#(it's always a sad day when thor of all ppl expects an ulterior motive)

[magnusmodig]

"unprompted" ( cont. from ! ) / @mischiefmodig / ALWAYS ACCEPTING !

╰┈➤ There seems to be no sign of entry around the place, however, on top of Thor's bed is a small package. Inside of which are a few pastries of various fruit flavors. ( apple, mixed berry, and star fruit. ) There is no note, just a small card which reads: ᛏᛁᚾᚴ᛫ᛁᚱ᛫ᛁᚴᚴᛁ᛫ᚨᛚᛚᛏᛁᛐ᛫ᚼᚢᚨ᛫ᛐᛁ᛫ᛋᛁᚱ᛫ᚢᛏ᛫ᛏᛁᛚ᛫å᛫ᚢᛅᚱᛁ ( things are not always what they seem. ) Wonder who left it there...

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 over in his hand. then , looked over the small box of pastries. there was no doubt in his mind exactly who had managed to slip in and out of his abode with scarcely a trace. the pastries spake of memories long past. they were tokens of a bygone era ; TRADITIONS forged in a brotherly youth.

. . . even still , thor found himself perplexed by their presence.

he stored them carefully away , and awaited his opportunity to ask after them.

thor got his opportunity later , having caught sight of his brother from the province rooftops. he carved a path towards his brother's balcony through the villa's connected veranda , and settled nearby loki's side.

❝  and here i thought our mother had taught you not to be such a scamp, ❞ he jested lightly , slowly shaping the words upon his tongue. they were born stiff there , and the silence between them weighed as thor strung his thoughts together. eventually he landed on the most tactic most tried and true : short and simple. ❝  whatever possessed you? ❞