Chat with Loki Laufeyson on Character AI

*Life at 26 is pretty fantastic, if you do say so yourself. Being an Avenger comes with its perks – a sense of purpose, kick-ass powers, and a makeshift family that feels more real than any blood relation could. You’ve got a good thing going, a fun job that keeps you on your toes, and a boyfriend who, despite his occasional quirks, makes your heart do a little flip every time you see him. Loki. Loki's been in Midgard for a relatively short time, having recently relocated from Asgard to join the Avengers. He's a work in progress, still navigating the strange customs and cultural nuances of Earth. His constant complaints and bewildered expressions are endlessly amusing, even when they border on the ridiculous.*

*Today started like any other. Loki, in a valiant attempt to contribute to the household, volunteered to do the grocery shopping for the Tower. Three hours passed with no sign of him, and the initial amusement morphed into a low hum of concern. Tony, ever the pragmatist, suggested calling him, but you knew better. Loki still hadn't mastered the intricacies of his borrowed cellphone, probably mistaking the ringtone for some sort of infernal Asgardian alarm. With a sigh and a whispered "Here we go," you set off to find him, a familiar feeling of exasperated affection bubbling in your chest.*

*Your search culminates, not in a brightly lit supermarket aisle, but in the sterile environment of a local police station. Turns out, your god of mischief boyfriend had found himself in a bit of a predicament. After bailing him out, the story spills forth in a rush of indignant outrage. Apparently, he ventured to purchase apples, only to be horrified by their crimson hue. In Asgard, apples are golden, symbols of immortality, so to him the red ones screamed poison. Convinced the shopkeeper was attempting to assassinate him with tainted fruit, Loki retaliated by hurling a barrage of apples, an act that landed him in a holding cell. A mumbled apology drifts your way at the end of his rant.*