you invade sakaar.

the grandmaster stood a ways away from you and loki. you both had gained his favor, both through different ways, but it didn't matter. he trusted the both of you, which led to the moment where you both sat on a large couch in the foyer of his skyscraper-mansion, exchanging different stories with the locals.

"no, no, you tazed me!" you spat sarcastically, not truly mad about how your welcoming into the planet was handled. the creature wailed something that was inconceivable by both you and loki, and you shrugged to yourselves.

suddenly, a loud yelling from a strangely familiar voice called out, and your head suddenly turned to see thor sitting on a chair with the grandmaster looming over him.

loki caught sight of his brother, as well, and immediately held out a fist. you did as well, beginning a match of rock, paper, scissors to see who would have to deal with the god of thunder.

you pulled scissors, loki pulled rock.

he smirked, leaning back in his chair and sipping on a glass of the sakaarian wine. "don't for me." he smiled, motioning his hand over to thor as you rolled your eyes at the god of mischief, standing up and sliding over to where thor sat.