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Day 08

"When there is kindness, there is goodness. When there is goodness, there is magic."

It was torture. Mind-numbing torture that slowly eroding his mind.

"I have to tell you a secret that will see you through all the trials that life can offer. Have courage and be kind."

A sickening lovey dovey moment happened between the pauper of a heroine and the spineless pretty boy who, in his opinion, has no business being a prince if he was willing to throw everything - fame, status and fortune - for such a plain looking woman that has absolutely no defining traits at all.

"And so Kit and Ella were married. And I can tell you, as her fairy godmother, that they were counted to be the fairest and kindest rulers of the kingdom had known. And Ella continued to see the world not as it is, but as it could be, if only you believe in courage, and kindness, and occasionally, just a little bit of...of magic."

The movie ended.

"I hate it," was Loki's immediate response.

The doctor sighed. "That's alright," Doctor Akasuna (or Sasori as Loki had begun addressing him in his head), closing the laptop he had brought. "I despise it too. However, the Director wished you to learn something from it-"

"You mean to punish me for attempting to escape a few days prior."

"...oh, that too," the redhead nodded, smiling a little.

Loki gritted his teeth, scowling.

Of course, it would be amusing for him, since he was not the one forcibly strapped to a chair and made to watch the sorry excuse of Midgardian entertainment.

It did not help his mood that his fingers kept on twitching and that he felt the restless need to move and do something due to the pent up energy that he had because the redheaded fool though it would be wise to drown him in a pot of caffeine of insane amounts so that he could not fall asleep and take his torture like a man.

Sasori was very very lucky that Loki was incarcerated at the moment.

"So, Beautiful, what have you learned?"

That patronizing tone was not helping.

Loki glowered but answered nonetheless. Anything to get out of this chair faster. It was ridiculously itchy. And ghastly pink. "Being the true born means that you are stuck in a restrictive lifestyle and suffocation from overbearing busybodies that are irritatingly persistent in wanting to make your life an absolute Hel."

"No, that's not the right-" Sasori paused, re-opening the laptop and clicking to re-watch a couple of scenes. Loki had to hand it to the doctor, he did not cringe in horror, not even once. "Well, yes. Alright. I see your point," he said, closing back the laptop. Sasori levelled him with a look. "Anything less personal than that?"

"I discovered that humans are dimwitted and stupid as I had originally viewed them to be," Loki offered.

"Try again. Think hard about this. You want to get out of that chair, don't you, Beautiful?" Sasori smirked.

Curses and profanities ran through his mind like a commentary, and it took Loki considerably effort not to let any of it pass through his lips. This was not the right time for verbal assault, not when the doctor, damn him, had the upper hand in this situation.

"Courting mortal women is a total waste of time?" Loki grounded out.

Sasori sighed. "I will make you re-watch it if you don't give me a satisfactory answer within the next minute or so."

"Allow yourself to be deluded into believing in the naviety of magic and that everything will get better because fairy godmothers actually exist to grant you a perfect fairy tale endings. Ignore reality because it never conforms to whatever you want."

"I'm serious, Loki. Don't make me press the replay button." The doctor opened the laptop to drive home his point.

The former Asgardian will never admit that the action actually caused him to pale and sweat a little. As if he was scared.

Loki scowled harder. "...have courage and be kind?" he sneered.

Sasori turned away to hide his grimace. He coughed into his hand. Even Sasori could not deny that the turn of phrase was horribly cliche and sickening to hear. Coupled with the plastic actors and predictable plots and waste of good villains, it only highlighted the low quality of the movie. "Right, yes. Correct, you may leave."

"I would love to despite that fact that I am currently chained to the chair at the moment," Loki said, pointedly looking at his chains.

A pair of amber orb eyed the chair. "How about no?"

Hell no.

"Don't you dare renegade on our deal," Loki growled out. "Get me out of these binds NOW."

"Now, threatening me won't help your case, Beautiful."

Loki was almost proud of how he ignored that detestable nickname with ease. At the same time, he was disgusted at how he had adapted to this mortal's antics. How the mighty have fallen.

"I hate you."

Sasori only smirked in response.

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A/N: A crack-fic to balance out the descriptiveness of some of the chapters. Also, I really dislike the Cinderella (2015) movie. A despicable caricature of the original story.