A/N: Hello, all! I'm here and awake! This is a slightly better spelled than Chapter Nine Chapter Ten! I hope you like it. It took a different direction than I had planned, so I guess we'll see how it goes. :)
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.
The glass slipped out of his hand and shattered on the floor. Glass flew every where, in big and small pieces. Loki didn't have time to throw his hands in front of himself so his head hit hard against the floor and he felt glass dig into his cheek. But worse than all of that - the pain, the shock, the pure failure, was the sound of his dad's yelling.
He bellowed out how clumsy Loki was and now he had water on the leather couch."Do you have any idea how much this will cost me!" Odin looked up from his couch (which he was frantically dabbing with Loki's dish towel) to where the boy was played on the floor, holding his cheek. "Look at me when I'm talking to you! Do you have any idea how much this will cost me?"
Loki looked from the couch to his dad, then back to the couch. "N-No?"
"Guess! Come on! Guess what I'll have to pay for your stupid mistake!"
Tears spilled out of Loki's eyes and he flinched at his father's words. "I don't know! I'm sorry, Dad!"
"Sorry? You're sorry? Sorry doesn't cut it, Loki!" Odin barked. "You have no idea-"
"Dad!" Both Odin and Loki turned to Thor, who was currently running to his brother's side. "Stop it, it was an accident!" Thor turned to Loki, inspecting his cheek. "Are you okay? Does your cheek hurt?"
Loki gasped in pain when Thor touched his bleeding cut, but still shook his head. "M'fine. I'm sorry, Thor! I didn't mean to!"
"What? What happened?"
"I - I tripped!" Loki grabbed Thor around the waste and threw his head to his older brother's chest. "It was an accident!"
"Accident my ass. It isn't that hard to watch where you're going and Loki didn't care." Loki cried harder when he heard what Odin was saying. "If he even cared a little-"
"You think he did this on purpose? Dad, he didn't trip on purpose! It was an accident! Loki's bleeding! Do you even care?"
"Don't you yell at me! I know what I saw!"
"Odin!" Frigga ran into the room and swept Loki up into her arms. "Why are you yelling at them? What in the world happened to excuse this?"
Odin just stood there a few moments, processing the sight of both Frigga and Thor holding Loki protectively and glaring at him. Him. Finally, he threw his hands up in the air in defeat. "Fine. You deal with him, he's your kid! I give up and I'm done." Odin left the house too soon and slammed the door behind him.
As soon as he was gone, Frigga folded herself to the floor and let Thor climb into her lap while still holding Loki. "Now, my darling. Can you tell me what happened?" She pulled the hair back from her son's wet face and gasped when she saw the blood. "Thor, get me a damp cloth."
Thor didn't need to be told twice. He ran to the kitchen and came back to Frigga trying to comfort a hysterical Loki. "Is he okay?" He asked quietly.
Frigga frowned and took the cloth from Thor. "I'm sure he will be, Dear. Just give me a few minutes to calm him." She dabbed the cloth against Loki's cheek and brushed her thumb against it until a small piece of glass fell from the wound. "Loki, Love. Please breathe."
Loki was trying, but the sobs kept coming. Every time he tried to breathe in, his entire body shook, making it difficult. And then when he breathed out, the air left all too willingly. "I-" he gasped. "I'm try- trying!"
Frigga held him against her chest and rocked back and forth. "I now it's hard to stop, but you need to breathe. Keep trying. Calm yourself down. Take your time. Relax." She rubbed soothing circles over his back with her soft hands and shushed him until he was mostly calm and his breaths turned to shuddering only once in a while. "Now," she began as he sat up straighter. "Can you tell me what happened?"
Loki glanced to Thor, who was sitting a little to the side, but looked like he wanted to tackle Loki with hugs. "I- Dad came home and asked for water. I went to get him some, but- but I tripped on the t-truck." Loki pointed and Thor glared at the accused truck and then the small child went back to his story. "The water went everywhere, and got all over Dad's couch. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Loki launched himself at his mother again and started to cry without tears. "It really was an 'cident."
"I know, Loki. I know..." Frigga thought a few moments before shifting Loki in her arms. "What do you think of seeing Steve?" Loki stiffened for a few moments and Frigga thought that he was actually going to refuse, but he started nodding his head rather quickly. "Thor, can you get me my phone? It should be on the kitchen counter."
Slight...fear? flashed in Thor's eyes, and he ran up the stairs. After sitting there for a while, wondering if she should go after him, Frigga heard Thor on the stair case again. "Um, I sorta borrowed it to call Tony. I left it upstairs," her son informed her at her silent questioning.
Too stressed to care, Frigga gratefully took the phone and speed-dialed Sue. "Hello? Sue, would you mind the boys and me coming over for a bit? Something came up here and I need to get them out of the house for a little while. Thanks we'll be there in about thirty minutes."
A/N: I need to stop torturing poor Loki... Six year old brains can't handle this much!
O_o I just realized that I titled this chapter the same as my other Kid!Loki and Kid!Thor fic...
Please review! I'm stepping into dangerous territory with where this is going and I would feel much safer if I knew that everyone was on board with me! :)