Asia skipped towards the football stadium. She and Tony were going to sign her up for little league football. Derek adn Loki had gone to get him a musical instrument, but had ended up signing him up for lacrosse. After explaining his situation to the coach, she relented, teaching him how to effectively duck and dodge.

The coach noticed the pair, and gave them a look. Tony had his sunglasses and suit on. The family lawyer had tagged along, just to make sure she could play.

"Can help you, Mr. Stark?" He asked, staring at Asia.

"Yes sir. My little girl wants to play football." He said. Asia grinned.

"Very funny, the cheerleading tryouts are over there, sweetheart." The coach scoffed, adn turned back to his future players.

"Sir!" Asia pulled on his shirt.

"What do you want, girlie?"

"I want to play football."

"Now, sweetheart, this is a boys sport. Girls don't play football."

"Mister, if I can't play football, then why can you?"

"Excuse me?" He glared at the bold Stark girl.

"I want to play football. So I should be allowed."

"Listen to me, girl-"

"Sir!" The lawyer interrupted.

"Yeah?"

"By law, you have to let her play. If you don't, that's gender discrimination, which we can sue you over." She smiled. The coach huffed, and scratched his chin.

"What's your name, girlie?"

"Asia!" She cried happily.

"Full name. We put last names on the jerseys. "

"Asia-Hope Sophia Elizabeth Stark." She smiled. The coach groaned.

"Get your ass over there." Tony smiled.

"Mom's on her way! We'll be in the stands." Their lawyer left. Tony sat in the stands, listening quietly.

"What's that little girl doing on the field?" Some of the mothers asked.

"That's my little girl, and she wants to play football." Tony retorted. The people in the stands above him, gasped, seeing who it was. The genius winked, as Loki walked up. He was wearing his Cassandra disguise. Derek was smiling widely.

"Hi daddy!"

"Hey buddy! Hi baby." He kissed "Cassandra" and set Derek next to him.

"Was there any trouble?" The god asked.

"A little. Asia told him off." Tony chuckled.

"Did she?"

"Yep. Our little girl's a football player."

"And I play Lacrosse!" Derek chimed, still grinning.

"Still think music is a better choice, D. But, it's yours." Tony ruffled his hair. He giggled.

"I still want to play music. Can I learn to play guitar?" He gave his father a pleading look.

"You gonna stick with it?"

"Yes!"

"Follow it all the way, starting at acoustic?"

"Yes!"

"You just stop because you decided you didn't want play it anymore? Because if you do that, I won't let you learn another instrument."

"I promise daddy!" the whistle on the field blew. The couple looked up. Asia was on top of a boy, pulverizing him.

"Shit!" Tony jumped over the edge of the bleachers, and ran towards Asia. She was obviously pissed off, her precious French braided hair falling out. Tony managed to pry her off of the kid. "Sophia Elizabeth, what the hell was that?" He scolded. Asia heard her middle names, and paled.

"Daddy, he pulled my braid, and said girls don't play football! So I pushed him! He pushed me back, so I finished the fight like I'm supposed too!" She pleaded. Her eyes were wide with fear and angry tears. The coach was scratching his head.

"You- I- Don't let me catch you doing it again!" Tony grabbed her arm. "We're going home!"

"But daddy!" The tears spilled over.

"Mr. Stark!" The coach called. Tony glared at him. "Maybe there is a place for her in football." Loki/Cassandra looked extremely embarrassed. The boy's mother was pissed.

"That's it?! No punishment?! No banning room the field?!" She screamed. She got in Tony's face. "Don't you know mr. Stark, if you spare the rod-"

"You spoil the child. I get it. Get out my face, lady. I didn't say she wasn't going to be punished after this. She may not now." The woman looked appalled. "Don't tell me how to be a parent. "

"You are just like your father! An ignorant drunk!" She grabbed her son and stormed off the field. Tony gritted his teeth against letting Asia take a few more swings at the kid.

"What was his name, coach?" Tony asked, trying to keep a level head. The twins were close to Loki, holding tight to "her" jeans.

"Harry Osborne, why?"

