Odin: Stop!
Loki: Am I cursed?
Odin: No.
Loki: What Am I?
Odin: You're My Son.
Loki: What More Than That?
*long silence*
Loki: The casket wasn't the only thing you took from Yotunheim, was it?
Odin: After the battle, I went into the temple and I found a baby. Small, for a giant's offspring. Abandoned, left to die, Laufey's son.
Loki: Laufeyson?
Odin: Yes.
Loki: Why? You were knee-deep in Yotun blood. Why would you take me?
Odin: You were an innocent child.
Loki: No. You took me for a purpose. What was it?
Loki: TELL ME!
Odin: I thought we could unite our kingdoms, bring about an alliance, bring about a permenant peace, through you.
Loki: (softly) what?
Loki: So I am no more than another stolen relic, locked up, here, until you might have use of me?
Odin: Why do you twist my words?
Loki: You could have told me what I was from the beginning. Why didn't you?
Odin:
Loki: Why? Because I am the monster parents tell their children about at night? You know, it all makes sense now. Why you favor Thor all these years, beacause no matter how much you claim to love me, you couldn't have a frost giant sitting ob the throne of Asgard!
Poor Loki
