A Furry Situation

Just Like Riding A Bike

Summary: Loki has been busy stalkin..I mean doing reconnaissance on the Avengers in kitty form when that certain time hits and a tom cat finds him simply irresistible. Now stuck in feline form with a litter of kittens on the way there seems to be a nice handy tower to hide out in. There could be worse roommates he supposed.

A/N This is a reposted, edited, and continuation of an old fill I did on the Norsekink meme over on livejournal. I am the same author, though I don't really know how I can prove that. I wrote this and Dance of the Firebirds, which I may or may not decide to work on here; I seriously do not know. I was thinking of doing a Loki/Bruce pairing and you will see why as the story progresses, let me know what you think please?

-Timeline, well, to be honest, I don't know. This is a bit of a mash-up of comics, movies, and a sprinkle of actual mythos because Norse myths are cool. This is set after Thor, and before most of the others have personally met Loki but they have heard many stories, and they were able to 're-calibrate' Hawkeye in the initial heist. However Fury has been able to talk sense into the council and they have allowed him to start the Avengers program to preempt whatever war is trying to break out.

Que Loki trying to figure out what the enemy was up to.

Chapter One

The Lion Song

This could NOT be happening. I mean really. He was Loki, God of Mischief, Lies, and Chaos; one such as him simply did not get stuck in the body of a cat.

A female cat.

That he could have dealt with, even if he gave poor Fenrir quite the fright when his mother showed up looking much like his favorite chew toy. It was a very good thing no matter which shape he happened to take his scent remained the same, and his son was a very intelligent if overlarge wolf. He made it a point to visit his children regularly and if he missed the appointment he doubted his son's guardian would retain the rest of his limbs in Fenrir's attempts to come to his aide.

It was the indignity of turning into such a creature with the intent of spying on Thor and his Midgardian cohorts and now being unable to return since a rascal of a tom decided his sleek black form was utterly irresistible that made him so irritable.

In his defense he was in heat, and it wasn't like the tom was unattractive... for a cat.

A little tidbit of information he kept to himself about his shape-shifting, not only was his gender fluid, so was his species. To keep his mind from shutting down over the sudden wrongness of having four paws, or sprouting wings, his brain took on shades of instinct and personality from the animal he was imitating at the time.

So succumbing to the tom's advances under the circumstances was in no way his fault. Really, it wasn't.

Of course at the same moment he was yet again valiantly trying to convince himself of that fact, inside him there was a kitten pouncing on his bladder.

"Man of Iron, when did you acquire a feline companion?" The very last voice Loki wanted to hear right now boomed into his sensitive ears, making him fold the silky flaps against his skull.

Tony Stark put his drink down on the bar with a confused expression "Ah Thor, what the Hell are you talking about? I don't have a cat."

Loki saw his brother lean over to the corner he had appropriated for himself, having snuck in a few weeks back. He hadn't expected to stay hidden so long honestly, but Iron Man had gotten himself caught up in a project of his, and Loki stayed out of sight. He just needed a safe place to hang out until the kittens came and he could shift back. The Avengers were the mighty heroes, they weren't about to kick out a stray pregnant cat, green eyes or not, Loki was male. Midgardians could get so picky about little details like gender. "There is a particularly well fed specimen laying right over here, behind this table."

Well that got Tony's attention, and he wandered over to see who he had been unknowingly rooming with, "I have never seen her before." He admitted.

Thor's blue eyes narrowed, "Really?" That made him take a closer look at the cat in question, suspicion growing in his mind. Putting a hand out to pet the cat in question, Loki did the only thing that came to mind, he hissed sharply and batted Thor's hand away with all claws unsheathed, leaving red streaks down the Asgardian's hand.

"I guess she doesn't like you," Tony was trying to keep himself from laughing, but wasn't doing a very good job.

Thor ignored the blood, and nodded his head, like he was expecting the reaction, "This is not a cat."

"Looks like a cat to me," Tony disagreed.

Thor ignored him, "It's good to see you again Loki, and it looks as though I am to be an Uncle again. This is most wondrous news my brother."

"...Loki? Brother? But that's a cat! A girl cat, and it's your brother? Oh screw this I need a drink." And with that Tony Stark refused to take in any more of the strange sight in front of him, turning back to his abandoned drink.

xxxx

Loki sat on the glass table surrounded by Avengers with his tail thrashing, feeling incredibly violated by all this nonsense, couldn't a God of Mischief have a litter of kittens in peace?

...Apparently not, the only one not looking at him like a lab experiment was Thor. That was just odd, normally he had that idiot so wrapped up in riddles it took him a week to figure out he had been insulted.

"So Thor, this cat is your brother?" Hawkeye, or Agent Clint Barton depending on how he was feeling that day, was the first to speak.

The Thunder God nodded happily, "Yes this is definitely Loki, he has finally returned to my side. I will cherish this day! Mother has missed him, and his children grow ever more violent without his visits to calm them."

Steve Rogers, or Captain America as the rest of the world knew the recently awakened super solider, was next. "I don't mean to doubt your word, but Thor, that is clearly a female cat. We once had a stray at our apartment complex that showed up looking like that, soon enough she had a litter of kittens hidden in an old box."

