The Trouble Makers Club: A New Insanity

Disclaimers: I do not own Marvel, Disney, or any companies affiliated with the before mentioned companies. All characters -except Mary and Erik. Svensson - are owned by Marvel and it's affiliate companies. This is a work of pure entertainment and no copyright infringement is intended.

Summary: The Trouble Makers Club received such rave reviews and honestly was such a pleasure to write that I felt the need to make a follow up story. This will follow their new lives and roles on Vanaheim. Despite running away from Earth the Troublesome Trio soon find that family always finds you and always arrive at very inopportune times.

Chapter Summary: Loki left out a few minor -quit lying Loki! Enormous- details. Mary is a bit- bull crap she's livid- upset with Loki. Loki is just trying to avoid flying shoes and slapping hands. Bucky finds himself being admired by a young nobleman.

Chapter One: We Are What!

The three elderly women lead the tired trio to a large ivy covered grey stone castle. The castle is impressive in architecture but its most outstanding feature is the fact that it seems to be made by the land itself. Bucky and Mary look in awe as they note that the large structure seems to be one giant stone formed by nature and constructed by magic.

Mary gently nudges Loki and looks as the ivy sprouts blue glowing flowers as they approach. "How was this castle formed? It seems like one giant piece of stone!"

Loki smiles and motions towards the ground. "It is told that when the first Vanir were formed the Ancient Ones saw that their creations needed leadership and guidance for the first peoples dwealt in caves and trees as the animals they lived beside. The Ancient Ones decided that these people should learn and grow independent of interference, so they allowed the Vanir to choose their home. After much waiting and many millennia two brave Vanir ventured from their cave, for at the time the population grew large and they began to war with their fellow brother over tiny pieces of land, and the adventurous pair feared death for the woman was heavy with child and both knew that staying could mean certain death. The two ventured far beyond the forests and meadows known to the people and found a place of ancient and mighty trees. The husband and wife look around and realize that no Vanir has set foot upon the land. The wife sits at the base of a large tree and looks to her husband. She places her hand upon her swollen belly and says "here is what we seek. Peace and order." The husband smiles and agrees. He looks to the trees and smiles for a moment before a bright blinding light appears before them. Accounts differ as to the appearance of the Ancient Being but all agree upon this one thing. The being smiled upon the pair and embraced them saying, "You have come seeking peace and order. Your people grow wise but need teachers and leaders to guide them. Because you have sought and found peace and order we will give you a great home and great wisdom so that You may guide the people." The pair watch as the Ancient Being vanishes and a great stone rose from the ground forming the first home to the first royal family of Vanaheim. Each royal family to succeed them has made their home in the Great Gift from The Ancient Ones."

One of the ladies smile and look at Loki. "You remember well the teachings. Frigga chose wisely."

Mary looks at Loki confused but smiles. The story almost fits their own. "I can see how that could happen. I maybe a woman of science but after everything that has occured I do not deny even the most mystical of possibilities."

All three ladies smile and one pats Mary's shoulder. "Given that your children have their father's magic and mother's intelligence your attitude will help you in their upbringing."

Bucky and Mary look shocked as the ladies smile. The oldest lady laughs and gently takes Mary's hand into her own. "When you get to be as old as I you know a mother when you one. You practically radiate motherhood!"

Mary laughs with her. "Thank you. I feel at times as if I manage a brood already."

The younger of the elderly ladies nods. "Aye you have managed great affairs for one so young. You will do fine!"

Loki furrows his brows and realization hits him. These three women are the Elder Mothers. They guide new queens through their roles and duties and prepare them to become High Mother. He feels a rush of fear. He forgot to tell Mary that she is Queen of Vanaheim.

Mary senses Loki distress and looks at him. "What have you forgotten to tell me?"

Loki is about to respond when a large set of stone doors open and King Njord smiles at them. The white haired and aged king hobbles from his throne and greets them warmly. "Loki, it is good to see you have finally filled out from the knobby kneed youth that stumbled these halls so long ago. You look more like a king now." He turns to Mary and kisses her hand. "And this beautiful lady must be your wife. Freyja would turn green with envy at such radiant beauty. I dare say will be Vanaheim's fairest queen to date."

