A/N: Here's a longer chapter to make up for the wait. I was stuck on this chapter, mostly because I had lost over 600 words of this chapter at one point and had to rewrite it. But here we go!
I don't own The Avengers, Loki, Iron Man, or anything of the like. Just the thoughts inside my head. And taking some personal freedoms with mythology and lore.
Cyrus ran out to the living room ahead of the others and climbed up into Eindride's lap in the most uncomfortable way possible, making Eindride grunt every time he moved. He noticed that Tony and Loki were sitting next to his Dad on the couch and promptly crawled over Eindride and placed himself between his Dad and Grandpa. Key pulled herself up to sit between Tony and Loki more calmly, leaning her head against Tony's arm. They watched as Melli was pulling on Sander's hand to bring him back to the room, Chandra trailing behind him.
"Oh good, the messenger service has brought you back to us," Emma quipped sitting on the couch with Elpis between her and Kaia. It seemed they were done talking about the previous topic as Balder was gone as well. "Dad's feelin lazy-" Loki scoffed loudly at the declaration "-and so we were gonna order out."
"Before you have to go all blue on us again and go rule a Kingdom?" Sander raised an eyebrow He could see Emma and Kaia poised to tell him about giving too much information but he cut the off. "If Chandra's going to be helping, I'd really rather her not be getting surprised about stuff."
"He definitely takes after you," Tony commented to Loki, running his hand through Key's hair.
"He does have a point though," Loki said with a shrug. He waved his hand a little and some of the chairs moved closer to make room for the whole family to sit together "I think first, we should decide what to eat, I'm becoming quite famished."
"Meaning his appetite could rival Uncle Thor's," Eindride stated.
"Also meaning, whoever brings the food is going to get a fantastic tip," Emma finished.
"I think that Sander and Fay should get to choose what to eat," Melli declared with a knowing smirk.
"And why is that, little one?" Loki asked with a raised eyebrow. Melisande giggled and tugged on Sander's left hand again. "Is that a clue?"
"Please, please please please, tell me that you and Fay plan on having kids," Eindride suddenly pleaded, putting his hands together in front of him. "I want to see how you get utterly whipped by your own children, as much as you are by our sister." Chandra placed a hand over her mouth to try and hide her laughter as Fay rolled her eyes a little.
"That's something they can talk about after they talk about getting married," Kaia said, pointing at Eindride. "They have to figure out who's going to be the bride, so that it'll be easier to figure out who's going to carry the baby." She smirked when Sander let out a loud yelp.
"I'll have you know that I surprised her, and I did all the planning." Five wide eyes turned to look at him, and Fay just gently rested her forehead against the palm of her hand. Loki just smirked. "That was kind of a crappy way to announce that I proposed, wasn't it?" Chandra and Melli nodded at him.
"As if I expected anything else from you." He turned to see that Fay had gotten up from her seat and was standing in front of him now, smiling. "I told you today might not be a bad birthday."
Tony raised his hand, a smile on his face, and Loki pushed his hand back down. That didn't stop his mouth from moving. "So, who Is going to wear the dress?" Tony let out a yelp when Key pinched his side, and Loki was grinning at the action. "It's a valid question! There could be two weddings you know."
"Oh yes," Loki looked over at Sander, who's cheeks were turning a little red. He never liked discussing his shapeshifting personal life with anyone other than Melisande, Loki, and sometimes Tony. And now the whole family was here for the conversation. "That is very possible, so many possibilities. And it would give your father another reason to go shopping for a wedding dress for one of his children."
"I'm starting to wonder if maybe Dad has a little dress envy." Kaia and Emma grinned at Tony.
"Heeeey," Tony whined, frowning a little.
"He had to miss out on dress shopping for Emma and Elpis, so you'll need to pick up for the slack, Sander." Sander scowled at his two older sister on the couch, sparing one for for Elpis who was hiding her face in the couch cushion to muffle her laughter.
"Chandra," Sander said calmly, not looking away from his siblings. "I want you to think very carefully about getting involved with this family, because they are cruel, very cruel." He jumped a little when Melli pinched his leg at his words. "I repeat. Cru-El."
Sander was in the kitchen helping to put away the leftovers from dinner, listening to the rest of the house start to get quieter as the kids were falling asleep, a movie playing in the background. He didn't hear Loki walk in but he could feel him as he approached.
"I tell you, if I wasn't born into this family, I'd at least want to be the one who delivers our food." He snapped a top on the container and set it by the others. "Did Dad really give him over a hundred dollars for a tip?"
"You know your father," Loki said as he reached over to grab a carrot before Sander sealed the next container. "He felt the need to celebrate and gives in plenty. I can't deny him the right. It's about time, honestly." He smirked when Sander shot him a look. "I must say that I'm happy to see it happen, though. There was a small, unfortunate, thought that it might not happen."
"Because I might be too depressed?" Sander asked with a raised eyebrow. "I won't lie and say that it wouldn't have been a possibility, but, when has this family let someone down." He gave Loki a genuine smile. "The wedding just might be a little delayed as i wait for my Best Man."
"I think a little tardiness can be excused," Loki nodded, agreeing. "After all, it took many years before your father and I actually got married after his surprise proposal. In fact I made him wait until after Eindride had been born. I'm afraid that it could start to become a habit in this family, if we aren't careful."
"Does Anders really count?" Loki snorted a little as he leaned against the counter. "I mean, he's always been a little crazy to us." Sander grabbed the containers and moved over to put them away in the fridge. "I think I have a few questions, possibly, about that?" Loki raised an eyebrow at his son, noticing the color coming to his face. "I guess I'm not very informed about my shapeshifting abilities, not like you or Fay. Is it-" He stopped when Loki held up two fingers, grateful for the cue to stop.
"It is very possible, if you two aren't completely paying attention, for you to become with child." Loki could have sworn that Sander had paled a little, almost unnoticeable. "It would be almost too uncomfortable for both of us to discuss what happens between you two."
"Thank you," Sander said almost painfully.
"But, distractions can lead to surprises. How do you think most of our children were born?" Loki grinned when Sander nearly choked on his own breath. "Oh, I do enjoy telling the truth almost as much as I enjoy making mischief. It throws so many people off."
"I'm starting to despise this family," Sander murmured, rubbing the bride of his nose with two fingers.
