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[Loki is up at a ridiculous early hour. He hurries to post a message on the corkboard and after that he hurries back into his room to rummage through his stuff and not wake Thor. When it is about sleepovers of a most epic kind Loki needs to come prepared, of course. He figures there might be blankets and a pillow so at least he does not have to drag that all through town.

He picks out some books, some clothes, grabs the notebook where he hid that weird note he has scribbled that one time he cannot remember. He is humming a song to distract him from the fact that he is more confused than anything right now. He has not been able to speak to Leah after their visit to the spa. He has been quite successful in avoiding her, actually, especially since the effect of the chocolates did not fade like they should. Still, sometimes he still peeked out of the window at nights to see if she was sitting there like she always did. Habits never really die easily, after all.

And that is where this epic sleepover comes in! And feel free to bump into him as he is running up and down floor five, making a mess of the kitchen or being far too loud during the morning.]

[Well, Loki arrives at House 44 quite on time. He's holding a bag filled with books and another bag with clothes. Really, the god of mischief is not one for many luggage.]

Hello! Hello! Hello! I have come for the great sleepover!

[He is waving to anyone who might spot him standing underneath a window or in front of the door. And of course he'll knock the door a couple of times for emphasis.]

[Written]

Dearest land of Luceti,

Since the great feast of Valentine has passed us I think it is an excellent time to assess eachother's experiences during this great feast. Have you been able to achieve great love through my excellent advices? Have you been able to make out with the tongues? Or did you even got the time to rut? After all, the feast of Valentines is an excellent opportunity for such acts of pleasure.

Dr. L. Laufeyson is once again open for all your remarks, suggestions, questions, assumptions, ideas, thoughts, opinions, feelings, views, presumptions, analyses, stories, could be's and should be's.

I am most interested in your stories and I shall answer all your questions just as accurate as I have done before, yes?

All the best in the Nine Realms and the like,

L. Laufeyson

PS: Is there anyone else still suffering from the effects from these chocolate treats? I am still rather eager to engage in the act of hugging. :-/

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Are you, perhaps, jealous of my older self? Is my older self a homosexual? Would that mean he would exchange saliva with Billy of New York as well? That would not be right, because Billy of New York is quite fond of Teddy. That would be cheating. And cheating would mean both parties have to engage in the old sport of throwing furniture at eachother.

[He is more musing to himself than talking to Spock, actually.]

His prime?

I think that is not the right word to describe Kirk's behaviour.

I think he is just fond of intercourse and kissing.

[Lesser men would have headdesked at this point...

...but not the Vulcan. Though he did stare at Loki for a long moment.]

Vulcans do not feel jealousy.

[Loki deadpans.]

That is a lie.

[Spock sighed and looked away...]

Be that as it may... I am adamant in my decision of leaving your other self and my Captain alone.

[Loki stays silent for a long time, his fingers tapping on the table. Some great thinking is taking place. A promiscuous captain, his older self involved and Spock being in denial.

Now what kind of great advice would suit the best?]

So you wish to make yourself suffer?

[If Leah would get involved with someone like that...Loki would not stand for it. In the end. At least.]

Instead of solving this rather complicated predicament?

[Spock closed his eyes and asked for patience....

When he opened them, it was to glare just a little bit at Loki.]

What would you have me do? Jim does not believe that. I. Love. Him. Either by some convoluted sense of depreciation, he does not think himself worthy of love, and therefore turns away from it.
I do not wish to force the matter, as he has allowed me more slack that I deserve.

....he is not ready.

[The tapping of fingers continues. Loki actually knows not much about love, especially when it comes to Star Trek Love Conundrums like this one. He tries to apply this to a variety of Midgardian films, or scripts provided by the world of online.

They aren't helping him much. So he has to rely on his own wit and his own knowledge. About love. Most tricky. Loki tells himself to choose his words wisely.]

Hmn.

The great sentiment of love is something that grows and develops non-stop. It alters, sometimes it grows deeper, sometimes love focuses on something or someone else. Sometimes you know it is not even there until you realize it.

[Right? Right.]

Everyone is worthy of love. Or to be loved. Ah, I think we have found the reason why your captain is so promiscuous right there as well.

[The tapping stops.]

I also think you have come with your own solution for this predicament, you see? Perhaps your captain is not ready now. But now is not later. Or later than later.

Normally I would say 'fight for your love'. But I think that is not applicable to this. My dear Spock of the Enterprise, it will be most agonizing for you but try to be his friend. Make him realize you are valuable to him. That valuable.

[He is not even joking anymore, this is the most serious Valentines advice out of his career.]

[Spock is silent....

...for a long time.

When he looks up at Loki, his brown eyes are expressive, and so painfully human.]

You are right. You have given me much to consider Mister Loki... I should meditate on it and simply be... Jim's friend. [...and show him how good they could be together.]

I should go now...
I thank thee for your time.

[Loki nods gravely. This has been a serious Valentines advice. One of a very serious kind.]

You are not one for conversation, right?

I do hope my great advice will be of help.

[He sits back and takes the half full glass of shaken milk in his hands.]

Fare ye well, Spock of the Enterprise. And do keep me updated about your situation.

[Spock, having a lot to think about, nods at Loki and lifts his hand in a Ta'al...]

Peace and long life Mister Loki...

[And with that...the Vulcan walked away.]

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Thanks m'dear! That was fun! ^_^ and sad...