This is just a little one-shot that I came up with. I hope you enjoy it. And also please review!

Loki's Mothers Day

For some unknown reason Loki was in Stark talking to Tony Stark. I really don't know why he was even there, and not in Asgard, but he was there nonetheless.

Tony Stark did not get mail. He was far too high tech for paper, so it was quite a surprise when JARVIS told them that the mailman was at the door. Still, he told the security system to let him in, and got a card from him. He found the word "Mommy" written on the envelope. The mailman had already left, so he could not ask him about it. He figured they must have the wrong address. He laughed, and showed the card to Loki.

"Looks like they have the wrong house-"

"What day is it?" Loki interrupted

"Come again?"

"What day is it? Is it mothers day?" It seemed that the god of mischief actually wanted to make sure that this 'mommy' had a good mothers day.

"Yes, it is as a matter of fact. Why do you ask?" Tony Stark's voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Loki walked over to him looking rather angry, "Because! That card is for me! Sleipnir got it for me!" he snatched the envelope out of his hand.

"Woah woah woah, wait. Are you telling me that you are a Mother?" laughter edged his voice.

" I am. Do you find that amusing?" Loki snapped. Clearly he hd some issues with being laughed at.

"Um, yeah. I do."

Loki glared at Tony, he was very angry. "And why is that?"

"Well, let's see. You are a guy. You are also a mother. In my world, that just doesn't work out."

"Well in my world it does." and with that, he opened the card. It had a picture of Loki, and a horse with eight legs. Tony Stark looked over his shoulder.

"What is that thing?"

This had crossed a line. Loki completely lost it. He used his magic to form a crackling ball of energy, which he proceeded to throw at Stark as hard as he could. Before he lost consciousness he heard the angry mom say "Do not call my son 'that thing!"

After he finally woke back up, he saw Loki standing over him. "What happened?"

"You insulted Sleipnir. I couldn't help it."

"Who is Sleipnir?"

"My son."

"Who is an eight legged horse?"

"Yes."

At this point Stark made a decision. Some things were better left a mystery, "You know what? I don't even want to know what happened there."

And so he prevented further harm from coming to him, or his home.

THE END