Author's note: Thanks for the great review! :) Here's chapter 2! Now watch me fail at two year old talk...

Chapter 2

TPOV

Three hours passed before Natasha walked back up to check on Loki. When she opened the door, she saw Loki sitting up. He looked at her. His big emerald green eyes curious and confused.

He didn't speak as she gently picked him up and brought him downstairs. He studied the walls, ceiling, steps, everything he passed. Natasha had a feeling he was one smart kid growing up. She smiled at the thought of Loki growing up. But then wondered why he became evil.

"Because of mwy pwast." Loki said in his two year old voice.

Natasha looked at him in surprise. "You can read my mind?"

"Yes!" he cheered.

She chuckled when she walked into the kitchen.

Clint turned around to glare at Loki. The two year old boy only looked at him, confused.

"What?" he asked.

"He sounds...different." Tony commented as he walked in.

"Diffwent?" Loki asked.

Natasha smiled again, "Well, he's only two. What did you expect?"

"I don't know.."

"It would be weird if he had his adult voice, don't you think?"

"Yeah."

She set him down on the kitchen table. "Want anything to eat?" she asked.

"No." Loki replied.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Okay...are you thirsty?"

"Yes."

"Water?"

"No, m-wilk" he said.

She couldn't help but smile at his little kid tone. She sighed as she looked at the cups. "Loki, you wouldn't spill a big kid cup...would you?" she asked.

"I'm not stwepid." Loki mumbled.

"I wasn't saying you were, sweetie."

"Okay...sorwhee."

"It's okay."

After giving Loki his drink, she went and got herself a glass of water. Loki drank the small glass of milk and put the cup down. He looked around the kitchen.

"Where am I?" he asked.

"In...uh...our house." Steven said as he walked in.

"Who are you?"

"Steven."

"Oh...okay. Steven."

He looked at Natasha, "So...how's he doing?"

"Good...I think I'm starting to talk to him like he's my own child." Natasha replied.

"Why?"

"I called him sweetie...like a mother does."

"Well, you are a woman aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Motherly instincts...I guess."

"Of course you know about that."

"What can I say? I was taught well."

She laughed as she grabbed Loki's cup and put them in the sink. Loki yawned before rubbing his eyes.

"Tired already?" Natasha asked.

Loki nodded.

"Want another nap?"

"Yes, pwease."

She picked him up and put him in his crib again. After she was sure he was asleep, she walked back downstairs. Where she saw Thor.

"I thought you would be back in three days. It's only been...a few hours." she said.

"My father wanted me down here. Loki is going to grow up fast."

"How fast?"

At that moment a now four year old Loki ran down the stairs. She raised an eyebrow.

"You just went in for a nap."

"I know."

He sounded a little older, which confused Natasha. "So...he's about three?"

"Nope, four. He'll go up by two's" Thor replied.

"So...how old was he? Before this."

"Well...us Asgardians age differently from mortals. In Asgard, he is 130, which is equivalent to 25 in mortal years."

"So...you are 105 years older?"

"Yes. I'm 132 years old, which is 27 in mortal years."

"I see, so he's not really 4 is he?"

"Nope, 109."

"Wow..."

"So...he's going by two's...in mortal years. He changes age every..."

"I'm not sure. We'll have to see, but we also need to prepare. Thanos is starting his attack."

"What do you mean?"

"He attacked Jotunheim three days ago and is on his way to Asgard. It takes time for him to be able to form a portal. It take three or four months total."

"So we have almost a year to prepare."

"Yes. I will tell the others. Loki, behave."

"Yes, sir."

Natasha sighed and looked at Loki. He was sitting on the couch, playing with a little ball of fire. She was amused by the ball of green flames until Clint burst into the room.

"So Thanos is coming!?" he asked/shouted.

"Yes. We have around eight months." she replied.

"How does he know all about this?"

"I don't know. Most likely they have a spy there."

"Right, so how quick is he going to age?"

" Right now, he's aging by two's. He should be back to his original age soon, but we're not sure how fast he'll age. It could go from one hour to three months!"

"Well, will he regain his memory?"

"I don't know."

"Hopefully he doesn't. I don't want that sarcastic, pain in the ass, Loki back."

"I'm not sarcastic or a pain in the-

"Do not repeat that a word!" Natasha said as she shushed him.

Loki looked at her with confused eyes. "Why?"

"It's a bad word."

"Oh...okay."

She sighed, "Don't repeat bad words around him."

"Why? He's a villain isn't he?"

"No! He was but now he's only four and doesn't remember any of that. I don't want you to start him off."

"Sorry mom." Clint mumbled.

She glared at him before sighing. "I hope he gets back his memory and right age in time for Thanos' arrival. If we can convince him-

"He won't help us. If he gets back his memory, then he won't. He's a bastard! He'll probably team up with the guy!"

"No he won't! Unless we convince him to team up with us."

"He killed many people and took over my mind. Do you think he could really be good again? I don't."

"I killed many more people than him. I didn't even care that they had families of their own. I've delt with worst people than him. Most went evil for money. He did because he was broken."

"How do you know?"

"I talked with Thor one night. I was curious about Loki and he told me all about him. From his birth till...well now I guess."

Clint didn't answer as he walked out, clearly angry that Natasha was right. Anyone can change and she believed he deserved the chance.

~two days later~

"He's still four?" Tony asked.

"Yeah." Thor sighed.

"He aged in one hour last time!"

"No, he was two for a few days. We'll just need to wait."

"Will he regain his memory?"

"We're hoping on it. Before Thanos comes...hopefully."

"How do you even know about him?" Clint asked as he sat down with the two men.

"We..know a prisoner that used to be there. We rescued him two days ago. Then got word about Jotunheim from our gate keeper."

"Oh. So when is that little brat going to be whatever age he was? He's playing so many fucking pranks on me that I'm ready to strangle him."

"He's only four and he has magic. He's the god of mischief, lies, and fire. What did you expect? Him to be an angel?" Thor growled, angry about Clint's name calling on Loki.

"Sorry I asked."

~Meanwhile with Loki~

"Loki get off the ceiling this instant!" Natasha yelled.

"No! Not until you say sorry for yelling at me!" Loki replied.

"No, because you did wrong!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Did not!"

"Don't make me get Jarvis!"

Loki growled in frustration and then smirked. He transformed into a hawk and flew around the room.

"Oh I swear!"

Clint was shocked when he walked in on Natasha chasing a black hawk. He couldn't help but laugh.

Author's note: Sorry it's rushed and disorganized! My mind is going blank! ~