A/N: Hi everyone. This is for my friend Abbie who is awesome *grins* Alayah and Amora are my own creations. Love you Abbie and you too Loki!

Colouring, for those who aren't small children and who don't like art can be a very tedious job, especially when you're being commanded by a four year old to colour for around an hour. You had to stay within the lines and have the right colours in the right places for it to be deemed okay, and then most of the time even when you did get every colour in the right place and you kept within the lines they would still find some fault with it. For example they would change their minds about which colour they wanted where and you would get shouted at for doing it wrong.

This was exactly the situation Thor was in at the moment. He had been handed the task of looking after his four year old daughter whilst his wife, Amora was out somewhere. He loved taking care of her and would spend all day with her if he could (some days he was extremely busy, which he hated) but colouring...no that was not what he wanted to be doing right now.

''Daddy!'' He was pulled back to his senses as once more Alayah was scolding him for what, he didn't know.

''What did I do this time?'' He asked looking down at the picture he was meant to be colouring and scanning with his eyes to find the crime he had committed. He soon found it, a tiny line of blue crayon (granted nearly the whole picture was blue) outside of the picture itself and sighed to himself.

''Darling...does it matter if I –'' He stopped himself as he saw the look his daughter gave him. He would obviously blame Amora for that. It scared him sometimes how much Alayah was like her mother. He sighed again, knowing it was best not to cause an argument because one, she would win and two she would always run off to her mother if they did have one.

''Okay, okay, want me to colour in another one?'' He asked for the fifth time that day. He peered over to her picture to see that there wasn't any colour outside the lines and was impressed by how much concentration she had put into it. Of course Thor himself didn't have the concentration to colour in a picture perfectly, but he did have to pretend to. He saw her nod and look through the colouring book, taking her time on finding the perfect picture.

''This one.'' She pointed to a picture of a big flower. Her expression turned too thought for a moment. ''You can colour it in any colour I suppose...if it'll be easier for you. But no pink!'' Then with that she returned to her position of laying flat on her stomach, her legs swinging in the air and started to colour again.

Thor smirked at her. He looked in the pack of crayons to find that there were no pink crayons in there. He chuckled to himself remembering how much his daughter hated pink. She had seen several girls in Asgard who had worn right pink frilly dresses and had concluded that they looked like 'giant strawberry angel delights but without the delight and with a lot more stupid'. Of course he knew he had himself to blame there having a few days earlier used the very same insult on another person whose dress was hideous. From that moment on, she had hated pink and any pink crayon that had been in her packs had long been thrown, quite literately around the palace, occasionally hitting people.

''Daddy! Snap out of it!'' Yes...that was another thing he could blame his wife for. She used that expression far too much and now it seemed Alayah had picked it up.

''Don't speak to me like that Alayah.'' He said in a warning tone but failing to sound stern. He could never tell his daughter off. She was too much of an angel to do that.

''But mummy does!'' Came her argument.

''Yeah well mummy is allowed to, now get back to colouring.''

The duo was silent for a few minutes, busy colouring. Thor put a lot of concentration into what he was doing, more than he was care to admit, wanting to at least get one picture his daughter was proud of. Then there was a chuckle from behind him and looking round he saw his brother, Loki.

''Well, well, well, having fun are we?'' Loki asked smirking at his older brother. He peered round to look at his picture to which Thor covered it with his hand, hiding it from view. Loki shook his head, silently laughing at this action before leaning up against the wall ready for the attack he was going to get any second.

''LOLA!''

Loki groaned at his new nickname as a small person bombarded into his legs. He bent down slightly and picked her up in his arms, standing up properly and spinning her around several times before he felt a little dizzy.

''Sweetie...what have I said about calling me that?'' He asked and saw her think about her answer for a few moments which highly amused him.

''Errm that you loved the name and you want to be called it per...perm...forever?'' She asked innocently before a grin spread across her face. ''Lola! Do you want to colour as well?'' She smiled widely knowing she would always get Loki to do as she asked.

Thinking for a moment, Loki realised how much like him she was getting and knew Amora wasn't going to be happy when she found this out. ''Okay then Ali, I'll colour...as long as you don't call me Lola again.'' He chuckled as she nodded vigorously and struggled out of him arms. He watched as she searched through another colouring book and ran back up to him with it in her hand and a small handful of crayons in the other. She showed him what picture she wanted him to colour and he set off to work knowing it was better to do as she said. (He had had a lot of practise every time he had looked after her).

