"You are so beautiful." Thor's voice was like honey in his ear, and he shivered, maneuvering his body to face his brothers. "Really," he inquired, "well I do think so myself, thank you."

Thor snorted, leaving a chaste kiss on Loki's lips, gazing into his emerald eyes. The kiss deepened as Thor snaked an arm around Loki's hips, pulling him closer, flicking his tongue out, licking his brother's lower lip. A loud crash resounded throughout the room, followed by and 'uuuhhhh', and then footsteps running across the floor. Thor smiled, letting Loki go quickly and heading to the door.

"So sorry, dear brother but," Thor began, opening the door hastily, "duty calls. So, you should take care of that." He gestured toward the source of the sounds before disappearing out the door. Loki sneered in his direction, shaking his head and hiding a smile. He walked into the adjoining room, scanning it quickly. A large brass statue lay on its side in the corner of the room, the tip broken off of the statutes spear. He raised an eyebrow, eyes shifting to the culprit, who stood at the other end of the room, busying himself obviously pretending to read a book, which lay upside down in his hands.

Loki approached the boy quietly, taking a place behind him, before leaning down and saying in his ear, "Boo."

"Aaaahh!" The boy screamed, his book dropping to the floor in his surprise. "I didn't do it!"

Loki raised his eyebrow. "Oh yeah? Then the statue simply fell to the floor by itself?"

"Yes."

"Thoki…." Loki drawled awaiting the boy's response. The boys face slowly crumbled, and he sighed dramatically, looking up at Loki innocently. "I'm sorry, Father. Don't tell Dad!"

Loki smiled at the confession, "There that's a good boy. Now let's just pretend this didn't happen." Loki waved his fingers, and the statue righted itself slowly; the tip of the spear refastening itself to the rest of the brass. "There we go. That's better isn't it?"

"Yes!"

"How…did you manage that?" He gestured to the large, and rather heavy brass statue. Thoki shrugged.

"I tried to climb to the top…" He looked down on the floor in a pout, "I was too heavy."

Loki laughed, and gestured for the boy to be off. Thoki smiled and ran off, as Loki stood. He was growing quickly. The amount of growth his son experienced worried Loki greatly. He didn't wish for his son to be a giant. Loki knew he would never truly fit in in Asgard; especially since he was to be king. Thankfully, Thoki had been born like a regular Asgardian boy; beautiful blue eyes, wonderful curly blond hair. Voices from the next room made him smile.

He couldn't say the same however, for his beautiful daughter…Lokira. She was Thoki's younger sister, and, much to Loki's horror, she had been born like him; blue skin and markings, and starkingly red eyes. Loki had had to cast a ward spell on her to keep her true form at bay, but even without it she was beautiful and magnificent. Long black hair, and emerald eyes. He smiled out how their children had inherited their looks, and could not deny that history has a habit of repeating itself.

However Loki had no intention of hiding their parentage from them, as Odin had done to him. Even at this young age, Loki had explained to them about the Asgardians and Frost Giant's, and how even he, was one of them.

As he gazed upon his children he could not believe how far he had come. All his plans had played out perfectly, and he know ruled Asgard. Taking a seat in the golden throne. Thor had been proven not really fit for the task, so his brother had become the muscle. Directing the Einherjar and things like that. As for Loki, he ruled Asgard as king. Thor walked back into the room, and Loki watched from afar as he greeted his children, before coming up to Loki and placing a kiss to his lips.

"Everything is done now brother. We have extra time."

"Do we now?" Loki drawled, "And what do you intend to do with this, extra time?"

"We could do many things," Thor answered, "but I have a good idea of at least one of them." He snaked an arm around Loki, pulling him close. Loki smiled, nuzzling his face into Thor's larger form.

"Brother, could you answer me one question?"

"Of course, Loki!" Thor stated, surprised, "What is it?" Loki was silent for a few long moments, before speaking, his voice quiet and low.

"How is it, that after all I've done, you've still loved me so much?"

Thor did not seem surprised by this question, but simply held Loki tighter, kissing him gently once more, before whispering to him, "Because brother…Everything you have done….are past mistakes."