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I prefer protector of the realm. [But he knows it doesn't matter anyway.

Thor raises his brow at the story. Both because it sounds morbid and because Taako seems to gloss over it.]

For what purpose?

I'll jot it down.

[He actually does - or, well, a blue magical hand writes it down on the chalkboard he has hanging on the fridge. The hand even underlines it.]

Oh, like, jealousy? He knew he was never gonna be as good as Taako so he tried to get rid of me.

[Thor gives the hand a flat look, but he nods in thanks and the smile returns to his lips.]

People take baking so seriously? [He's struggling to imagine it.] Did you kill him?

[Rude? He looks so offended.]

I was fucking famous. [So!! Yes!! People take it seriously.] And nah, he was gone by the time I figured it out, but now the entire reality we live in heard our song, including him, so I hope he's terrified that one of the people who stopped the apocalypse is gonna come fuck him up.

[Some of that sentence made sense.]

Famous for being a chef? [He doesn't mean to sound condescending, there just isn't an Asgardian Gordon Ramsay. If there were, he'd be a fearsome warrior.

Maybe that's why everything Taako said seems to make sense.]

If he came here, I could do to him what he did to you. [This is, of course, extremely comforting talk for Thor.]

First of all, I'm not taking that satisfaction from Lup.

[If anyone gets to tear Sazed a new one, it's her.

But also, Taako puts the vegetables in the oven, then goes into the fridge where he searches around for a moment before coming out with a cake container. He opens it, cuts a slice, and carefully sets it on a plate that's then set in front of Thor, with a fork on the side.

There are four layers to it, each of them perfectly flat, there are two thin layers of flourless chocolate cake, with one large layer each of caramel cremeux and chocolate mousse. The whole thing is covered in a caramel glaze.]

Eat.

I certainly won't stand in the way of revenge. [Not Thor, the leader of the illustrious Revengers.

Thor finishes making the coffee with good timing. He's comfortable just grabbing whatever he might need to make them. He asks Taako how he has it and makes it accordingly and pushes it toward him when he comes at him with cake.

He raises a brow at it, then at Taako, then he eats and the best compliment he offers is that he savours it rather shoveling it down.]

You've made your point well. [Very well, he's licking the fork.] Why do you not pursue fame here?

[There's still more work to be done on the food prep, but Taako figures he can take a little break to drink his coffee and watch Thor eat one of the better cakes he's made in the last couple weeks.

When the compliment finally comes, he looks very smug.]

It's a work in progress, but like, this place is a lot different than home. I had a travelling show, you know? Not the fucking internet and TV.

[Taako can appreciate Thor making all manners of pleased noises as he polishes off the cake. Just like the fork, he licks the plate.]

The internet and TV is great. I love the internet and TV. [He's so agreeable.] Correct me if I'm wrong, but you can't taste through the internet. How would you use it to your gain?

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[Hey he's very gay? Don't do him like this.

Thank god he can distract himself with his coffee until he's sure his voice is going to work, though he still has to clear his throat before trying.]

It's all about flair and presentation, like any kinda TV personality. You wanna make people jealous, so they buy your cookbook and cry themselves to sleep when they know their shit isn't half as good as yours would be.

[Thor notes Taako's reaction, and he doesn't even pretend not to notice. He smiles, because he's a tease, then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.]

Well, you certainly have flair. As for making people jealous.. [He shrugs.] But if you made things like that every day, I know lots of people would cry with envy.

[Yeah, yeah, Taako just rolls his eyes as if he hasn't just been caught out.]

That's how I like it. [People crying with envy?? Why is he so mean.] Anyway, uh, I'm pretty alright with where things are at now, it's not like I'm planning to stick around in this reality so it'd be a waste of energy to get super famous.

Maybe so, but it's difficult to live life as if you're waiting for the inevitable. There's no harm in taking chances for the present.

[He won't nag, he's just getting on everyone's case about this.] I will be sad to lose you when they decide to send you home.

[Taako's spent his whole life running and reaching for something more, there's a reason the Judges accused him of never being satisfied, because he's isn't, because whatever he has isn't enough, there could be more fame or more money or more security. It's a result of a childhood spent struggling, but it's exhausting.

