Loki blinked himself awake, the plain white ceiling meeting his eyes. He sat up in his bed and yawned, wondering what’d woken him up. He turned his head to look at the clock, and noticed that it was still fairly early for him. Earlier than usual, anyway. He didn’t have to work today, so he should’ve been sleeping till noon. He checked a phone and found out that he had something like 20 unread messages. So far, so standard. He didn’t have anything against people who messaged him, but he just couldn’t be bothered checking his phone. Loki felt a nagging feeling of Déjà vu, but he felt something like that every morning, because he didn’t read his texts all that often. Shrugging the feeling aside, he tossed it back onto his bed and walked down the stairs.

The first thing in line for the day was always breakfast, as always. In the downstairs kitchen, he quickly looked around to see if Tom and Claire were around. He noticed a note on the table and took it to read.

[quote=Tom and Claire]Loki and Scarlett,

We’re off to buy some groceries. We made you some breakfast, so eat it. Loki, that means you. No Lucky charms with tonnes of sugar. You’ll just get diabetes. Also, we’ve closed up shop today, because… You know. Don’t worry about selling flowers today and take it easy. And seriously, Loki. No lucky charms.
[/quote]
Loki smiled at the note. It was Tom and Claire’s anniversary today, so he should leave them alone for the time being. He looked back at the table and noticed that there was indeed a plate of food, wrapped in cling wrap. He glanced over to the sink and saw that there was another dish in it, implying that Scarlett had already had breakfast. 

He looked at his own plate and noted that they were pancakes. That was good. But pancakes were only as good as their toppings, and Loki was in some kind of stupid mood, so he moved to the pantry and grabbed his box of lucky charms. Looking in the cupboard, he quickly located a bowl and a spoon. He also took the sugar pot, some maple syrup and the milk and sat down on the table. The operation was ready to begin.

First of all, Loki took the cling wrap off of the pancakes and swiftly extracted them from the plate and plopped them into the bowl instead. He took the plate and put it in the sink to wash later. Secondly, he added some maple syrup onto the pancakes. Afterwards, he tipped the box of lucky charms out onto the pancakes and added some sugar onto it. Next, he added some more maple syrup and finished it off with milk. An unholy mixture of sugar and pancakes was just what he needed to start the day. Loki stared at the mixture for a while, sizing up the challenge. 
[i]Maybe this was a bit too much.[/i] Loki thought.
He shrugged. It would be a waste not to eat it now, especially since he put effort into it. He sunk his spoon into a pancake and severed the piece, his spoon coming up with a bit of pancake and some lucky charms. He put the whole thing in his mouth and smiled as the sweetness permeated through his body. The feeling of déjà vu came back, however, and Loki didn’t know why. He quickly finished the rest of his breakfast and washed the dishes, heading back upstairs to take a shower.

Shower done, he fell onto his bed once again. Today was a rare day of doing absolutely nothing, so he wanted to take advantage of it. He took his phone and opened up his new app: Angry birds Meta edition. Yup, it existed. Thanks to the reformation movement (that he was slightly a part of), Metas got a much more favourable view in society, and the meta edition of Angry birds was a bid to make relations better, which came out around 2 years ago. He was busy then, so he never had a chance to play it, but he figured he could use the time to finish it now.

As the colourful intro finished, he was treated to another colourful splash screen, displaying the assorted ‘birds’ throughout the game. He recognised a few, like Owlman, and Light, who he worked with on that movie one time. The majority of the birds he only really knew from reputation, but it was interesting nonetheless. Loki played it for a few minutes before the sense of Déjà vu came back, harder than ever. He felt like he was replaying an exact situation he’d had once before, but he couldn’t figure out what exactly he’d done. Sighing, he closed the game. He couldn’t concentrate. Instead, he checked his texts.

As he scrolled through his standard parade of movie offers, his feeling of déjà vu got stronger and stronger, until he happened on a message.

[quote]To Trickster: You don't know me, but Gary Stuart has fond memories of you. If you are still working for cash, I have 5 Million if you can find out stuff about the Underground Movement; also, if you encounter any plans to mass-murder another few thousand people like in Disney, don't hesitate to tell me. Oh, and if I and your leader can meet in person, I'll be visiting Gary at the StuCorp labs.[/quote]
“Ah.” Loki said out loud.
That was what’d woken him up. He checked the time, and it was dated to about an hour ago.
[i]Better get dressed.[/i] He thought.

A few minutes later, Loki was ready. Shirt, tie, pants, belt, sweater, coat, throwing knives and the secret weapon. Loki had a particular holster for it, and he slid his ‘secret weapon’, a cylindrical object, into a holster on his belt. He made his way down the stairs, pulling on his socks while hopping on one foot. He passed by Tom’s bedroom door and stopped for a moment, contemplating something. He decided that he would bring it, and ducked into Tom’s room to grab it.

Behind the bookshelf lay Loki, Tom and Claire’s old army stuff. Fatigues, bullet proof jackets and more importantly, their guns. There was only one he wanted for now. He shoved the bookshelf aside and took a slightly dated pistol from the rack. He took it out of the holster and did some basic checks, ensuring that it could work. Satisfied, he hooked it onto his belt and put the bookshelf back into place. It was Loki’s old favourite pistol. It had served him well in his time of service, and he felt like having it around for now.

Exiting the room, he made his way to the front door, grabbing his shoes on the way. As he put them on and tied the laces, he remembered that Scarlett was still here. 
[i]Things are a bit different this time around...[/i] Loki reflected.
“Hey, Scarlett!” He called. “I’m going to be out for a while, so don’t open the door to any strangers, alright?”
With that, he exited the flower shop and headed towards Stucorp.