Strange: Thor Odinson. God of Thunder.
Thor holds up a ratty umbrella, ready to defend himself.
Strange: You can put down the umbrella.
Thor gives Strange a sideways look but then sets his umbrella down. When he looks back up, the environment is furnished.
Thor: y/n!
y/n: Thor!
Doctor Strange clears his throat.
Thor: So earth has wizards now?
Strange: The preferred term is "Master of the Mystic Arts."
Thor: Alright wizard, who are you? Why should I care?
Strange: My name is Doctor Stephen Strange and I have some questions for you. Take a seat.
Thor, y/n and Strange are now sitting in high-backed chairs.
y/n: This is nice.
Strange: Tea?
y/n: Please.
Thor and y/n now have cups of tea in their hands.
Thor: I don't drink tea.
Strange: What do you drink?
Thor: Not tea.
Thor now has a stein of beer in his hand. He drinks it throughout the scene, but it always stays full. y/n blows on his cup of tea.
Strange: Sugar?
y/n: We better be talking about the tea.
Strange chuckles.
Strange: So I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother Loki is one of these beings.
Thor: He's a worthy inclusion.
Strange: Then why bring him here?
Thor: We're looking for my father.
Strange: So. If you were to tell you where Odin was, all parties concerned would promptly return to Asgard?
Thor: Promptly.
y/n: So you didn't even need me to fight Loki?
Strange: No I did. He attacks you in a lot of the outcomes.
Thor: Excuse me...
Strange: Oh right, I'll help you.
Thor: If you knew where he was, why didn't you call me?
Strange: I have to tell you, he was adamant that he not be disturbed. Your father said he had chosen to remain in exile.
y/n: And you don't have a phone.
Thor: No, I don't have a phone, but you could have sent an electronic letter. It's called an email.
Strange: Yeah, do you have a computer?
Thor: No. What for?
Strange: ...
Thor: Anyway, my father is no longer in exile. So if you could tell me where he is, I can take him home.
Strange: Gladly. He's in Norway.
Strange stands up and suddenly they are standing by a book- case. Strange takes down an ancient book, flips through it.
Strange: I'm just seeing whether this incantation requires any Asgardian modifications. Thor reaches out to the bookcase to steady himself.
Strange: Nope.
Suddenly they are across the room at Strange's work station. Because Thor was touching the bookcase, he has magically brought it across the room as well.
Strange: Oh, we don't need that.
y/n chuckles.
Suddenly Thor is back across the room. Books fall off the shelf and Thor's beer spills. He is queasy and unsteady from the teleporting.
Thor: Will you stop doing that?
y/n: Yeah please, I've just had a steaming cup of tea and about six whiskies.
Strange: I need just one strand of your hair.
Thor: Let me explain something, my hair is not to be meddled wi-
y/n yanks a strand of hair and passes it to Strange who smiles at him. Strange extends the hair, infuses it with magic, does a few gestures that create a bright light and suddenly...
Bottom of the stairs. Strange and y/n are standing. Thor is rolling down the stairs. A magic portal leading into a peaceful meadow has opened beside Strange.
Thor: We could have just walked.
Strange: He's waiting for you. y/n, thanks for coming.
y/n: No problem, we should get a drink sometime.
Thor: All right.
y/n: Umm...
Strange: Don't forget your umbrella.
Thor: Yes.
Thor extends his arm and holds out his hand. Crashing noises are heard. Lots of crashing noises.
Thor: Sorry...
Finally the umbrella flies into his hand.
Thor: I suppose I'll need my brother back.
Strange: Yeah, right.
Suddenly we hear screaming.
From above, Loki drops out of a portal. He lands hard on the floor and then staggers to his feet. On edge, confused. Seeing y/n does not help
Loki: ...I have been falling...for thirty minutes! Civil Warrior? Oh I am going to enjoy this...
Strange: You can handle him from here.
Loki eyes up y/n.
Thor: Yeah of course.
y/n: Umm Strange..
They shake hands.
Thor: Thank you very much for your help.
Strange: Good luck.
Loki: Handle me? Who are you?
y/n steps between Loki and Strange.
Thor: Loki.
Loki draws a dagger, ready to attack Strange.
Loki: You think you're some kind of sorcerer? Don't think for one minute, you second-rate-
Strange: Alright, buh-bye.
y/n: No, wait!
Strange gestures with both hands and pulls the magic portal over them. Just like that, Thor, y/n and Loki are gone.
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