party, but maybe there were still a few faces he didn't know. This must be Thor, though, right? Steve shifts the pie to offer his hand; he's clueless, but he means well. "You must be Thor? I'm Steve."

"I think we spoke on the - phone, texting thing?" Their conversation was brief, but vivid. Steve still didn't understand what 'Thortopia' was - never really got a clear answer on that, now that he's thinking about it. "Nice to meet you in person. I was actually looking for your sister. Is she around?"

"I bring gifts." Steve hoisted the pie a little higher, offering a hopeful smile. "I promised her some old fashioned Midwestern baking."

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lie_smith
2019-12-19 02:19 am UTC (link)

"What," Loki said, expression hauntingly blank for a moment before he realized Steve's confusion and had to bite at the inside of his lip to stop himself laughing. The very idea of being mistaken for Thor was -- it was truly something else. "No. I'm not Thor. That's still my brother. And I'm still Loki." He gestured to his head and the little gold crown there as if that proved everything.

So, you know. He didn't shake hands. Because they'd already met and that would be silly, to do it all over again. There were, apparently, some people in town who didn't know that Loki was just whatever Loki felt like being at any given moment.

"The pie offering guarantees some forgiveness, though." Not that Loki was actually mad. But it was best not to advertise things like that because -- well. Loki had a reputation to maintain. "Come in." The door was opened wider in invitation.

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mr_mom
2019-12-23 05:00 am UTC (link)

For a second, Steve wonders if maybe Thor isn't as friendly as he seemed on the network - not that the blankness in his expression screams menace, but hell, how is Steve supposed to know? And then the dude claims to be Loki, and Steve just - well what is he supposed to say to that? People can just - what, turn into other people, now? Or was this guy fucking with him?

Even though his tone, in no way, brooked him fucking with him. The deadpan drawl was distinctly Loki.

Again, Steve will reiterate: how in the blue fuck was he meant to know?

"I'm going to pretend like I understand how this is possible," Steve announced, because fuck it, well and truly, and he stepped into the house with the long-suffering sigh of a man thinking, this might as well happen. "Good call. It's a damn good pie."

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lie_smith
2019-12-26 06:24 pm UTC (link)

"I said I was a prince, didn't I?" Loki asked, almost pleasantly. Because that had been a thing, so far as he recalled -- when they'd talked about Halloween costumes, and how Loki hadn't needed one. Perhaps it had been taken as a joke. That seemed fair, so there was no reason to get upset about it. It was true, there was no way Steve could have known. Even if most others tended to.

"It just is. That's what I do," Loki went on, shrugging and then, because Steve had brought pie and that was a very nice gesture of goodwill, so far as Loki was concerned, he decided to take some pity on the young man -- shifting slightly until the form he was in was the one that Steve had met back on Halloween.

"There," she said, hands out as if it was a very ta-da moment, as opposed to something that was an every day occurrence for Loki. "Now. Tell me about your pie."

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mr_mom
2020-01-11 01:19 am UTC (link)

"I - " Steve blinks, then relents. " - yeah, I guess you did, that's totally fair."

Hey, cut him a break here. A regular human girl doesn't turn into a dude overnight, and whether or not Steve had any indication Loki wasn't a human, it had been Halloween, how was he supposed to take that seriously? The future was bananas.

And okay, wow, watching Loki shift forms was a whole other experience entirely. There's a beat where Steve kind of has to reboot his brain - although now that he's seen both forms back to back, it 100% looks like Loki.

"Pie. My pie." Steve stops staring in favor of shoving the pie at Loki, pulling back the cloth overtop of it to show off the contents. "Apple pie. With secret ingredients. It's really good. I think you'll like it. Hope so, anyway?"

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