....2011..

...June 2nd...Austin,Texas....

"Elizabeth, how many times must I tell you not to stay out late?" Gloria WhenScee, Elizabeth's grandmother, asks while tapping her shoe on the rug.

Elizabeth meekly shrugs with a smile and her hands up.

"Ten?" Elizabeth suggests.

Elizabeth is a eight year old. A messy eight year old who loved to go out and have some adventure in the forest.

"You're here for the summer." Gloria said. "I do not want you to get  sick. Because if you get sick, I get sick."

Elizabeth's shoulder's sulk.

"I was gonna wash up." Elizabeth said.

"No, little girl, I had to go into the forest while your grandpa was sleeping and pick you up, then take your home." Gloria said.  "It is 9:15 PM. How many times do I have to tell you: get a watch."

"It felt like 8:22 to me, Grandma." Elizabeth said.

Gloria points to the bathroom.

"Get washed, young lady!" Gloria said. "Your Pajamas is on the stool."

Elizabeth shamefully shuffles away leaving dirt on the ground. Gloria stood by the door for more than half an hour, with her arms folded, and waited until a wet Elizabeth came out in pajamas with her dirty clothes in a big zip bag.Gloria pinches her forehead shaking her head  that is lowered towards the floor.

"Liz." Gloria said, taking her hand off her forehead and looks towards Elizabeth. "You do not have to put your dirty clothes into zip bags."

"But then you'll get sick!" Elizabeth said. "Grandpa told me if I wanted to help you; put my dirty clothes into the zip bag."

Gloria smiles, and then takes the bag from Elizabeth.

"Go to bed, Liz." Gloria said.

"Okay." Elizabeth said, then walks to the bedroom. Elizabeth closes the door behind herself. Then Elizabeth collapses falling asleep on the comfy warm floor. 

Gloria had heard Elizabeth's body collapse.Gloria shook her head muttering 'girl and her sleep.' heading towards the laundry basket.When Elizabeth falls asleep; she sleeps that way,and, will wake up when someone tries to put  her somewhere else that is better for her neck or head.Gloria learned the hard way if she wanted Elizabeth to sleep then don't mess with her.Elizabeth wouldn't go back to sleep after being moved from where she decided to fall asleep.

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...June 3rd, 2011...

...It's a Friday...6:40 AM....

A large boom erupted from the backyard right as something crashed landed.Elizabeth shot up straight, gets up quickly,she grabs a 'Aurora' Princess Barbie on the pink dresser drawer,then opens the bedroom door and hurries down the hallway straight towards the kitchen.When she came to the doorway leading into the kitchen; Elizabeth takes a turn to the right where the cabinets are pressed against the wall, ran straight towards the screen door, pressed the handle down, and ran out the door into the backyard. Then Elizabeth rushes past the screen door that allowed it to smack against the white wall and then quietly shut when she wasn't there.

There is a big dark crater with a man lying in the middle. That is no other than Loki.

Elizabeth stood at the first ridge to the crater.

"Hello?" Elizabeth said. "Are you okay?"

Loki groans.

Elizabeth looks down towards The Princess Barbie Aurora in her right hand.

"You ready, my captain?" Elizabeth asks.

Elizabeth could have screamed that Princess Aurora had winked at her. But maybe that might be her imagination. She called her barbie 'My Captain' because it felt more fitting the attire that was on the barbie; pirate doll clothes. Elizabeth made Princess Aurora's head nod. Elizabeth looks straight on mustering her courage to approach Loki.Elizabeth walks forward slowly and carefully; she  is an adventurous girl but things like these require caution.

Elizabeth came to Loki's right side.He is unconscious, and breathing. Elizabeth picks up a discarded stick  from the side clutching  the Princess Barbie Aurora close to her chest then pokes at Loki's shoulder. She noticed Loki's skin is a tint of blue with some markings on his face. There is a burn on his forearm; Elizabeth could tell because of the missing part to the sleeve.

