The thing about Jane Foster is that once she gets a taste of something, she has an insatiable need to explore it until she’s learned absolutely everything she possibly can about it, and understands it completely. It’s an endearing kind of curiosity and adventurous nature and the thing that drew Thor to her in the first place, and once she has the Asgardian prince all to herself, she’s quick to pepper him with every question she’s ever had about the universe as a whole as well as his adventures and the places he’s seen along the way. It’s actually her first priority, because it’s the thing they’ve never really had time for when he was off saving the world.
(Well. Actually, it’s more like the second thing they do. The first is an entirely different kind of exploring that is very private and not relevant to this story, despite how much Darcy has nagged her for details.)
The point is, the universe has always been a place of infinite possibilities and infinite questions, the kind of thing where Jane would never have to worry about being wont for the next step in her research, because there’s always more to explore. The arrival of Asgardians and aliens on Earth have only further proved that there is so much more out there than humanity has ever considered, and while the military and others like it find the fact that Earth is behind the curve troublesome, Jane is just excited by the possibilities.
Thor, on the other hand, is mostly looking to understand Earth, in all of it’s nuances. Even on Asgard, he’s never lived a domestic life, being a prince and meant for greater things. He isn’t really meant for the domestic life on Earth either, what with the Avengers taking advantage of his continued presence by calling him away for missions here and there. It is on one of those missions that Thor returns, and states, matter-of-factly: “Clint Barton believes I would do well with a pet.”
The concept makes Jane blink – she can barely take care of herself, let alone another small dependent creature. It would be like having a child, and she isn’t ready for children. However, if Thor is interested in exploring the options, she’s hardly one to say no.
“ … Okay.”
“He claims there are shelters that house animals without homes – that that would be a good place to start.” There’s a pause as he settles on the couch next to her. “Perhaps for our outing this weekend, we might visit one?”
“ … Sure,” she says with a shrug. “Can’t hurt.”
“Excellent.” He smiles and it’s like the sun comes out, and that is most likely why she never entertained the idea of saying no. Just because they go to the shelter doesn’t mean they’ll come home with one, exactly. “Thank you.”
“Of course,” she smiles. “Just make sure you keep up your end of the bargain.”
* * * * *
Their outings are an arrangement they came to early in Thor’s arrival on Earth, a compromise so that Thor can see more of the world, and Jane wouldn’t lose herself completely in her work. They are mostly mundane, and things that Jane is more than accustomed to, but things that Thor will have to get used to if he’s going to be settling on Earth permanently. While he explored the best Earth had to offer, Jane will ask him general questions about the places he’s visited and people he’s met. And, most importantly, the science.
This particular outing, however, immediately gets sidetracked the moment Thor is introduced to the animals. Whether it’s a largest of dogs or tiniest of kittens, Thor handles them with a remarkable amount of tenderness and care, almost as though he’s afraid of injuring them under his considerable strength. He particularly takes to a tiny striped tabby that seems content to climb him like a tree at any given opportunity, and Jane is both ridiculously endeared and grateful it isn’t a dog.
(Dogs require a lot more attention on her part when Thor is out of town. Cats are at least fairly self sufficient.)
“Are you sure this is alright?” he asks as they start to fill out the paperwork (under Jane’s name since it isn’t as though Thor has a true legal presence on Earth). He’s standing over her shoulder while the kitten plays with one of the braids in his long hair.
“It’s fine,” she says with a small smile. “It’s your home too. And as long as we keep her away from the equipment, then everything should be fine.” She pauses to sign her name on the paper and smiles. “That should do it. She’s all yours.”
He grins widely at her again, that smile like sunshine, and Jane knows that it’s quite possible she’s signed up for a lifetime of being pushed out of her comfort zone and routine.
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(Well. Actually, it’s more like the second thing they do. The first is an entirely different kind of exploring that is very private and not relevant to this story, despite how much Darcy has nagged her for details.)
The point is, the universe has always been a place of infinite possibilities and infinite questions, the kind of thing where Jane would never have to worry about being wont for the next step in her research, because there’s always more to explore. The arrival of Asgardians and aliens on Earth have only further proved that there is so much more out there than humanity has ever considered, and while the military and others like it find the fact that Earth is behind the curve troublesome, Jane is just excited by the possibilities.
Thor, on the other hand, is mostly looking to understand Earth, in all of it’s nuances. Even on Asgard, he’s never lived a domestic life, being a prince and meant for greater things. He isn’t really meant for the domestic life on Earth either, what with the Avengers taking advantage of his continued presence by calling him away for missions here and there. It is on one of those missions that Thor returns, and states, matter-of-factly: “Clint Barton believes I would do well with a pet.”
The concept makes Jane blink – she can barely take care of herself, let alone another small dependent creature. It would be like having a child, and she isn’t ready for children. However, if Thor is interested in exploring the options, she’s hardly one to say no.
“ … Okay.”
“He claims there are shelters that house animals without homes – that that would be a good place to start.” There’s a pause as he settles on the couch next to her. “Perhaps for our outing this weekend, we might visit one?”
“ … Sure,” she says with a shrug. “Can’t hurt.”
“Excellent.” He smiles and it’s like the sun comes out, and that is most likely why she never entertained the idea of saying no. Just because they go to the shelter doesn’t mean they’ll come home with one, exactly. “Thank you.”
“Of course,” she smiles. “Just make sure you keep up your end of the bargain.”
Their outings are an arrangement they came to early in Thor’s arrival on Earth, a compromise so that Thor can see more of the world, and Jane wouldn’t lose herself completely in her work. They are mostly mundane, and things that Jane is more than accustomed to, but things that Thor will have to get used to if he’s going to be settling on Earth permanently. While he explored the best Earth had to offer, Jane will ask him general questions about the places he’s visited and people he’s met. And, most importantly, the science.
This particular outing, however, immediately gets sidetracked the moment Thor is introduced to the animals. Whether it’s a largest of dogs or tiniest of kittens, Thor handles them with a remarkable amount of tenderness and care, almost as though he’s afraid of injuring them under his considerable strength. He particularly takes to a tiny striped tabby that seems content to climb him like a tree at any given opportunity, and Jane is both ridiculously endeared and grateful it isn’t a dog.
(Dogs require a lot more attention on her part when Thor is out of town. Cats are at least fairly self sufficient.)
“Are you sure this is alright?” he asks as they start to fill out the paperwork (under Jane’s name since it isn’t as though Thor has a true legal presence on Earth). He’s standing over her shoulder while the kitten plays with one of the braids in his long hair.
“It’s fine,” she says with a small smile. “It’s your home too. And as long as we keep her away from the equipment, then everything should be fine.” She pauses to sign her name on the paper and smiles. “That should do it. She’s all yours.”
He grins widely at her again, that smile like sunshine, and Jane knows that it’s quite possible she’s signed up for a lifetime of being pushed out of her comfort zone and routine.
Oddly enough, she can’t really say she minds.