Finding a fan club in the cafe's official 'pin of instant teleporting to fan club houses' turns out to be fruitless. Not a house is linked. I decided to browse the houses. I walk down the street watching signs going from 'Reasons why you hate/love summer' to 'Rate the person beside you!'. Not all of them started with the word 'r'. I went down and down seeing new houses springing up behind me and previous houses moving forwards at every interaction made inside.

It puzzled me how this system works.

I came to a stop at a house reading 'Loki's army come here!'.

MY army.

Making my way to realm fame may start here. I open the gate to the house, walk up the stairs, and stop at the door. A highlighted number is on the white box just above the middle of it. The door, to my surprise, did not have a knob instead it had a keyhole in the shape of a 'W'. I search my pockets for what else the group had given me on my arrival.

Nothing, just the magnifying glass.

I knock on the door, lightly, three times.

I lower my hand hearing a rush of hard speeding noise from behind the door.

"Hello!" I saw a third me with a mustache open the door. A name appears above third me's head reading 'Randomgirl27'. "Oh good, another fan!" I assumed off the username this mortal is a girl. She takes a step to the side so welcomingly. "Come in!"

I made my way into the thread house walking past Randomgirl27. The ceiling is decorated in some paint and designs it reminded me of a hotel back in another era of Midgard. The spiral crystal clean staircase lead up to another floor. Not a sound is coming from the floor above.

RandomGirl27 closes the door.

"Right this way,fellow fan!" RandomGirl27 said, cheerfully walking down the hall.

"I am not a fellow fan," I said, following after RandomGirl27. Yes, not only had Tony given me a lesson about the culture behind 'FanFiction' he explained to me the people who made these works of art are people devoted to whatever they like. "I am searching for Wattpadheim fame."

RandomGirl27 laughs, quite lowly, as we went down the hall.

"Fame," RandomGirl27 said. "Wattpad Fame is not easy to get."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"It takes a long time, being social, and writing," RandomGirl27 said.

RandomGirl's voice echo down down the hall.

The door is made out of a unique type of wood.

How remarkable, Wattpadheim has unique trees that echo back sounds whenever someone knocks on them. Now I do not want to picture how many times people knocked on them just so they wouldn't get sick after mentioning how everyone is getting sick. That would have been a large echo for a forest.

"You don't hit one thousand views over night unless it is One Direction or 5 Seconds of Summer fanfiction," RandomGirl27 said, turning her head towards me. "Boy bands are the 'whats hot' of this generation."

"I thought Justin Bieber was the 'what's hot'." I said.

"Welcome to two thousand fifteen," RandomGirl27 said. "Where Fictional Character Fan Fictions take longer!"

I feel dread at the thought of never reaching a big number.

"Time passes quickly," I said. "One minute ago it was two thousand fourteen."

"In certain countries it is different years and not the same," RandomGirl27 said. "Just like time."

I nod pretending to agree with RandomGirl27.

RandomGirl27 comes to a sudden halt.

"Ah ha!" RandomGirl27 said. "We're at the latest discussion!"

I lean over hearing voices from the other rooms.

I lean back forwards to see what my brother would view as madness. Maybe madness is not the correct term but it is certainly strange to see people appearing to be me in the same room. I take step forwards right into the large rounded room. A room where different people are chatting in various sized groups. Some of these people look similar to me while a majority of them resemble people I know from Midgardian Films.

RandomGirl27 made a sharp whistle.

Everyone's attention focused on me.

"Give our new fan club member a warm welcome!" RandomGirl27 said.

I will leave out how they welcomed because to be honest I wouldn't want to repeat it. After the welcoming they asked me about how I discovered myself, how long I have been a fan of myself, and how many movies I have viewed with myself dancing around. Dancing around is not the right term but certainly it sounded like a dramatic dance copying every little detail that happened up until two years ago.

"Hold on," I said, holding my hand up. "Are you saying in your realm I-I mean Loki disguised himself as a guard and returned to Asgard and then off screen killed Odin so it explains how he was on the throne holding the very important spear?"

They all nodded.

"I am sorry, but I never would do that." I said. "The events of the attack almost coincide what happened on Asgard but Frigga never died nor did Odin. Jane, on the other hand, she didn't really come out of it 'fine'."

"What is your story called?" They ask.

"This is what really happened," I said. "And it is not a story."

Their faces turn into frowns and pouts.

"I wanna read it." DiscReason280 said.

"Then read the Royal story," I said. "You're bound to be lost by it."

Suddenly DiscReason280 had a book in their hands and walks away from the group. I saw the title of the book. My book. How in the realm of Asgard did they come across it while speaking to me? It didn't make sense in fact none of it made any sense.

"So how long ago did you start writing it?" One asks.

"He joined yesterday, I think he's been writing for a long time." RandomGirl27 said.

"Why yes," I said. "I just landed in this realm."

"OH my Loki!" DiscReason280 squeals. "THIS ONE DOESN'T SAY DARLING!"

They all faced my direction.

"You have not viewed Tom Hiddleston's videos?" Lokisgal said.

"No, and I do not intend to watch videos of a man I barely know." I said.

"He is the one who portrays Loki in the Marvel Movies!" Another user said.

"Well..." I said, tapping my fingers together. "How would you like if I showed you...some magic?" I raise up my brows. "Because I am, most definitely, the one you are fangirling about."

"Try us!" They shout.

I sent a flicker of magic on RandomGirl27's mustache and made it into a beard.

They gasp.

"He just didn't do that!" Lokisgal said.

"I just did," I said. "And that beard looks horrible on me." I snap my fingers and a thin western mustache replaces the beard above RandomGirl27's lips. "That looks better."

"I..." RandomGirl27 is stumbling in her speech. "Uh...How...I...I didn't...change my..." Knocking came down the hall. "Be right back!"

RandomGirl27 zips out of sight. I take out my magnifying glass from my coat pocket. Now what is the saying to see the real person behind the username? It involved something about 'See'. Right! It involved 'I see you' and a little properly polite set question.

"May I see you?" I ask.

They nod.

"I see you," I said, holding up the magnifying glass.

Oh by the seas of Asgard so many of my fans are girls. A lot of them. So if I use them to my advantage advertising my story in the state where it belongs then many girls are going to find my story quite easily. A smile slips on my face while lowering the magnifying glass. The perfect way to hit realm fame is by using my army.

"Can we see you?" They ask.

"You already see me," I said. "This is what I look like." I slip the magnifying glass back into the coat pocket. "No-" I watch many of these users kneel down to me. This is very weird and uncomfortable to see myself kneeling to me. I would be fine by others kneeling to me but me kneeling to myself is beyond. "Those with my avatar stand up."

Many stood up.

"I want all of you to advertise my story in the Fan Fiction state," I said.

"Can we do it? Yes we can!" One of them bursts into song. "Loki the writer can we advertise it? YES WE CAN."

"Everywhere," I said ignoring the lyrics. "Any thread house for that matter." Some of them rub their hands together and a gleeful glint sparkles in their mortal eyes. "Go make many for all I care but do make sure to leave a portal leading to my story. Comments and hitting the stars on the sides are very appreciative."

"And what about you, our king?" They ask.

"I will watch and make my own threads." I said,confidently.

"We can make two thread houses per hour," Lokisgal said. "So if no moderators are on we can make this thing work baby!"

"By the way,Loki, you have a gorgeous face." DiscReason280 said. "Can I touch it?"

"No," I said. "Never in your dreams."

RandomGirl27's chatter is carried down the hall.

This will be a grand mission!