Mary schools her emotions and smiles. "If Loki were half as charming as you we would have wed at first introduction."

King Njord laughs and guides them to his dining hall. "I can see why Frigga likes her. Sharp witted and beautiful." King Njord turns to Bucky and smiles. "The New High Commander! You seem a bit young but your eyes speak of battle and knowledge of war. The Norns do choose well. Handsome too. I know many who would beg to court you."

Bucky coughs in shock but smiles. "Thank you Your Majesty." He looks at Mary but sees her subtle glare directed towards Loki. He looks at Loki and sees panic beneath the mask of polite and cordial court behavior. He may kill Loki tonight if Mary doesn't kill Loki first.

Dinner goes smoothly and King Njord yawns. "Perhaps we should retire. The night falls and you all seem tired. Come I will show you to your rooms."

They all stand as King Njord stands. He smiles as Loki takes Mary's arm. "In the morning we will speak of coronations and ceremony. After breakfast of course. Rest well. Tomorrow will be very busy."

They wish the elderly King goodnight and sit in their beds. Mary looks at Loki and hits him across the back of his head. "We are what! When were you going to tell me!"

Loki shrinks away."I'm sorry! There was so much happening that it slipped my mind!"

Mary hits him with a pillow. "Slipped your mind! How long have you known?" She falls back on the bed and rubs her face. "What else should I know?"

Loki smiles and looks at her with his most innocent but apologetic look. "The three elderly ladies are like priestesses. They will educate and guide you on your new role as queen and grant you the title of Vanaheim's High Queen."

Mary looks at him suspiciously. "What is the title?" She watches as Loki shifts nervously. "Loki. What. Is. The. Title."

Loki rubs his neck and looks at her. "High Mother."

Mary picks up a slipper and hits Loki with it. "Loki Odinsson what in that sexy blue head of yours made you think to wait until we were here to tell me any of this!"

Loki shields himself with a pillow. "I'm sorry! I was going to tell you but we became busy with doing SHIELD and Stark Industries bidding!"

Mary growls and puts the slipper down. "I'm still very upset and maybe I'm hormonal, but logically I should forgive you."

Loki sighs and cautiously moves towards her. "I'm sorry. Please, let's rest and learn of our new home. It is a peaceful world and our children will live in a society that cares not if they are pink or blue skinned. Men and women share the work load and no one questions you for wearing trousers."

Mary looks at Loki nudges him with her elbow. "With a tongue like yours I can see many more years of peace. You could talk your way out of a war."

Loki smiles and lifts the blankets. "Warm up a lonely Juton?"

Mary rolls her eyes. "If by warm up you mean cuddle and go to sleep then yes."

Loki smiles and wraps his arms around her. "That is exactly what I need."

Bucky wakes up at the crack of dawn and decides to take a bath. The bath itself is a huge stone pool full of steamy water. He steps in and sighs as the water loosens his muscles and the faint smell of lavender relaxes him. He bathes slowly as his body enjoys the feeling of relaxation and finds a linen towel on a stone bench.

He walks into his room wearing the towel around his hips when he senses another person's presence. He spins quickly and sees a tall muscular young man with cinnamon eyes, ivory skin, and flaning red hair smiling at him. "Forgive my intrusion but King Njord sent me to bring you some proper clothes."

Bucky takes the clothes and watches the young man. "Thanks. Who are you?"

The young man smiles as his eyes sweep over Bucky. "Lord Erik Svensson. My father serves as scribe to King Njord and I am King Njord's personal assistant. May I be so bold sir as to ask your name?"

Bucky looks at the young man and chuckles. "James Barnes, but my friends call me Bucky."

Erik's ivory cheeks turn pink. "A pleasure meeting you Lord Barnes. I will leave you to dress." The young man hurries from the room.

Bucky dresses and smirks. This place seems free of the usual constraints of "civilized" society. Love is a natural part of life. Vanaheim is going to be very interesting.