A/N: Yay a faster update! This one is a tad more serious though, but there is humor in there, I promise! ^^ I just want to take a quick moment to properly thank everyone for all of the wonderful support! Seriously, all of you are amazing! :) Anyways, I don't own Nutella or the Avengers!

Loki simply stared out the window; his breakfast (which only consisted of Nutella) was left untouched in his lap. Two large ravens stared back at him.

"Thor?" the younger god called out slightly. The God of Thunder came bounding over to his bother and clapped his hands loudly in joy.

"Oh good, they received our message!"

"Message?" Loki did not like where things were headed. Thor slapped the trickster on the back and smiled eagerly.

"Mother and Father will be dining with us tonight!" The older god exclaimed happily.

"Here?" Loki's voice rose in pitch, much to his dismay, as he asked. Tony, who had been watching the prankster from the kitchen (he swore he'd kill Loki if he so much as tried to turn into a cat again), sauntered over to the brothers.

"Yep, only Tony Stark is awesome enough to have two of the most powerful gods over for dinner," he said with a smirk. Loki glared at the billionaire for a moment before glancing up at Thor.

"And why wasn't I told of this until now?" the God of Mischief asked with a fair amount venom in his voice.

"Let's just say it's a little revenge for yesterday morning, cat-boy," Tony said before turning to walk off.

"Don't pretend you did not enjoy it, man of iron!" Loki called after him.

"J.A.R.V.I.S., if you will," Stark said calmly. Loki barely had enough time to question before a large robotic hand came out of the ceiling, grabbed him, and held him outside of the window. The god could not help the small yelp that escaped his throat as he dangled about a hundred stories above the ground. It did not help that he could hear Tony and Thor laughing at him.

After a few hours of hanging out the window, Loki was finally allowed back inside.

"Mother and Father will arrive in one hour, do look presentable, please?" Thor addressed all of the Avengers and Loki. He mostly got smirks in reply. His younger sibling waited until everyone else left the room before practically exploding.

"Why are they coming? They're going to be so angry with me! I should hide, really anywhere, but not in Midgard….I need t-." Loki was cut off by Thor.

"Brother, they feel no such emotions about you. They miss you dearly, and they wish to try to rebuild their bond with you," Thor said soothingly. The trickster looked at him, doubt filling his expression.

"How could they ever forgive me?"

"Loki…they already have, and plus, all of the Avengers forgave you, even Agent Barton!" the older god said triumphantly. Loki shook his head slightly.

"I don't think I believe you…" the younger god muttered as he abruptly stormed off. Thor shook his head a little before heaving a sigh – tonight was going to be very long.

Roughly ten minutes before Odin and Frigga were to arrive, the Avengers and Loki assembled together. Thor surveyed his comrades and brother. Tony was dressed in a sleek black suit with a tie the same color of his Ironman suit, Natasha was in a moderately short black dress and dangerous looking heals, Bruce looked a little uncomfortable in his grey suit and purple tie, Clint looked almost out of place in his pinstriped suit, Steve looked somewhat relieved in his "vintage" business suit from the 1940's, and Loki looked rather shifty as he kept transforming his outfit from his Midgarian dress suit and scarf to his full on Asgardian armor sans the helmet. Thor, who was dressed in his full on Asgardian armor, laughed a little.

"Brother, I do believe the armor will do perfectly; Mother will be very proud to see what good condition you've kept in," the God of Thunder said encouragingly. Loki cast his gaze to the ground as he let his armor fully adorn his thin frame. Bruce was the only one to notice the trickster's breath hitch as they heard a very loud and strange noise abruptly come from the other side of the main entrance. Tony clapped his hands together as he quickly made his way to the door.

"Well, let's get this show on the road!" he said in a somehow sarcastic manner. Loki was about to jump behind Steve to hide, but Thor caught his arm and half dragged him to his side.

"I promise dear brother, everything will be fine," the older god whispered. It took a significant amount of Loki's concentration to keep his composure as Stark opened the door and welcomed the All-father and his wife into his not so humble residence. Everyone, except Thor, was a tad shocked when Frigga half bolted into the room and scooped Loki into a hug. The trickster was slightly caught off guard as she began to mutter motherly things and about how worried she'd been, how much she's truly missed him, how he is in a great need of a haircut, and how Asgard felt significantly less intelligent without him there. Everyone else's attention was directed to Odin who looked very out of place in his Asgardian armor. Clint muttered something about how he really needed to get an eye patch because all of the important people had one. The King of Asgard gave a sturdy nod to his firstborn and respectfully acknowledged each Avenger as Thor introduced them. After a few minutes of further rather awkward introductions, everyone made their way to the large dining table that was lavishly set up.

The first course of the meal went rather smoothly. It wasn't until half way through the meal that everyone noticed that Loki had been extraordinarily quiet. Frigga glanced over at Odin and whispered, "I think we might have lost him." Odin nodded subtly, watching Loki's illusion eat the trickster's dinner.

"But where would he have gone?" the All-father asked.

"I believe that beautiful balcony over there might be a good place to search," Frigga said encouragingly. Odin nodded again before politely excusing himself from the table. He carefully made his way to the balcony. He noted with guilt the almost inaudible sobbing coming from his younger son's silhouette. Loki was sitting in the edge of the baloney with his legs hanging over the edge. Odin silently walked over to his son and slowly sat down next to him.

"You're illusions are getting much more realistic, my son," the All-father said tentatively.

Frigga and the Avengers watched the two gods' conversation from afar. Oddly enough, the goddess and Steve were the only ones that could easily pick up the entire conversation. They occasionally smiled at one another as they eavesdropped on the very heartfelt conversation. After awhile, everyone could see Loki's body language shift to a softer mood.

"Father?"

"Yes, Loki?" The God of Mischief bit his lip, contemplated whether or not he should speak, but for once he let his heart make the decision for him.

"Can you not act as the All-father for but a moment?" Odin wasn't sure what Loki was playing at, but he need to prove to his son that he trusted him.

"Of course, my son."

Odin almost leapt out of shock when Loki abruptly half-threw himself onto the king and hugged him a little too roughly. The All-father could feel all of his reserve breaking down as he watched his youngest son, who he had previously thought to be lost forever, sob into his arms as Odin carefully cradled him.

Everyone else inside were dabbing their eyes subtly as they watched the scene play out between father and son. Thor suddenly jumped up a little, joy completely taking over his entire being.

"Mother that reminds me; I need to tell you about this wonderful substance known as Nutella!"

A/N: I think I just got attacked from an entire army of Loki feels! Goodness! I hope you enjoyed this, and want to read more! As always please submit any requests, prompts, or ideas that you'd like for me to work with – it really is fun to work with you guys! ^^ Stay awesome out there!