But for once, he's content. This place isn't permanent, but he has Lup and Magnus and Lucretia, he has Rin who he's very fond of, and friends that he cares about. Their house is comfortable, safe, and he likes the work he's doing. He doesn't need to push himself.

That's hard to explain though, and while he likes Thor plenty, Taako isn't one to delve too deeply into his feelings in conversation.]

Maybe they'll send you home first, then you won't have to miss anyone.

[That's... sweet, though? No one's said that to him yet, even though he's sure it's true for a few people. the closest thing he got was Clark's letter, which is still tucked safely away in his room.]

I suppose that depends on whether we return with memories of this place. [He'll miss quite a few people, even when his mind is focused back on the troubles in his world.]

Even so, I fear there will be people I'll miss all the same. [Starts with an L, ends with a really bittersweet conversation about needing inter-dimensional space from one another.]

My money's on forgetting.

[How else could Lup have been from such an earlier time and not have said something? Or Lucretia or Magnus?

He's resigned himself to it, even if it stings a little, especially with his own issues about memories. But that's not really something to dwell on; Taako finishes his coffee, sets the mug down, snaps his fingers to clean his hands (magic!) then gets back to work. He can talk and make a dough, he just likes keeping his hands busy.

And because he can hear what Thor isn't saying:]

Loki's gonna stay here, isn't he?

[Thor doesn't mind if Taako occupies himself with a task. He almost wants to ask for another job, but he feels at this point he'd hinder more than help. He works on his coffee slowly, taking a sip before he responds.]

Rogers invited him back to his world.

[He says it as impassively as he can.]

They've known each other for like, six months? What the fuck?

[It's genuine confusion; in his mind that's nothing, not long enough to fall in love, not long enough to ask someone to leave their family, no matter how strained it is. He knew, vaguely, that things were serious between Steve and Loki, but this is still something he can't wrap his head around.

(He hasn't forgotten Kravitz saying he loved him, after only a few months, and it's lucky it happened in the middle of the apocalypse because otherwise Taako would've freaked the fuck out.)]

I left Asgard for a woman I'd known for a few days.

[He clears his throat.] It, ahh, didn't end well. But six months is a long time- for Loki at least.

[Moving on..]

He's adaptable. He'll make it work.

[can't relate]

What about you? Are you gonna make it work?

[Taako is bad at feelings, but there's a gentleness in the question that's there because this is about siblings and it's about siblings leaving, and Taako can't think of a single thing that would break his heart more.]

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It's not about me. Not anymore. [He smiles, because he's joking about it, but it's kind of mirthless.]

Loki believes he has lived in my shadow since we were children. He's done everything in his power to escape it, I see no reason to hold him back. [And he doesn't think Loki would stay if he asked, anyway.]

[Taako's quiet for a little while, focusing on kneading out the dough because he has to remind himself that Thor and Loki aren't like him and Lup. It's different and he can't compare the two, but it's - difficult, not to see their situation and ache.]

It'd kill me, if Lup left.

[Maybe that's an offer, for Thor to admit that he's not as okay with this as he's pretending to be. Maybe it's just the truth.]

Do you want him to stay?

More than anything.

[Thor says, frankly. He can play it cool, but there's no sense in lying about what he wants.]

But we're two different people on two very different paths and neither one of us can yield for the other. We diverge or we collide.

Have ya told him that?

[Taako and Lup don't always talk about their feelings, about what they want, but that's because it's never really been necessary. They can communicate without having to spell things out. Sometimes he gets the impression that half of the problems with Thor and Loki arise from misunderstandings.

Probably because Loki is awful at honesty.]

He knows it's not what I want, but I told him that he should pursue it, find a home and be happy.

[Thor isn't sure how much he should say. He knows Taako reasonably well, but he knows Loki is very close to him. He's not sure he would appreciate being spoken about, but maybe it will help him.

In a small, guilty way, Thor almost hopes Taako will help Loki stay. Not that it matters.]

I told him that he means everything to me, no matter where he is, but that he doesn't have to be with me.

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