WindRider95

Just an idea I had that needed to be written down. A short oneshot~ Summary: Loki needs help but will someone come to his aid...? On an open, endless field in the middle of nowhere, Loki was running in the dark. He was almost tripping as his feet got tangled in the tall grass that stubbornly kept wrapping around his ankles due to the strong wind. Or was it really just the wind...? He could hardly see where he was running, but still he kept going, somehow knowing that there wasnt going to be anything his way. In the darkness, he could suddenly discern the contours of something that looked like a cave and even though his throat was painfully

Loki enjoys looking up to the Midgardian Moon. The stars on Asgard are more plenty, richer in their colours, but there is something about the 'Moon' that draws him in. Sitting on Starks Window ledge, hanging out of the gap, Loki will stare for hours, just watching as the object traces the sky, changing shapes with each passing day. It was what had gotten them together if Loki is honest with himself, which rarely happens. He had been passing by the others room in the Avengers headquarters; Stark had left his door open, so of course Loki had a peak. The view was amazing, and to top it all off Stark was no where in sight, so Loki had sat and w

"Tag, you're it!" An overly-hyper Tre said to his best friend, Billie Joe. They ran around the small park care-free, playing whatever game came to mind, even if it was the simplest of games. Tre was always determined to be the one to win, demanding do-overs when he knew he wasn't going to win. Billie ran as fast as he could, trying to keep up with that friend of his. Tre was the smaller of the two, even for the age of 6. The two seemed almost nothing alike at first glance, but watch the two of them for even a few minutes and you see the bond the two share. Even if the two were used to nap time and just starting school only a year before. Tr

"I bet you a weeks worth of fish I can get Tuff here without calling his name." "I'll take that bet."  Astrid said, looking puzzled as to how Hiccup expected to accomplish such a thing.  Tuff would rarely come when called as it was. Taking a breath, as if to steal himself for what was about to happen, Hiccup took off his vest, holding it by two fingers.  He grinned at Astrid and let it drop. Half a minute later Tuff was standing in front of them.  He had feathers in his hair and a lamb under one arm.  He didn't look out of breath, though he must have run across the entire village. "But….how?" Tuff grinned, shoving the lamb into Astr