"Oh yes, I believe he might have miscalculated which body to use at this time. He has made me an Uncle on previous occasions,and this is by far not the oddest pairing he has stumbled upon. At least this time we will not need to slaughter the equivalent of two of your finest Midgardian steers daily to feed a single one of this brood." Thor confided. "Fenrir was such a playful little pup, but he grows restless without regular visits from Loki. I daresay he may start nipping at the hand that feeds him should this foray on Midgard last too much longer for his mother. At least his others are old enough now they do not require so much personal attention, but they do miss him."

Okay Tony couldn't hold it in anymore, he burst out laughing, "Wait, Loki, smooth super villain Loki, made a mistake? One that allowed him to get knocked up by a cat?" Thor didn't answer him, Loki did, with an indignant hiss. Just because he couldn't speak the Alltongue in this form, didn't mean he couldn't understand it.

"My brother has always been a gifted sorcerer, and his body is so fluid when he shifts things such as gender mean little to him. Fertility is something he normally has control over, but apparently some species have stronger mating instincts than he was expecting." Oh great now even Thor was laughing at him.

Black Widow, the sensible one of the bunch, "So what do we do now? Do we treat him like Loki the villain he was? Or more like we would a cat off the street we found like this? Thor, what's your brother like when he's this heavy pregnant?" That sentence was one she never thought she would have to say when she signed on for this job.

"If my brother could use his magic to cause trouble during a pregnancy, don't you think he would have already?" Thor rationalized. "He is still Loki, and he is perfectly capable of understanding every word we are saying, but his magic is tied up in sustaining the form and the children. He is for all intents and purposes a cat until the kittens are born."

"What about after?" Natasha grilled, not letting Thor get away with leaving that part out.

Thor let out a sigh, "I don't know, but my brother would never let harm come to a child of his blood, intentionally gotten or not. He will not initiate a battle with them still in residence."

Director Fury and Agent Coulson were the next to find out about the new resident of Avengers tower. Tracking down the kittyfied Loki was not an easy task with the sheer size of the place, but they eventually found him lurking on Bruce Banner's floor.

Loki knew he would be kept the furthest from general irritants there, no one annoyed the Hulk if they could help it. Well, except Iron Man, but Loki had gotten used to him while hiding on his floor before the discovery of his presence. There was also the added bonus of Thor not really enjoying the company of the somewhat small mortal, when the genius did Hulk out, he had a bit of an issue with the Asgardian Thunder god. Thor kept his distance as the large green superhero was one of the few beings on Midgard that could hurt him, and did.

When the high ranking SHIELD agents did find Loki, they were momentarily silent. For once the slightly crazed, babbling, more-than-half drunk, report from Tony had been true. "Kittens? Of all things, the most wanted villain in recent times turns themselves in because they up and decide to have some kittens?" Fury was the one to speak, voice neither grave nor shocked; it sounded more like the voice of a man who had been waiting for the other shoe to drop. The funny thing was, this wasn't even the craziest thing he could think of, that was probably the most disturbing thing about the situation in Fury's mind.

Loki gave the director a haughty look and went back to grooming his shiny black coat. It was pure black, long, but not overly fluffy, and smooth as silk. He did like his fur in this form, it was one of the nicer perks of the feline species.

"I think we were just given the cold shoulder by a cat," Coulson realized.

"Well cold shoulder or not, you will listen to this Loki of Asgard. Thor has spoken on your behalf, and we have allowed some of the things he has asked for, as long as you stick to the terms as well. You will be allowed asylum here at the tower until this pregnancy is over. After you will either be remanded into Thor's custody and be taken back to Asgard, or you can chose to remain under SHIELD control. Either way the kittens stay with you, but you will not step foot back on the streets a free man, is that understood?" Fury knew Loki could understand him, Thor assured him of that.

Loki dropped all pretenses and glared. Slipping away once he could shift freely and had access to his magic again would be simple enough if it was just him. Thor knew him too well, he wouldn't leave his litter behind, but taking them with him while they were young and vulnerable would be too dangerous to risk. Best to at least play along for a little while, an opportunity might present itself. He slowly nodded his head, hackles raised.

"Good kitty," Fury responded, not surprised when Loki was nearly spitting in rage at him. "Oh and I know what you're thinking. The Loki I know would never give in without a fight. Don't do anything stupid. You might even like it here. You see I do my homework, I read up on Loki the God, just as I did on Thor. Midgard is not Asgard true, but for you, I have a suspicion that may not be a bad thing."

As Fury spoke, Coulson watched, and Loki's ears perked up at the Directors words. A nerve had been struck. They concentrated so much on the showy older brother, it was kind of easy to overlook the shadowy younger one. Thor made a lot of attempts to approach Loki, and return to the bonds of brotherhood they used to have, but it wasn't entirely lost on the Agent that Loki was holed up with the one Avenger that Thor tended to avoid.

"Just think about it, you're better at that than Thor," Fury requested, before both him and Coulson left Loki alone with his thoughts.

Though alone might not be the best word, the kittens were pouncing again.