Prompt: Enchanted Xmas Ornaments

Couple : Loki/Tony Stark/Stephen Strange

Being married to a wizard was great.

Being married to two of them was even better.

Actually getting them to agree on a color scheme for the family Christmas tree...not so much.

"I think it should be blue."

"Of course you'd say that, you arrogant sycophant. Personally, I think it should be green."

"You think EVERYTHING should be green!"

Tony watched his husbands argue back and forth about what theme to use with exasperated amusement. Every year they went back and forth about whose colors should go on pq

, something about family honor from Loki's part and a need to control everything on Stephen's. The last time they got into this fight, magic was hurled back and forth, and he ended up with two hamster spouses for over a week.

Best to interrupt things before they got that far.

"Guys I was thinking.. "

"No, absolutely not!" Stephen said with a shake of his finger, " we are not going with fire engine red to match your suits, Tony."

"Actually, what I was going to say, STEPHANIE, is that we let our kids decide."

Stephen grumbled at the nickname while Loki did his best not to snicker.

"I...suppose that's not a bad idea...Loki?"

"I have no opposition to the little ones having a say."

"Uh, don't you think little is a bit of a stretch?" Tony asked with a raised brow," Peter's going to be 16 pretty soon."

"They are both my babies, even if I did only give birth to one of them! Besides, you know full well that Æsir culture would still consider them toddlers."

He had a point there. They were constantly having to remind Thor that humans had different age patterns and that Peter did not need a constant protector. The Thunder Göð was even worse over their five-year old daughter Morgan, especially since being Loki's daughter made her heir to Ásgarð's throne.

"That is so not the point, Elsa, but nevermind, we'll ask them when they get home from school. Speaking of which..."

Tony didn't get a chance to finish as Stephen was suddenly knocked onto the ground as a young girl appeared on top of him.

"Mama! Papa! Daddy! Look what I can do!"

"Look what you can do indeed," Loki said as he picked Morgan up and twirled her around," my smart little enchantress."

Stephen picked himself up off the floor and popped his back with an audible sigh.

"Yeah, that's great honey, really, did mommy teach you that?"

"Nope! Uncle Wong did."

"Figures."

"Told you we should have paid him in tuna melts when we asked him to babysit," Tony smirked as he walked over to give their daughter a kiss on the head," peanut butter and jelly just doesn't cut it Stephie."

Stephen opened his mouth to retort, but was interrupted by a loud crackling sound.

"Sounds like Peter's home."

The crackling grew louder as a large portal opened up into the room, allowing their teenage son to step through.

"Hey Dad, Doctor Dad...Mom!"

Peter dropped his bag onto the floor and ran over to sweep Loki up into a bone-crushing hug.

"Okay seriously Bambi, what do you have that me and Stephen don't?"

"Anthony, do you actually want me to answer that?"

"Nope, definitely not," Tony said before clapping his hands together," okay, you kids get washed up for dinner and then your mom, papa,and I have something to run by you."

*

Peter and Morgan sat surrounded by boxes upon boxes of decorations. When their parents had pitched the idea of them decorating the tree, he'd been thrilled at first. But then it came down to deciding how they were going to do it, and that led to their current predicament.

"I...have no idea what color to go with, what about you Morgy?"

"Pink is pretty!"

"Yeah but, Doctor Dad always says pink is an abomination against good taste."

Morgan scrunched up her nose in confusion.

"What's that mean?"

"Er...nevermind, maybe we can do all three colors they like?"

"But didn't mama yell at Papa that he kept switching out the other colors last time?"

"Crap, you're right," Peter huffed as he laid back on the floor, "we just need to come up with one theme that will make everyone happy."

The teen was about to give up, when he looked over and saw his sister doing something incredible. She had a white ornament floating in front of her, and on it was what looked like a picture of her and Tony dancing in the kitchen...except it was moving.

"What is that?!"

"Its called a memoriae proiectura, Uncle Wong taught it to me!"

"The fact that you can even pronounce a word like that at your age is unreal," Peter said, looking completely flabbergasted," Also what is it exactly?"

"It's a spell that takes your favorite memory and plays it on an object...kind of like Daddy's hologram thingies."

"Do you think you can perform that on more than one object at a time?"

The look she gave him made him think he just asked the dumbest question of the century.

"I am the Crown Princess of Ásgarð, of course I can do it."

Peter grinned as a brilliant idea popped into his head.

"Vanish the other decor away and keep the white ones, I've got an idea."

*

Stephen was exhausted.

Between the aching in his hands and two husbands with galactic sized Ptsd issues, he's lucky to get more than two hours of sleep per night.

So he was less than pleased that, after a night where he was finally pain free and his partners were sleeping peacefully on either side of him, he was woken abruptly by a five-year old bouncing on top of him.

"Papa!Mama!Daddy! Wake up! Wake up!"

"Eugghh, there better be some coffee behind this interruption."

Without lifting his head from Stephen's shoulder, Loki waved a hand and summoned a fresh cup of coffee onto the nightstand.

"Oh yeah that's the stuff," Tony said as he sat up and took a large sip," Now what is so urgent that you just couldn't wait, Meguna?"

"Peter and I want to show you the tree!"

"It's done already?"

"Yeah, we worked all night on it," Morgan giggled as she hopped off the bed," come on!"

Reluctantly, the three adults got up and headed downstairs. Loki had to clothe them all with magic since Stephen was too tired and Tony refused to let go of his coffee mug. When they reached the main room of the Sanctum, they were confused to see Peter standing next to an empty tree.

"Uh...Peter, unless you've hidden a second tree in the mirror dimension...I'm not seeing anything."

"Hold onto your robes, Doctor Dad, cause we haven't gotten to the good part yet. Hit it sis!

Morgan made a hand motion and summoned purple mandalas similar to Stephen's orange ones. She shot them at the tree, and in an instant ornaments and garlands began to levitate up the branches. As the bulbs rotated, the spouses noticed that there were moving pictures on them that looked very familiar.

"Are those memory projections on those bulbs?"

"Uh-huh, Peter wanted something that would make all three of you happy, so we decided to decorate with good memories!"

Loki tentatively reached out and grabbed one of the floating orbs. It was playing a memory from his childhood of the first time his mother showed him magic.

Ironically, it took Stephen to steady his hands when they began to shake.

"They're very good memories, dóttir mín... very good,indeed."

They spent the entire morning looking at the various scenes playing out against the decorations. The moment they met, their wedding, the birth of Morgan and Peter...it was all there.

As they sat there snuggled in front of the tree, talking, laughing, and telling various stories about the memories the kids didn't recognize, Tony knew one thing for certain...

Being married to wizards was wonderful.

But being the father to an enchantress and a spiderling filled with love was even better.