"Father," My son, Sci, said. "Are you really going to retire to Midgard?"

Knight and I had decided to live out our old lives on the planet that brought us together, technically, anyhow.

I turn my head towards Sci.

"Yes," I said. "You are the king now, my son, and I trust you will do fine."

Sci is similar to me when I was a young man except for short curly blonde hair and his skin is not as pale. His name is so simple but right on the point to someone new. Sci lowers his head acting so doubtful about being king at all. As a little boy he was impatient and wanted to be king but now he has become the exact opposite.

"You did better than I," Sci said. "I can't compete against that."

I smile.

"I once was in your position, my son," I said, patting on his shoulder. "You'll make a great king and great kings make mistakes on their first run."

"But there's no one quite like you, father," Sci said.

"Nor will there ever be," I said.

I turn my head towards the gatekeeper, Temdall Heimdalldottir, sharing a little nod towards the curled haired tall woman.

"Come on, dear!" Knight calls, holding what she could in her hands. "We have a ride to take."

"Goodbye,Loki," Temdall said.

"And a happy new year to you," I said,turning away.

I came over to Knight and we held hands.

"Father," Sci said. "Are you ever going to return?"

"Not anytime soon," I said. "Your mother and I have a bucket list to do."

Sci smiles.

"Send them to Midgard," Sci said. "Goodbye, mother and father!"

I observe the Bifrost interior one last time as the surroundings changed from golden to a clean beach scenery. Cars flew over right our heads. There is a gray thick shield over the beach glinting off rays of sunlight very visible to the human eye. There is a passage way leading to New York City.

"Ready to start our venture into Midgard?" Knight asks.

I can picture her and I standing on the beach but younger.

Knight looks beautiful to me even as a old woman; she always has.

"I am ready," I said. "First we go to Times Square and dig up that old time capsule from 2010."

"It's 5010," Knight said.

"Perfect timing to create chaos," I said.

"Oh I love the way you think," Knight said.

"So do I," I said, as we walk off the beach. "So do I."

The End.

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A/N

Thank you, thank you, thank you following this story LoKnight shippers! It is thanks to you this story has gone so far. Can you believe it? It started out as a standalone story with a Alternate Ending, now it has turned into a very long story. Thank you for following the story of Loki Laufeyson god of Mischief and Knight Tackdottir goddess of spikes!

Their story has helped me regain the courage to write sequels again.

Now...for the last questions.

What do you think about the ending, LoKnight shippers?

What about the bucket list?

Comment below!