Everything was silent again for the next ten minutes. Alayah had managed to pull herself up a chair in which she sat in (having finished her own colouring) and watched her father and uncle do theirs. Her little legs swung to and fro as she kept a close eye on her two colours. Finally someone else entered the room and she looked up, a smile quickly spreading across her face.

''MUMMY!'' She jumped off her chair and ran into her mother's arms, hugging her close. ''I missed you.''

''I missed you too darling.'' Amora said, kissing her daughter on the forehead. She looked over at Thor and Loki and smirked at them. ''Looks like the queen has kept her subjects in line then.'' She said shaking her head a little, smiling.

''Mummy, I coloured you some pictures...and do you want to know a secret?'' She asked. Being only four, she didn't really grasp the concept of secrets and so when Amora nodded she whispered very loudly into her ear. ''Daddy is a terrible colourer! He goes outside of the lines and everything!'' Amora gave a shocked expression which made Loki chuckle.

''Really? Is he that bad?'' A nod from Alayah confirmed this. ''Well that won't do will it. You'll have to teach him how to colour...''

''But I have been teaching him mummy! He's just a terrible student!'' Amora couldn't hold her laughter in any more and it seemed neither could Loki. They both caught each other's eye and burst out laughing. Thor just looked slightly offended and carried on colouring. Alayah got down from her mother's arms and went over to show her the colouring. Once Amora had assured her that it was very good, her daughter had gone over to her father and patted him on the head telling him she would let him borrow her colouring book so he could practice It was then that Odin had come in (they had taken up one of the main rooms with their many colouring devices).

''What is this mess?'' Odin asked.

Alayah instantly retorted back. ''It's not mess, its colouring!'' This time everyone was trying to keep a straight face.

''Well get it cleared up. I want to be using this room in around fifteen minutes.'' He said before turning to leave. Amora had rolled her eyes at him and had muttered some foul words at his back, quiet enough so her daughter wouldn't hear her.

''Just because you can't colour doesn't mean you can ruin it for the people who can...well apart from daddy but he's a special case. Stop being a mean old gr-'' What she was saying had become muffled as Loki had put his hand over her mouth to stop her from speaking. Odin had glared at them before leaving and they had all burst into laughter again.

''What did you do that for Lola?'' Alayah asked, scowling at Loki as he took his hand away.

''So you didn't get into anymore trouble.'' He said ruffling her hair. He chuckled as she scowled at him for this as well and went to pick her up, making her 'fly' around the room. She giggled and squealed excitedly.

''I can fly again!'' She shouted.

''You can't fly in the first place sweetie...'' Amora said puzzled.

''Oh I can. Loki taug-'' Again Loki put his hand over her mouth, but the damage had been done.

''Loki...'' she said with a very severe warning tone. ''If this is true...''

Loki took a few steps backwards in fear of his safety. He took his hand away from Alayah's mouth because she was trying to bite him. ''Now 'Mora...be reasonable...'' He said knowing there was no way he was going to get out of this one. That was until Alayah piped up.

''I was only joking mummy. Loki didn't really teach me how to fly. I mean why would he?'' She said with the most innocent face she could muster. Amora narrowed her eyes and went up to her daughter who was still in Loki's arms.

''Alayah...are you telling me the truth?'' She asked.

The little girl nodded sincerely. ''Yes mummy.''

Amora sighed and kissed her daughter on the forehead again. ''Okay darling. Go on you two, off you go. We'll sort this out.'' She said indicating to the colouring. Loki and Alayah quickly went off, closing the door behind them. Amora groaned slightly and put her head in her hands. ''If she can lie to me that easily now...what is she going to be like in the future?'' She asked.

Thor had picked himself up from his position on the floor and walked over to his wife, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her on the cheek. ''I think my love; you forget that she is Loki's niece and so she will be very skilled at lying. But as long as you can tell when she is lying then we don't have a problem. ''He said chuckling to himself.

Outside the room, Loki and Alayah were giving each other high fives. Loki was grinning and proud that his niece had managed to keep a straight face through all of that. ''Come on then Ali.'' He said as he put her down and raced ahead of her down the corridor, waiting for her to catch up with him.