WHO: Loki and Jörmungandr WHAT: Loki finds his second son as he searched for his eldest WHERE: Streets of Manhattan WHEN: Monday Night
He'd been searching for Fenrir for hours, and Loki was ready to snap. He knew he was hiding because Loki was mad, but Loki had only been slightly mad when he found out about Fenrir attacking Bragi, and now with all this walking around, he was downright furious. When he got his hands on his boy, he was going to hug him, tell him how happy he was to find him safe and sound, and then scream at him for hours. With possible breaks in there to get ridiculously drunk and throw things.
"Fenrir! FENRIR!" Loki shouted, holding the damn leash and collar prop that made him look slightly less insane, though he was walking the streets at two in the morning yelling. Too late.
"Fenrir, come to Daddy!" he added, unable to keep some of the anger out of his voice that time. "Where the hell are you?!"