The next couple of days flew by and before Loki knew it, it was the day before Christmas Eve and Loki was waking up to a blow on the face as he had expected.
"See you later," he muttered into his pillow and gave a small wave. Scarlett clutched his hand with her own and shook it a bit.
"I'll be home a little later than normal today because I'm going out shopping. I'll be home at around five, okay?"
"M'kay," he muttered.
"Bye then, weirdo," Scarlett teased. Loki scoffed and mumbled his reply.
She left for work.
Loki felt like he'd known her for his whole life (which was over 1,000 years). He could stay in her house forever. They laughed, helped each other out, watched films together and had amazing conversations which stimulated Loki the way no one else's words could.
He'd raised $96 over the past two days and all he needed was another $24 to reach his goal so he quickly got dressed and went to work.
He found a job that day in putting up Christmas lights. He got paid $30 for it fortunately, but he divided to try and squeeze a few pennies more out of the public. He ran a letter over to a friend for an elderly lady named Vivian and mowed a lawn for a gentleman named Sam. He painted a fence and brought a cat down from a tree and also sorted a garage. He earned an additional $45. At half two he went to buy Scarlett's gift. After he'd paid he still had $51 left, which he pocketed. Who knew when he'd need it?
When he got home he set to work enchanting the gift. He tested it and made improvements but he just couldn't get the effect he wanted. In a rage he kicked the bed. He swore and sat down. Head in his hands.
Then he thought.
Actually thought hard.
And with hard thinking always comes an idea.
Ah, there it was.
Loki cautiously tried the idea. It worked and for the first time in years, Loki cried with happiness.