(Just to let you know, since Thor is 1500 and Loki is 1048 in the MCU, I am 100 years as 1 human year for average. Of course it's not accurate, bute just deal with it alright.)
One: My baby brother
In the golden halls of Asgard, four young children ran around playing tag.
The one in the very end was a rather chubby one with easily distinguished red hair. Volstagg.
Followed him the charming blonde boy named Fandral and a blonde beauty who went by the name of Sif.
Before them was a black haired asian looking boy who's name is Hogun.
In the very front was the prince of Asgard, the athletic Thor and God of Thunder.
The five godly kids seemed to be playing tag and chasing Thor when a tall guard entered their playroom.
"Prince Thor," spoke the guard, "the king and queen are requesting for your presence."
The five groaned, but obliged and Thor followed the guard with a very whiny expression.
"Mother, father, you called me," questioned Thor as he approached his parents who gave him a bright smile.
"Yes Thor, we believe that this situation is of rather great importance and you should be aware of it," Replied the all-father Odin.
Thor had no idea what was going on, but hearing that he felt proud of himself and raised his chest adorably to show that he's big enough to understand whatever was going on.
His mother then questioned him, "Thor dear, how do you feel about being a older brother?"
Thor looked at her in confusion. He had never really thought about ever being a older brother. No one had ever mentioned it so he didn't gave it much of a thought. So naturally, he asked a very basic question.
"Will they play with me?"
Both the ruler chuckled at the question. Of course, the question was naturally to be asked by a child.
"When he grows up, maybe," answered the all-mother Frigga.
"Then yes, that sounds great," beamed Thor happily.
"Well then, we would like you to meet your new brother," Odin spoke and then Frigga picked up a small baby from a golden crib in the room which Thor hadn't noticed before.
Thor looked at his brother for the very first time and apon observing the little boy, he spoke, "He's my brother? He's so little."
"You were this little too once," chuckled Odin.
"Really father? So he will get bigger too," questioned Thor.
"Yes, of course he will son," replied Odin.
"How old is he mother," asked Thor, now excited to know about his baby brother.
"He's 47 years old at the moment son," replied Frigga with a smile.
"47? That's so young! What's his name," questioned Thor.
"We haven't decided yet, we thought that you could help us name him," Odin told him with a smile.
Thor beamed at that. He'll get to name his baby brother!
He then looked at his baby brother who was looking at everyone with his bright green eyes. He, for some reason for a name a name in his mind that for some weird reason seemed to fit those curious eyes too much.
"Loki," finally said Thor and the two parents nodded in approval. To his joy, the baby seemed to like the name as he giggled for the first time.
"Prince Loki Odinson," Odin reprised.
Frigga smiled at her two sons and told Thor, "What a lovely name you have picked."
"I can't wait to tell my friends and my brother," Thor exclaimed happily, "My brother and I will be the best friends and I will always protect him!"
Both Odin and Frigga smiled happily at their sons excitement.
