C249 First lesson

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After their late-night conversation, Tom and Loki came to a sort of gentleman's agreement.

They agreed to keep the prank war to pranks that won't kill, maim, cripple, cause criminal charges, ruin public opinion, or any other number of unfavorable outcomes.

"Alright, I agree. Now change me back into a man!" Loki demands angrily.

"Are you sure? You look quite nice the way you are." Tom asks as he gestures to Loki's massive boobs.

Feeling the urge to cover his chest, Loki does so and glares at Tom with annoyance clear in his stare.

"No, I want to be changed back this instant!" Loki exclaims in a hushed voice as he doesn't want someone to come in and misunderstand what's happening.

"Alright." Tom says with a shrug as he pulls out a vial with an orange-looking viscous liquid inside. "This should do the job."

"Should?" Loki doesn't like the sound of that.

"Yeah, it will either turn you back into a man or some breed of small dog, maybe?" Tom says with an unsure tilt of his head.

"What!?" Loki yells loudly for real this time.

"Hehe, just kidding." Tom laughs and throws over the potion vial.

Loki's eyes go wide as he carefully catches the vial, so it doesn't land and breaks on the hard marble floor.

"If I'm still a woman in the morning, no let me rephrase that. If I'm not back to normal by the morning, this agreement we came to will be null and void. I will use the most forbidden magic to make your life hell!" Loki says with the orange potion clasped in his hand as he leaves the room without another word.

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The next day, Loki was back to normal and Frigga thanked Tom for keeping his word during their first lesson together.

That's right, Tom was called for his first lesson with Frigga and it was pretty boring as most first lessons are.

She gave him a stack of books that needed to be read along with a lecture on Asgardian Magic.

"...There are three types of magic used on Asgard. First, we have things like Thor's thunder. He was born with this power and can instinctively use it with Mjolnir's help, but that's just because he never practices. Something that I believe you've fixed, haven't you?" Frigga asks with a smile on her face.

Recently, her more hard-headed and fight-loving son has been practicing his thunder diligently every morning, which was a big shock when she found out.

"Yeah, I told him that he's weak for relying on a hammer for his lightning and I wouldn't fight him again until he can control it himself." Tom says and receives a happy smile from Frigga.

"Thank you, I've been trying to motivate him to practice for a while now, but all he's ever cared about was fighting. I know for a fact that Odin is very thankful to you for this." She says.

"Well, Tell the old man that I said you're welcome." Tom says with a shrug.

With that out of the way, Frigga continued her lecture with a thankful smile.

"The second version is similar to your Mystic Arts taught in Kamar-Taj back on Midgard. This is what Loki and I practice, as we weren't lucky enough to be born with a special power like Thor. This magic is far more versatile than what anyone can be born with, but it takes hard work and dedication to master." Frigga says as she showcased some of her skills.

Suddenly, Tom and Frigga appeared in the dark vacuum of space. They were both floating next to one another, admiring the view around them.

Soon, they appeared back in the small library, sitting at a table with Tom's stack of books that he has to study.

"Was that an illusion?" Tom asks as he wasn't sure.

He could breathe just fine and he didn't feel like he was in the cold vacuum of space, yet everything looked so real.

This is coming from someone who has studied illusions and can usually tell when he's the subject of one.

"Maybe?" Frigga says with a smirk on her face.

Tom knew she wouldn't answer his question, so he simply shrugged and let it go. He'll learn sooner or later.

"Now, the last form of magic we have on Asgard is our technology! This is something my husband and I are very proud of. Asgardian technology is so advanced that it's seen as a form of magic. Even many of the Asgardian citizens see it this way as well. Of course, it goes without saying that we won't be sharing our technology with you. Though, if the Ancient One is willing to trade, we may consider it." Frigga says, wanting to get her hands on the magic behind the portals they use.

"I'll ask her what she's willing to trade and we'll see what she says." Tom shrugs as he doesn't really care about their tech.

He wants to start learning their magic before he worries about technology. There will be plenty of alien tech to scavenge in the future after all.