Marvel owns Loki and Darcy Lewis. I just own my computer,my version of Openoffice, and my sick fantasies. English is not my native language, and this story is un-betaed, so please forgive the mistakes and the typos.

Tickled-pinkmoodpoisoning gave me this prompt on Tumblr: "Could it be parent! Tasertricks? Loki and Darcy have a young boy, and Darcy has a secret game with her son. "What does daddy look like?" And he makes finger horns. "Make a daddy face!" And their son makes this great frowny face and Darcy just loves it. Eventually Loki finds out."

Loki had been away from his family for a few weeks, busy with performing his duty as Odin's impersonator with some diplomats. The Allfather was still immersed in his Odin's sleep, and both he and Thor had agreed at keeping the disguise, in order not to raise alarm in the other realms. Unfortunately that meant that often Loki had to leave and stay away from Darcy, and their son Hemingr for a long time.

The God of Mischief couldn't wait to see them again: every seconds away from his Queen and his little prince was agony, and during his permanence at Asgard he had imagined repeatedly how they were spending their time. Little Hemi was starting to babble his first words, and he hated to lose those precious moments.

A nod and a "Welcome back!" from Captain America interrupted his musings. Loki still couldn't stand the attitude of the patriotic superhero...always babbling about heroism, honor, righteousness...how boring he was! Rogers never did anything disrespectful, as snickering behind someone's back...as he was doing at the moment.

"Hold on...he's snickering behind my back!? How dare he affront me, a God?". Loki was already planning some mean trick to seek his revenge on Steve, when he realized that he had reached his apartment. He smiled, his irritation already forgotten, and anticipating the look of joy in his wife's and son's eyes, he decided to indulge himself and turned invisible, to observe them unseen.

The scene before his eyes cleared every doubt about the reason behind the Captain's hilarity earlier. Darcy and his little, sweet child, his own flesh and blood, were mocking him.

"Hemi, what does Daddy look like?". At his mother's prompt, the little child made finger horns with his chubby forefingers. "And now...make a daddy face!". Hemingr maintained his fingers just over his black hair, squinted his baby-blue eyes and pouted with great diligence, making the cutest impersonation of himself Loki had ever seen.

"So...that's how you are educating our child? Teaching him to disrespect his dear father?". Loki's mocking tone didn't alarm Darcy, who had sensed his husband's return to their home since the beginning.

"Well, after all, it's never too soon to show him the great importance of irony and sarcasm...Plus, he's the cutest Loki impersonator ever, admit it! Thor says that you used to do the same, when you were young and Odin was away: he told me that Frigga made you do it in front of the entire court, and they loved it...".

Loki nodded, letting his childhood's memories fill his mind. His son's voice caught back his attention. "Dada!" he exclaimed, and Loki kneeled down, taking his child in his arms, while Darcy hugged him.

"And now...let me teach you how to make an impression of our dear patriotic Captain, and then of your uncle, and then again of the Man of Iron...".

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