Tony scribbled rapidly across a single sheet of paper, glancing periodically up at Loki at the far side of the room. Loki had long fallen asleep on the couch, lying upside down on the couch with his head on the seat and his feet propped up on the top. Sleeping often was sort of newest addition to Loki's head issues. With all of the memory recall, his brain decided that he needed to sleep a whole ton more, hence why Loki was sleeping after only being awake for three hours.

Looking back at his list, Tony tapped his pen against his coffee mug, brainstorming. Thor was coming today to take care of Loki for the weekend since Tony had to be away in New York for a meeting. It was the first time Tony's going to be away from Loki since they've moved into Tony's old house and it scared the shit out of him. Was Thor really up for the job? There was all of Loki's meds and his therapy and his routine in general… All Tony could hope is that Thor would follow the fucking list.

He scanned the list one more time to be sure that he hadn't forgotten anything and then took a long drink from his coffee. He was too young to be having this much stress.

"Would you stop it? I can feel you worrying from over here."

Tony glanced up to see that Loki was finally awake again, watching Tony from his upside down position. "I'm not worrying, I'm… I'm prepared."

Loki clicked his tongue in amusement before flipping over, ruffling his messy hair. "It will be fine, Tony. It's just two whole days. What could possibly go wrong in that time?"

"Please don't say that," Tony said, discarding his coffee in favor of folding up Thor's note and pocketing it for safe keeping. "Only horrible things can follow that question."

Loki rolled his eyes, pulled himself onto his lanky legs, and crossed the room to crowd Tony's personal space. He brushed his fingers along the span of Tony's shoulders and leaned in for a kiss. Tony kissed back eagerly, threading his fingers into Lok's pretty black hair. "Careful now," Tony whispered into Loki's lips, "this is a new suit."

"Oh, please. You wouldn't care one bit if this suit got a little… dirty," Loki laughed.

Tony grinned. "You're right, I wouldn't." He pulled Loki closer, kissing him again.

"Ugh, this is not how I wanted to start my weekend," Thor's booming voice interrupted them.

Loki jumped back from Tony, growing pink in the face. "Oh, Thor! We've been expecting you!"

Thor made a face of mock disgust, setting his bag down on the kitchen floor. "Clearly not."

"We didn't hear you come in." Laughing again, Loki beamed. Tony felt a fresh rush of relief. Since Loki wasn't in school right now and only worked at the book shop Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, he didn't get out much. Well, besides therapy and going to his shrink, but who could really call that 'getting out?'

"I'm glad you're here," Tony said, standing from his stool and crossing the room to Thor. He immediately whipped out the sheet of paper and placed it into Thor's hands. "Make sure to read this list carefully and you have to do everything on there. Because I swear, if Loki misses any of these things, I will bring the hammer down!"

Loki looked horrified. "You made him a list? Tony!"

"I know you're a big boy, Loks, but I need my piece of mind."

"Tony," Loki whined.

Tony ruffled Loki's hair, smiling. He knew that Loki wanted to try to keep to his schedule by himself, but Tony's poor heart wouldn't be able to handle that. It's been four months since they've moved into this house and Loki's memory was only gradually improving. There was still a lot to do. "Look, Thor's in charge, okay? Be good, you hear?"

The glare Loki casted Tony was comical. Regardless, Loki let himself be swept into a bone-crushing hug and Tony pressed a kiss to Loki's cheek. "Loks, fine, Thor won't be in charge." Loki blinked at Tony. "Jarvis is now in charge."

Loki groaned. Overhead, Jarvis's voice sounded, "I would be delighted to conduct the household."

"You got it, Jarv," Tony replied, letting go of Loki and turning back to Thor. "Both of you listen to Jarvis, okay?"

"This is ridiculous!" Loki said, exasperated.

Thor just grinned at their bantering before returning his attention back to the list in his hand. Tony patted the big guy's shoulder. "You think you can handle it?"

"You can count on me, friend Stark."

"Okay, I'm heading out then! You two have fun!"

Loki followed him all the way to the front door with Thor close behind, keeping his eyes on Loki like he was fragile. Tony could definitely relate. "Be safe, okay?" Loki told him with pleading eyes.

Tony tapped him on the nose. "You got it, Loks." He turned with a wave and made his way into the driveway, turning on his car with his starter remote and glanced back at the brothers. It felt incredibly wrong to leave Loki behind, but he knew he would be safe. Big brother Thor would be sure to watch out for him. Besides, if that failed, Sprinkles and Jarvis were both there to make sure Loki was okay.

So Tony forced himself to get into his car. He would be back soon anyway.

Loki felt a twinge of sadness as Tony's car disappeared down the street. He would miss Tony dearly, that much was certain.

"So what now?" Thor asked shortly after. He stooped to the floor to pick up Sprinkles who had just appeared at the doorway.

Loki watched them fondly. "I don't know, you've got the list," Loki said. That wasn't true. Loki knew that he had his memory exercises next but he wanted to see if Thor could really figure it out.