"Fuck, I'll be hearing about this from Norman." Tony threw up his hands in anger. The disguised god grabbed his arm.

"Why don't we take the kids home, Tony?" She suggested, pulling at his sleeve.

"Could you? Norman Osborne is a bitch when he's angry." He thought for a moment, "Sophia Elizabeth, you come with me." Asia pouted, but obeyed. She took her father's hand. "See you at home."

They walked for a little while in silence. Loki had taken the car home. Tony was still fuming. "You realize what you did was wrong right?" He asked, finally a little calmer.

"I'm sorry daddy." She whispered.

"For hitting him, you should be. For sticking up for yourself, don't be." Tony sighed. "Look, don't hit someone unless they hit you first, baby." He stopped, kneeling in front of her. "But, you did a good job defending yourself. You'll have to do it a lot, being girl and playing football."

"Okay. Daddy?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"Can I play Lacrosse too?" She smiled sweetly. Tony chuckled.

"My little girl wants to be athlete? Sure, what the hell why not?" they made it to Osborne Tower, or as Tony called it, the Cheap Stark Knockoff. Harry was sitting in the lobby, playing with a soccer ball. "Apologize." Tony pointed at him. He had a black eye and a bloody nose.

"I'm sorry I hit you Harry." She kicked the dust at her feet. Harry looked up at her.

"I'm sorry I told you girls can't play football. I don't even want to play."

"Why did you go to practice, then?"

"My mommy wants me to play. I want to play soccer." He grinned, and held up a half eaten pack of Jelly beans. "Want one?" He offered. Asia smiled, and sat next to him.

"Sure."

"Of course you two become friends." Tony muttered. "Stay put, Asia. I'm going to talk to Harry's parents." he walked into the opposite elevator, watching the

kids. It was funny. Norman and Tony hated each other, mainly because they we two rich guys, trying to see who had the better toys. So, he found it humorous that Harry and Asia were fast friends. He reached the penthouse, where mr. and mrs. Osborne were arguing. Norman glared at Tony as he walked in.

"Ah, Mr. Stark. Pleasure to see you again. I was about to head to Stark Tower and speak to you about your little heathen of a daughter." He smiled smugly. Tony rolled his eyes.

"Listen up, Osborne, I hate you as much you hate me. But the kids, they're best friends already. All I had to do was get Asia to apologize. So, why don't you teach your kid to grow a set, and then he won't get his ass kicked by a girl every other day." Tony shrugged. Norman's jaw set.

"Mr. Stark, I suggest you keep that beast away from my Harry."

"Hmm, No. Asia has a friend besides her twin brother. So, I defiantly won't let our hatred get in the way." He turned to leave. "Who Knows, they even may get married." He chuckled, and left. Back at home, ASia was telling Loki about how she are a friend.

"What's his name?" Derek asked. "Because I made a friend too. His name is Peter. He's really shy, but super nice. He lives with his aunt and Uncle. They're really nice too." He explained nodding.

"His name is Harry. He wants to play soccer, and he likes jelly beans. His daddy hates our daddy." They giggled

"I also met a girl." Derek grinned. "She lives next to Peter. Her name is Mary-Jane, but everyone calls her Mj."

"Really?" Asia's eyes widened.

"Really."

"Alright, come on." Tony picked them up. The twins squealed. Loki was watching smiling. "You two start school tomorrow." He took them to bed. For the first time in a long time, Loki's mind wandered back to the horrific prophecy. Derek had 5,726 days left on his life. Loki's heart broke, almost audibly. His youngest son was so full of life and laughter. The god couldn't bear to lose him. Now that he played a dangerous sport like Lacrosse, his life might be even shorter.

"Loks?" Tony asked. Loki met his eyes. "Why are you crying?" Tony pulled the god into his arms. He broke, sobbing profusely. "Babe, I told you, don't think about it. It'll help." Tony rocked Loki gently. It was awkward, because the god was so much taller. But he loved him. And he had promised he would never leave him.

Little to Tony's knowledge, Loki had been devising a plan, and the god was not going to lose his son to the Oracle's prediction.