Summary: Thor and Loki gather for Easter.
Rating: K+
Genre: Drama/Family
A/N: Today I'm releasing Part 1 and Part 2, instead of two unrelated parts.
Thor managed to keep his footing as Loki teleported him into their meeting place. It was the same place that they spent the little time on Easter, Christmas Eve, and sometimes on other holidays that Loki would allow, together. Thor's eyes took in the room and to his disappointment, it looked the same as it always had through the years. Nothing had changed.
It was a plain, white room with no photos on the walls. There was little in the way of furniture, except for a table with two elegant but plain dark wooden chairs in front of a table that was most likely wooden as well. Thor had never seen the table's face before as it was always covered in a blue and white simple, but elegant table cloth. There were no windows in the room, however, there were two doors leading away from the room. One led to the bathroom, however, the other was still a mystery because Loki was adamant that Thor not explore the rest of their meeting place.
Whenever Thor had inquired in the past, Loki had always threatened to teleport him away and never let him came back to their meeting place. He was also greeted with the same response whenever he had tried to get a look at the rest of wherever they were at the moment. Thus far, Loki had kept him away from even trying, with a glare and narrowed eyes that he had sent Thor any time that he even got too close, for Loki's comfort, to the door in question. Thor made his way carefully over to the chair by the table that had been designated as his. The two of them picked their way quickly through a meal of which Thor had made absolutely none of. He had been a little busy lately with the amount of crime that had picked up in the last few weeks and had only just about managed to meet Loki on time.
"This is very good, did you make this?" Thor asked after swallowing some ham.
"No," Loki replied before eating a forkful of mashed potatoes.
"Who made it then?" Thor asked only semi-curious. He didn't really care who made it, he simply cared that it tasted so good.
"I got it from somewhere," Loki answered vaguely before eating another forkful of mashed potatoes.
Thor nodded taking another bite of the ham. It was very good. There was a short lull in the conversation as the two of them worked their way through the food on the table, which could have feed at least six Midgardians. Thor was starting to get full when Loki's eyes widened in alarm.
"I forgot dessert," Loki said with a sigh as he got up and went to the door that Thor wasn't supposed to go through.
Thor stared at the door for a long moment. Loki wasn't there to teleport him away and he had always wanted to see what Loki hiding. However, if he did Loki probably would never invite him over again and they would probably never see each other again. Then again, Thor was determined to find out what it was that Loki was hiding. Before he could talk himself out of it Thor opened the door.
His eyes widened and he let out a sharp breath at the sight before him. Directly in front of him were large windows which covered what seemed to be half the room. The sight that Thor saw though was what shocked him.
It was New York. Loki's secret hideout was in New York. In fact, he knew all too well the buildings that he could see. Footsteps came from behind him and he turned to see Loki holding a chocolate pie and looking from him to the window.
"You live in New York!" Thor yelled.
Loki looked up surprised for a moment before schooling his features, as he always did.
"You live in New York, ten blocks away from the Avengers Towers and the only time you could be bothered to be seen is on Holidays!" Loki opened his mouth like he was going to answer before closing it again.
That was when Thor caught sight of something else, something else that made him frown. Behind Loki, there was another wall, but this one had some pictures on it. Most of them were just of various different people, but there was one similarity to all the pictures, they all contained one person in common. The person was familiar too and it only took a few moments before Thor recognized him.
"Rob McMillan?"
Thor said, looking at Loki angrily, "Did you hurt Rob? " Thor asked outraged.
Rob was one of Tony's friends and one of the few people who could keep up with the genius as he bounced from subject to subject. Thor frowned though as his assumption seemed wrong in some way, although he wasn't sure how. He remembered then that they had been going to this place for nearly two years and that Loki had once saved Tony's life.
He, like all the others, had assumed at the time that Loki had done it as a favor to him, but now he was starting to think that maybe all of them had been wrong. In fact, all the pieces of the puzzle were coming together. Loki always wearing high-end suits, never seeming to have to worry about money. Loki had even used a GO tablet. All the little things, like Tony telling him that he found out where Rob lived around the same time that Loki had abruptly cut short their conversation. Even Rob's height was the same. The more he thought about the more obvious it was and he felt foolish for not having seen it sooner.
"Thor I can explain," Loki said sounding a little nervous, but at this point, Thor didn't need it spelled out for him, he already knew what was going on. He was not as oblivious as everyone thought he was.
Thor took in a shaky breath, stunned. "You're Rob McMillan."