Flustered, Thor took the page back out of his pocket, already wrinkled from being manhandled, and started to read. "Ah! Here it says we play a memory game," Thor said, pointing it above breakfast and meds.

"Good deduction, Sherlock. Let's get to it then."

Thor pocketed the list and turned inside. Loki followed a bit slower, glancing one last time at the empty street.

Sprinkles was purring by the time they made it to the living room but oppositely, Loki's mood was starting to plunge. He hated playing the memory card game and he was just starting to fill sick. Spontaneous nausea… all part of being brain damaged.

With Thor's help, Loki slowly made his way through a game of memory. Sprinkles didn't make it easier while he tried to play in the middle of the card game, but Loki managed. See, Loki's long term memory was definitely improving. He could basically almost recognize any part of the daily routine Tony had set up for him, but Loki was still struggling with his short term memory. He could sometimes forget what they did minutes ago and Loki would forget things that really shouldn't be forgotten like what day it was, what they had for breakfast, or what time therapy was at.

"Good job, Loki!" Thor boomed, throwing Loki from his thoughts. "You got them all a second time. That was a quick game!"

Loki looked down at his hands to find the matches lined up underneath his fingers. He didn't remember doing that. "Oh, yeah, thanks."

"Shall we do another?"

The nausea was still swimming in Loki's throat, so he shook his head. "I think I need to go lie down."

Thor glanced down at Tony's list, trying to decide if that was acceptable.

"It's fine, Thor. I can take a nap. See, I'll even ask Jarvis." Loki looked up at the ceiling where the speakers were, and said, "Jarvis, would you please tell Thor that I need a nap?"

"Master Loki is correct. I highly recommend that you leave Loki to his own devices for the time being."

"Thanks, Jarvis," Loki said, standing slowly and stretching his arm high overhead. He tried to make himself look casual but his stomach was churning more than ever. Suddenly he couldn't take it anymore. He mumbled an excuse to Thor before turning and practically sprinting upstairs, down the hall and into the bathroom. He made it just in time to hurl powerfully into the porcelain toilet.

Emptying his stomach of the French toast from this morning, Loki immediately wished that Tony wasn't going to be gone this weekend. Tony would be holding his hair back right now, brushing his back with warm strokes. Tony knew that Loki didn't throw up often, so he also knew that barfing was followed by a really bad day.

Thor appeared in the doorway just as Loki heaved out another violent turn of his stomach and he immediately went to Loki, scooping Loki's hair out the way. He continued to empty his stomach, panting heavily, his eyes stinging. "It's okay," Thor murmured, beginning to stroke Loki's back.

Loki gasped for air, struggling back another round. "Did Tony tell you to do this?" Loki rasped out. The words barely left him before he had to force his face back at the toilet, dry-heaving.

"Tony may have written it down," Thor said sheepishly, rubbing Loki's back harder.

Spitting into the toilet, Loki felt a lapse in his sickness and he laid his head exhaustedly against the toilet. "That bastard."

"He was well prepared," Thor said. "He really cares about you."

"Yeah," Loki said fondly. "I don't know why." He turned to puke some more.

Loki really wished he could give Tony more. He was just a broken person that Tony had to drag around, to take care of like a child. Loki wished that he could hurry up and get better already because he wanted to be everything to Tony. He wanted to return Tony's concern and take care of Tony for once. He wished a lot of things actually.

The dry-heaving slowed and Loki finally laid down on the floor, feeling the familiar headache creeping into his mind. Thor left the room, going to get Loki's migraine medication while Sprinkles meanwhile sat dutifully at Loki's side.

"Master Loki," Jarvis inquired, "shall I inform Anthony of your illness?"

Loki closed his eyes, pressing his cheek into the cold tile. "No, let him enjoy his weekend, Jarv. He deserves more than five minutes without worrying."

"Yes, sir," Jarvis said, and then went quiet.

Eventually Thor returned and he set to work at helping Loki take his medication. Soon after that, Thor lifted Loki up off the tile and carried him down the hallway to the bedroom. It was exactly what Tony would do. "Did Tony write this down too?" He opened his eyes to look at Thor.

As an answer, Thor smiled. "He's thorough."

"How did he fit all of that on that stupid piece of paper?" Loki closed his eyes as his head hit his pillow. His body sunk down into the mattress gratefully and he sighed.

"Is there anything else I can do?" Thor asked, hovering.

Sprinkles hopped onto the bed and curled himself into the crook of Loki's arm. Loki shook his head. "No. Just go and do something. Enjoy yourself. I'll be better before dinner, I'm sure."

Thor looked unsure and Loki had to stare up at him with an encouraging smile, even though he didn't feel like smiling at all. "Please? I'll be fine."

"Okay…" Thor said slowly. "Just… I'll just check on you in a little bit."

Loki nodded again and waited until Thor finally left before sighing tiredly into his pillow. He wished that this kind of thing would stop happening. He wished that he could stop being a burden on everyone.

Like he said before, he wished a lot of things.

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