ooooo! Avengers Fan-fic! Post-Avengers.

Rated M for upcoming chapters. I hope you all like it!

Mortals had not been allowed on such sacred and noble ground since as long as Asgard to remember. The request of Earth's mightiest heroes to Thor's coronation even surprised the most reckless of youth and elders. It was a taboo display of his new power- but because of the reputation the famous 5 had displayed, no one really objected to it. Only a few elders scoffed at the idea. No attempt to take it down, though. As if the decorations weren't enough- more were put out in order to impress the mortals. As if they weren't already gaping with drooling mouths over the new world.

However they were kept in the castle privately. Only few got to see the famous warriors. Public displays of them were prayed for, but none yet.

Tony and Clint were proceeding to get drunk with Asgard's finest Peach wine, and Natasha already made friends with Lady Sif. Steve was watching the galaxies above with Bruce, occasionally joining the notorious Tony Stark and little Hawk. Bruce paid no mind to such actions though. He was having his own celebration in the royal library and star room.

Thor was anywhere and everywhere, already giving great speaches to what he promised and hoped for the new age of Asgard and gods. He had matured greatly in these past years. Odin and Frigga watched on privately in the highest point of the castle, staring down at their golden boy with pride.

Asgard was booming with excitement as the celebrations continued. No one every stopped squealing, or gossiping, getting drunk, having love, or dancing beyond the stars. That seemed almost forbidden amongst the Kingdom. They had Odin as king for almost an eternity, and a great king he was, but now a change was coming. A change that everyone hoped would be for the better. Even the galaxies and moons above had a more rainbowish glow to them.

All was well with the worlds, right?

"My friends!" Thor boomed into the main corridors, where all his closest friends of both Asgard and Misgard gathered at his request. He was done with his duties as a King today. He wished to have a wonderful feast with them.

All looked toward their new king of the galaxy and more, smiling. Lady Sif and Natasha were enjoying some exotic tea from the gardens, dressed up in Asgardian gowns. Thor paid great attention to both females. He had been truly scared of them both up until now. Because now they looked like true ladies, queens almost. He'd never thought he'd see the day when Sif would wear something almost pink.

The men were thrown up, his mortal friends coming close first.

"Excellent speech my good man!" Tony blurted out, trying to sound alittle too royal, his rain of drunk not even being close to finished. Clinton followed behind closely, nodding in agreement with a blurred look in his eyes. Thor laughed at the two incoherent men and nodded them off. Steve was next to approach, his outfit more form fitting then anyone elses.

"I'd never thought this was all even imaginable. But apparently it's true. Congradulations." He shook the Kings hand, giving that oh-so adoring smile.

"Thankyou, Thankyou."

Bruce just simply gave a smile. What was said was enough.

His Asgard warriors came, almost tackling him to the ground. It was then clear that they were drinking it up as well.

Sif whispered to her knew company, "I think they will all but pass out before Thor presents the feast."

Natasha smiled in agreement.

True to her words, Sif was right. The two mortals had thrown up enough to cause the servants to dread their clean up. They passed out soon after that.

Thor made great apologies for his human friends, saying that it wouldn't happen again. Indeed, his was alittle upset on their behalf. One does not come to a party to get drunk and spill over the royal floor. Though Mortals handled their liquor much different then he and his friends. So his grudge quickly disappeared as the Infamous Tony Stark and great assassin were carried away to the nearest guest room.

The feast went on as planned. Natasha gasped with Steve as it was presented before them. They didn't even recognize half the foods there… but it all smelled so good. Bruce sniffed the air in silenced and gave a cheerful smile. Hogun came by the scientist,

"Do you have these kinds of displays on your nation?"

"Not in the slightest… I think only the richest of rich do such a thing."

"Well I hope you enjoy."

It was clear a friendship was keening between the two as well.

Fandral and Voltsagg led Steve and Bruce to sit with them. The ladies following after, and then Thor. He hoped that his father and mother would join him. But he was sure that they were enjoying their retirement. He was also sure that if Frigga came down, she would already begin to talk about grandchildren. He blushed at the thought.

The feast began with a toast to Thor. By the days end, his ego would be over a million.

Odin and Frigga did not come down as expected. Both enjoying eachothers silent company. No rules to deal with, no elders to please, no nothing. Peace. Peace beyond their recognition. They even made little talk. Much would think that both the couple would be…. Loving, right now. Uniting in a physical act along with giggled and diluted wine.

But both just sat on the balcony, gazing at their kingdom. Which now belonged to Thor.

But one thought didn't escape their minds. It would never.

Loki… their youngest, still living out his punishment in the mountains. Still alone and without a loving touch. Still probably spitting his lies and mischief. Still denying the truth that Odin was his father, and Frigga adored him still.

The Allmothers hand grasped tightly to Odin's, signaling her thoughts. The Allfather grasped back.

"It is coming to that day…" He whispered.

"I know." She whispered back.

Infact, that day was tomorrow. Tomorrow evening, when the sun is at it's middle glow. Prince Loki, God of Lies and Mischeif, would return. However the parents did not tell Thor. Not yet. They wanted to evaluate their son together before anyone else.

"How do you think he'll be?" Frigga turned her gaze from the skies to her lover.

"….I'm not sure." Odin didn't look at her.

Silence fell upon them. Each knew that sleep was not an option tonight.

"You… You did not lie to me, when you said you had no thoughts of what was held for him… up there.. right?"

Odin nodded.

"Please, Look at me.." The queen begged, obvious pain now in her voice.

Odin looked. His eyes were true. Yes. He did not know what was carried out on the mountain prison. He did not know the tortures and taboo things that went on there. Even if he was the king.

"I do not know. Only Thanos knows... and I complied to his request." His voice got horribly silent. He was not proud of that fact. Sending his sons to the technical mercy of the Chit's.

It pained him so.