Hyjacking planes was getting more and more difficult by the day. Especially with three bags full of napalm in the hold and another two carry on. This was a small cargo plane used for sky diving. He had thrown the pilot and the four passengers out earlier in the flight (with parachutes naturally, no freebies unless it couldn’t be avoided) and was working on getting his suitcases out of the baggage hold while the plane was on autopilot just about to enter into Canadian airspace. He had to watch that. If people realised too soon he was up to no good then this wouldn’t work. 

He hummed to himself as he got the napalm ready, responding to the radio when necessary. He turned the plane around, flying low over NYC. He released the jellied petroleum over Central Park, setting fire to the trees, lighting up the night sky. He coughed from the noxious fumes and turned the plane to the left a little releasing more napalm from the plane.

It looked like ‘Nam war film. He knew the jelly would stick to the trees as it burned, creating a blanket of fire, sucking the oxygen out from under the canopy, replacing it with Carbon Dioxide and Carbon Monoxide. A deadly mix. Loki was gonna get the party he wanted anyway. He flew the plane as far as its small tank would take them, surprisingly over a field in Pennsylvania. He crashed the plane, blowing it to pieces with a stick of dynamite and teleporting back to New York in time to buy marshmallows before the last of the fires were extinguished. Wade did his job well. It would take days before they were out completely. Now he could sit back, relax, toast some marshmallows and no one would suspect a thing if he didn’t gloat about it.

Why did I starting watching Freaks and Geeks at 3am? I’m never going to get to sleep! 

No. I had a GREAT weekend! I don’t think people have partied like that since 1999. 

What a perfect way to go out.