"He...came from the sky." Elizabeth said, then looks up towards the sky that is slowly getting a sun rise in the early morning."Maybe he is a alien!" Her eyebrows shot up, then turns her attention back to the barbie doll in a pirate dress that resembles one from Pirates of the Caribbean. "Don't be silly; if he fell from a plane then there would a crash site, My Captain!"

Loki's skin changes back to the color it had been before. His eye slowly open to see Elizabeth bickering with a hand-held doll that had an ugly taste in dresses.

"Where am I?" Loki asks.

"Austin,Texas." Elizabeth said, making a drawing on the dirt.  "My Captain, if he were a passenger from a air plane that crashed; wouldn't you think it would be around?"

"...I never heard of a realm called Austin Texas." Loki said, pulling himself up upright leaning one hand on the dirt and his other hand on his waist that had a sharp pain. "Ow."

"Uh, what's a realm?" Elizabeth asks, tilting her head.  "Is a realm a gate way to Davy Jones Locker?"

"No." Loki said. "It is a kingdom, a higher kingdom than other nine worlds and the unknown realms."

"So that means you're a prince." Elizabeth said, with a nod.

"No." Loki said. "I am a spare."

Elizabeth didn't looks convinced.

"You look like a prince." Elizabeth said. "Why are you lying about that? Being a prince is the most..." She puts her hands together making a dreamily sigh.  "It is so magical!" She throws her hands in mid air looking excited still holding the doll. "Blue princes are cool."

"I am not a prince." Loki denied. "And  I am not blue."

Elizabeth puts her doll beside her ear.

"Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh." Elizabeth said, acting as though the doll is speaking.

"That is a lifeless doll, you know." Loki said.

Elizabeth lowers her doll, looking disgruntled.

"Did you just call my friend  a doll?" Elizabeth asks.

"Yes." Loki said.

"Take that back." Elizabeth said. "She's a captain of a ship called The Bright Emerald!"

"No." Loki said. "That is the truth."

Elizabeth covers her doll's ears.

"Aw, you just made her sad." Elizabeth said.  "Shame on you, blue man."

"My name is Loki, and I am not blue." Loki said.  "I do not get shamed on by a child."

Elizabeth laughs.

"Well, you were blue when when you were out,Loki." Elizabeth said. "You're on Planet Earth; the world of aliens, Unicorns, Dragons, Pegasuses--"

"Hold on; Unicorns, Dragons,and Pegasuses are extinct." Loki said.

"Since when?" Elizabeth asks.

"When the Pirate era ended." Loki said. 

Elizabeth's jaw dropped.

"So you're an alien." Elizabeth said, then shares  a quick glance around. "Nice crash landing." She makes  a little shrug. "It is the only explanation why you crashed into my grandparent's backyard. You were in the middle of a big bad action packed war above Earth and then your ship was hit so when  it was twirling around in circles you ejected yourself."

Elizabeth almost described what Loki had gone through, almost.

"How...?" Loki asks.

"Apologize to My Captain!" Elizabeth said, holding the Princess Aurora doll out.

"No." Loki refuses, with a shake of his left hand.

"Then I can't tell an alien stranger how I know this supposedly top secret stuff." Elizabeth said, bringing the Princess Aurora doll close to her. "So, you got in a pretty bad shape from falling, why don't you stay at my house until that...." She waves her left hand in a circle below the doll trying to figure out  word that came next. "Whatever injury you have is healed."

"You're a child." Loki said.  "You need adult permission. I don't see any adults around here."

"My grandparents are heavy sleepers." Elizabeth said, proudly. Loki raises an eyebrow. "Me, on the other hand, is light!" Loki's eyebrow went down. "I'll wake up Grandma and ask her."

Elizabeth zips away leaving a trail of dust in the shape of her child figure  near a solid standing stick that wasn't dug into the ground. How is this possible?, Loki thought, watching the stick staying in place as though someone is holding it, A Midgardian child can not be capable of doing Asgardian magic on a stick. The Stick was standing there for what seemed to a remarkable five minute timing.

Loki points at the stick tapping his index finger that sent a green wavy magic that tipped over the stick making it land on the ground.