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The others stared a Thor. "Loki? What are you talking about?" Volstagg asked him. The prince bit his lip, unsure what to tell them.

"Loki once showed me an ability of his that allows him to take the form of a woman," he said. It wasn't exactly a lie; actually, he had witnessed his brother's ability by accident. Several years ago, when Loki was just discovering his propensity toward magic, Thor noticed he would disappear every few nights. So one night Thor awaited Loki's return from wherever he was going in the younger prince's room.

A while later, the person who crawled through the window was not a boy, but a pretty young girl with ivory skin, ink black hair and bright green eyes. The eyes went wide when she spotted Thor, and then narrowed as she asked what he was doing in her room. Thor pointed out that it was his brother's room and she answered that she was his brother ("you dolt") and before his eyes, the girl became a boy.

Loki had then explained that he had been sneaking out in order to attend magic classes with the girls his age as boys were not allowed to take part in the lessons. Mother could only spent so much time teaching him, as she had her duties as queen.

Thor had promised never to hinder his brother. He had also promised not to tell anyone.

"If… if that's Loki," Fandral stammered, uncertain, "does… does that mean that child is… your nephew?" Thor shook his head, openmouthed.

"I… I do not… know," he said, walking slowly forward and taking the child in his arms. The infant stopped crying and looked up at the prince with big, hazel eyes. Although he did not look much like Loki, as his eyes were hazel and his hair was brown and curly, there was something in his expression that reminded Thor of his younger brother. "I suppose he is," Thor murmured, "but… why would he hide something like this?"

"Perhaps he was worried what others would think of him," Hogun suggested.

"Since when has Loki cared about what others thought?" Thor retorted.

"Thor, this is not some prank! He has had a child!" Sif exclaimed. The baby started crying and the girl –Loki- stirred. Before the elder prince could speak again, Volstagg cut in.

"We can continue this later, right now it is imperative we get Loki home and in Sigrid's care."

The others turned to him, looked at the person in his arms and nodded. Volstagg called his dog to heel and the left, back to the estate. Now and then, Thor would look at the babe in his arms, and wonder.

:::Loki's a mommy and Thor's an uncle, hoo-weee, this gettin' weird:::

Sigrid already had a bed made up and a spare cradle for the child. She was stunned when Volstagg told her the girl's identity, but not so much to ignore Loki's child when he began to wail.

"He is probably hungry," she said, holding out her arms, "give him here and put the g-, put Loki on the bed."

Both her husband and Thor complied. As Volstagg placed the younger prince on the bed, covering him in blankets, his wife took the infant in her arms, bared her breast and began suckling him.

Thor, Hogun and Fandral all looked a little uncomfortable, so Sif, after muttering "For the sake of the Nine!" shoved them out. Before closing the door after them, she said, "We will let you know when he awakes. And Thor," the young man looked at her, "fetch your mother, she should be here." He nodded and Sif closed the door.

:::Loki gettin' a well-deserved nap:::

It wasn't until several hours later and the sun had set that Loki finally woke up, and the moment he did, he became frantic.

"My baby!" he cried, voice shrill, "Where is he?" A calming, gentle voice came from beside him.

"Here, my son, your child is all right," Frigg said, setting the child in his arms. Clearly relieved, Loki seemed to deflate, gazing lovingly at the babe.

"Darling," the queen began gently, "you had us rather worried." Loki looked confused.

"I sent letters, telling you I was safe, did you not get them?" It was now Frigg's turn to look confused.

"We received no letters, love."

"But I, I sent them, I know I did." He sounded upset.

"I believe you, perhaps they were lost," the woman said gently. Loki looked unconvinced, so Frigg changed the subject.

"Does my grandson have a name?"

"Sleipnir," the prince muttered, and the queen smiled.

"'Slipper'?* How appropriate for an eight-legged foal." Loki looked at her.

"How…?"

"Your brother told me," she said, and as if the mentioning of the elder prince had summoned him, Thor burst through the door.

"Loki! You are awake! My brother, you had me worried!" At the sight of his big brother, Loki burst into tears and Thor looked stricken. "Loki… what?"

"I'm s-sorry Thor," the younger prince sobbed, "I d-don't know what is-is wr-wrong with m-me."

Thor looked at his mother, helplessly. "Should… should I leave?" he asked quietly. Frigg nodded slowly.

"I think that would be for the best," she said, softly and Thor left, closing the door quietly behind him.

Loki simply cried and Sleipnir awoke and joined him. Norns child, the queen thought, rocking them both, what happened to you?

*Sleipnir actually means 'slippy' or 'the slipper' go figure, I think its adorable and its something a young, clever parent would name their kid.

Aaaaand, that's the end o'that chappy. Hope you enjoyed. Remember, if you don't review for me, REVIEW FOR LOKI AND HIS LITTLE SLIPPER BABY!