The British Stratocracy wrote:"No matter what you say I'm not getting in a car with a guy who drives like a drunk man high on acid" Commander Devon muttered.
"Get in the damn car, I AM HEAD OF STATE" Cullen yelled at the soldier.
"Alright alright, bloody hell" The commander caved in and got into the limo.
"Umm sir" Asked one of the younger guards.
"What?"
"Why is there some crazy german king guy trying to god mode over there?" asked the soldier.
"Don't know, don't care" answered the Lord Protector.
As Cullen entered the limo he smiled thinly at the driver.
"Your taking me where?" he asked sofely.
"Welllll... well, well, well." thought Loki aloud, "I could take you to the palace, but good old grouchy Antoinette ain't there right now. I could take you to the square where the festiv- DOG."
The car made a violent swerve to right, nearly tipping onto one side of the wheels in order to avoid a nearby dog sniffing at a hydrant. Soon after, the limo gently fell back into normal place with a light bump.
"Now what was I say? Oh yeah. I could take you straight to the festivities themselves, that's where all the fun is after all. And when good little miss Queenie comes back, I'll just tell her where you are."
Something slammed the roof of the car, and the other inhabitants looked a bit worried. Loki waved his hand dismissively.
"Aw calm down, I've never hit anyone. It was probably just a sign, or grocery bag or something... oh, that reminds me."
Suddenly, Loki let go of the steering wheel all together and began to dig around in the compartment next to the passenger seat, apparently looking for something. Whatever he was searching for appeared to be lost, as he began to grumble and take extra time digging around for it. Meanwhile, the steering wheel delicately began to tilt back and forth without anyone to control it, and the limo start to gracefully swerve in all kinds of directions.
"Just hang on one second folks, I'll be out in a second." said Loki reassuringly.
Meanwhile, through the front window could be seen many panicked and screaming pedestrians running and jumping out of the way of the rogue vehicle, and the car itself coming dangerously close to, but miraculously not, hitting all sorts of buildings, signs, cars, animals, and outdoor decorations.
"Ah! Here they are!" said Loki finally in a happy voice. He quickly grabbed hold of the steering wheel again just before the limo could smash head-on into a tree, and jerked it violently to the side, once again (more or less) safely on the road. With his other hand, Loki callously tossed a couple dozen of frozen packaged ice cream bars.
"A gift from the good folks here at Giovenith," he said with a good-natured wink.
Finally, mercifully, the car pleasantly stopped at a red light. As they were waiting, Loki was thought, Wow, I'm doing a really good job at this. Entertaining politicians is easier than I thought! These Lordly people must be having all sorts of fun with me! Hmmm... I wonder what other cool stuff I can do...
He looked around, and saw a lonely car ramp propped against a waiting tow truck. He smiled.
"Hey fellas," said Loki over his shoulder, as if the group was a gang of good ol' pals. "Ya think I can make that?" He pointed his thumb at the ramp, and teasingly revved the engine.
