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Welp. I'm getting kinda sick of this part of life here. Any old time we can stop with the random vanishings, that'd be stellar.

Isaac Lahey's suite is empty. He's gone. No idea when that happened. Allison Argent also vanished earlier this month. So that's a thing that's happened.

So, now that my abandonment issues have really been given plenty of fuel to last me through at least my mid-life crisis, a question. Last month due to the generosity of Tony Stark, I got my jeep back. Through careful conservation, I've managed to keep her running.

Except now a certain little dial is hovering just above the E on the left, and I'm kinda screwed. Anybody know where a guy can get his hands on some highly-refined petroleum? I'm not picky, the jeep can run on 87 octane, don't need any of that high-falutin' 93 stuff. Because, you know, the back of a giant turtle is probably full of crude oil deposits.

Oh, wait.

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[ The laugh that escapes Loki is surprisingly sheepish. Fun fact: Bianca intimidates him and bringing her up in conversation changes the whole focus. ]

I have already caused some certain vexation to dear Mistress Bianca in recent history. Perhaps I ought to just let you owe me a boon.

Oh, dude. No. Noooo~ Bad idea.

I appreciate the offer, I do. But not if it's going to involve Mrs. Reyes yelling at me eventually.

[Bianca intimidates everybody. She is fierce. And amazing.]

You know what, it'd amuse me to reverse the paradigm. Not properly tricksterish if we don't go against expectation.

Do something thoughtful for her. Something mortal maternal sorts like. You've one of those yourself, I imagine, so you'd know.

[Stiles audibly gasps a sharp breath in through his nose, and then clenches his jaw. A beat, and then the easy smirk is back.]

Yeah.

I did once.

[ Not touching that with a ten foot pole. ]

My terms: gasoline for your jeep in exchange for one legitimate smile from Mistress Bianca granted because of your actions.