YAY! Another update! :)
At least I don't feel like total shit.
The hall was long and brightly lit, the light glimmering on Thor and Loki's hair.
They sat side by side next to a wooden door, Thor clasping his large hands together anxiously and Loki sitting as though carved from stone. Her emerald eyes were cold and indifferent while her brother's were peering and swiveling around the hall, nervousness seeping from his fourteen year old body. He looked up suddenly to glance at Loki's face, which had switched from its previous frostiness into a warmer, gentler expression. She smiled and clasped his hands in her own as Thor whispered as quietly as he couls manage:
"Do you think Mother will be alright, sister?"
Loki rubbed his hands soothingly and replied distractedly:
"Mother has done it before, brother. I'm sure she will manage this time around. After all, you were very large when you were born and she's still able to walk."
At the end, her voice gained a teasing nature, eyes glittering with mischief as she watched the elder's reaction. Thor wrinkled his nose playfully, sticking his tongue out in retaliation. He didn't seem at all offended as he scoffed back:
"And you weighed none at all! I swear Father could fit you in the palm of his hand when you were no more than a babe."
Loki smiled and leaned down to place a comforting kiss ontop of Thor's hand, eyes picking out his softening blue orbs and gentle smile. She was just about to reply with something witty no doubt, when a pretty woman stuck her head out of the door. She gave a sheepish smile and tucked a stray lock of mousy brown hair from her sweaty face, opening the door wider and saying:
"The All-Mother is ready to see you, Prince Thor and Princess Loki. Be very quiet though, she is still weak."
As soo as she said her message, she allowed the godlings in with a fond smile. As soon as the siblings were inside, the Healer scurried to the back of the dimly lit room, twittering among the other Healers and cleaning up. Loki tugged on Thor's hand and navigated her way to the side of a bed, letting go of her brother's hand to rush to the woman on the bed.
She looked as though she had better days, what with her brown-gold hair in dissaray, face pale and peaked and tired, kind brown doe eyes lifting lazily to the teen and pre-teen. Present Thor was watching the memory fondly, seemingly remembering this from Norns know how long ago. Jane bit back a snicker as she watched memory Thor warily approach the bed, looking very much like he wanted to be somewhere else than a room full of girls.
Frigga smiled at her son's uneasiness and said croakily:
"Do not be shy, Thor, for you are a big brother again."
Everyone thought Thor's eyes were going to pop out of his blonde head when he heard this, and thought it was super hilarious. Loki smiled brightly, though if one so chose to look deeper at her, they would see the slight frown crease between her elegant eyebrows and her smile a tad bit fake, as if she foresaw that the newest addition to her "family" was less than satisfactory in her beguiling green eyes. But these details were so small and seemingly insignificant, so no one took notice. A while later they would relize their mistake and literally facepalm, but that was later and this is now, so the Avengers and co. were better not noticing now.
Frigga shifted slightly and showed the ruddy face of an infant to the young immortals, Thor melting before its dark brown (Lol, correct me if I'm wrong) gaze and Loki giving it a calculating look. Their mother smiled and said softly, but proudly:
"His name is Baldur, my children. He is your new brother."
Thor gasped softly and leaned closer, arms stretching out as he said:
"May I hold him, Mother?"
Frigga nodded and pressed the infant boy into his older brother' arms. Thor held him like a piece of glass, gently rocking Baldur with the gentleness of a woman. Jane almost felt her heart melt at the sight, feeling reassured that Thor would make a great father. Then she spotted Loki who was tucked away next to Frigga, looking deceptively calm and collected. She idly watched Thor and Baldur, fingers rubbing circles on her false mother's hand. The princess was starled when Thor held Baldur out slightly to her with a hopeful look on his face, silently pleading her to at least hold her new brother. Loki gave in with a smile and gently took the baby in her arms, gently wrapping petite arms around him.
Baby Baldur rested comfortably in the crook of her arm, peering up at her with wide eyes and a toothless (Hehe, Toothlees) sortof smile. Loki, for her part, looked mildly uncomfortable when the infant decided to drift to sleep, and wasted no time in handing the bundle back to Frigga. Frigga smiled tiredly and held her newest baby to herself, content in just letting him hear her steady heartbeat.
"Children, I would believe it wise to let me rest, after all, childbirth is very wearisome."
Thor nodded vigoriously, probably not understanding why it was hard but ready to obey his mother all the same. Loki let herslef be dragged along behind the blonde, and gave an air kiss before she was swept out of the door. The false siblings wasted no time in setting off down the hallway, likely going to tell their separate friends the news of the newest member of their family.
Tony frowned as the screen died off and turned thoughtfully to present Thor. Looking contemplative, he asked lowly:
"You had another sibling?"
Thor nodded and replied:
"Yes, but he is not with us now as he had died many years ago to a mis-aimed shot of a blind man. Asgard greived for a long time when he died."
Tony nodded distractedly and vowed to read more Norse mythology after this was over.
*Grins*
This took two hours to write and if I do say so myself, it was alright.
SOOOOOO, Baldur enters the picture. Don't worry, I have a plan!
QUESTION HERE: PLEASE READ:
Which pharoh do you prefer: Hatshepsut or Cleopatra? This does have to do with the fic, so answer honestly, plz.
