A/N: Well, hello! You're here again! Hi! I'm tired...So I apologize for any typos. If they're there, I blame FF for not catching them. :) Ahem. Before you read, I'd like to tell you that I didn't leave the cliffhanger here to be mean (though the idea of it is a benefit), I left it here because I've reached 1,000 words and I'm too tired to write well! Honestly, guys, be glad for the wait. My writing sucks right now. You'd be begging me to stop if I went on 'cause I'd forget I was writing a word and I'd write "an" three times or something like that. Trust me, it's happened before.

Apparently, listening to a crap load o' MIKA does nothing anymore.

You should probably get to reading now. *sleepy smile*


"I forgot to tell you," Sue said over the phone. "Tony and Thor broke your treats jar trying to sneak cookies."

"The cookie jar?" Frigga turned around to see Thor and Loki giggling over a coloring book and goodheartedly shoving each other to the side. "Thor didn't tell me about that."

"That's probably because I told him I would. Sorry I didn't tell you last night. It just entirely slipped my mind."

"That's alright, Sue. Thank you for telling me now."

"You're welcome, Frigga." There was a loud crash somewhere in the background and a weak "I'm okay!" barely heard by Frigga, mixed in with Sue's panicked "Steve?" After a few seconds, Sue came back to the phone. "Sorry about that. Steve fell off the table and I have to find out why he was there in the first place. Are we still up for lunch on Sunday?"

"Yes." Odin could watch the kids since it would be his day off.

"Alright. See you there."

"Bye." Frigga hung up the phone. What was she going to do with her reckless boy?"

-0-

"Thor Bursen."

"Yeah, Mom?" Thor looked up from where he was coloring with Loki the next day, but his grin shrank when he saw the stern disappointment on Frigga's face.

"What's this I hear about my cookie jar?"

"Oh."

"'Oh' is not what I'm looking for, Thor. I just got off the phone with Sue."

"Um...Well, Tony wanted a cookie and we're always told to make our guests as comfortable as we can, so I tried to get him one, but-"

"Thor, you told me that you wanted the cookie!" Loki interrupted.

"Be quiet, Loki! I mean, um- I did, but I- um..."

Frigga just hummed and sat down next to Thor. "Obviously, you knot that you did something wrong and you wish you hadn't." Thor ashamedly nodded his head, playing with his crayon. "Well, I can't really ask for more than that. But the inside the car and the fridge do need cleaning. Perhaps you could help me with that tonight instead of playing outside with Loki?"

"Yes, Mom."

Frigga smiled. "Good. You can go back to you your coloring now." She set her cell phone on the kitchen counter and made herself a cup of coffee. After taking a few sips, she went upstairs to play her piano, forgetting her phone.

-0-

Thor pretended to be coloring his picture of a dragon with Loki, while really he was keeping an eye on his mother and watched her put the phone down. He watched her make and drink her coffee, and finally, he watched her leave. That was really perfect timing, because just then Loki got tired of his just sitting there. "If you're not going to color with me could you move over?"

"Sorry, Loki. I'm gonna go get some water."

"Alright," Loki mumbled without looking up. While reaching up with his right hand to get a glass from the cupboards, he swiped his mom's cell with his left. "What are you gonna do with Mom's phone?" Thor jumped at the sound of Loki's voice and turned to see his brother staring at him with a quizzical look.

"Uh, nothing. I mean, nothing wrong. I'm calling Tony, to see if he can talk to you sometime soon."

"Then why are you sneaking?"

Thor mentally groaned. "I'm not sneaking! Mom would say yes anyway, I'm just saving time by not asking."

"Oh. Okay." Loki smiled and went back to coloring.

Thor let out a breath of relief and filled the cup he was still holding with water. He climbed up the stairs to his bedroom, locking the door. He flipped the phone open and scrolled through Contacts, smirking in triumph when he found Maria Stark. He pressed the green phone button and held the cold metal up to his ear. Mrs. Stark answered soon enough with a strong "Hello?"

"Hello, Mrs. Stark?"

"That's me. Who's calling?"

"Thor. Can I talk to Tony, please?"

"I'm sorry, Thor, you can't. He's currently fixing a car with his dad. He won't be able to talk until Sunday. Until then he's grounded."

"Grounded?"

"Yes, grounded. It was the only thing I could think of after hearing about a certain cookie incident..."

Thor swallowed nervously. His mother was kinder than he realized. "Um, okay. could you tell him I called?"

"Will do."

"Alright. Thanks, Mrs. Stark."

"Bye, Thor."

Thor shut the phone and collapsed on his bed. Tony couldn't talk so he'd just have to think of a way to keep Loki okay while they waited for his best friend's advice. He thought long and hard about what to do, but couldn't come up with anything. He was about to fall asleep when he heard...his dad yelling? His stomach dropped so fast he felt sick as he started racing down the stairs. The closer he got, the more he could hear that Loki was crying.

-0-

Loki stopped coloring when Thor left and sat back in his chair to think. If all Thor did was smile and be good, then this should be easy. Actually, he didn't know why he was messing up in the first place! Dad was going to be home any minute and he'd be nice and cheerful. He cleaned up his coloring book and crayons and emptied his pockets of what could only be junk ('cause that's what Dad calls it) into his small toy box. He ran to the bathroom and combed his hair down and brushed his teeth with water. He made sure his buttons were done right and mentally cheered when he saw that everything was perfect - his socks were even on right.

He heard the front door open and close and walked to the living room. "Hey, Dad. How was work?"

Odin grumbled something about selfish, greedy idiots who did nothing but sit on their butts all day while he did all the work. The only thing he said coherently was, "Get me some ice water." Loki was in the kitchen in a flash. He got Dad's personalized tall cup from the cupboard and piled it to the very top with cubed ice, just the way he liked it. Then he closed the freezer and filled the rest of the cup with water. He was carrying the drink to his dad with a dish towel and was almost there...when he slipped on one of Thor's toy cars and went face-first to the floor.


A/N: DON'T HATE ME! Actually, I don't even know if this is suspenseful. I'm literally too tired to know how well I wrote it.

More than usual, PLEASE review! And please wish me a happy nap with Loki dreams... :)