Combining two prompts because I skipped a day, oops and sorry.

5 & 6- Christmas Tree and Angel

"A little to the left."

"Appropriate?"

"No, that's a little too much to the left."

"And now?"

"I don't know, maybe on the other side of the living room?"

Loki turned around to give her a dry look, she resisted the urge to laugh and instead she tried to look very serious.

The tree reached the ceiling, it was so much bigger than she wanted it to be but her mom was being stubborn about the decorations, Darcy didn't know why since they wouldn't be seeing her parents this year.

"Closer to the kitchen? Is that not a fire hazard?" Loki raised an eyebrow at her and Darcy nodded solemnly.

"You're right, just..." She sighed dramatically before sitting down on the couch, as if tired from doing absolutely nothing.

"Yes?" Loki's voice sounded dubious, a small laugh bubbled at the back of her throat.

"Maybe just a little more to the left."

"Were you not the mother of my children..." Loki said threateningly but moved the tree a little to the left anyway. "acceptable?"

"Perfect." She gave him a thumbs up, Loki scoffed at her before leaving the room.

Lucas giggled from his playpen, a delighted little laugh that made her turn her head in curiosity. Lucas was standing, waving his hands towards the tree, his bared feet thumping against the mattress at the bottom of his playpen in an excited little dance she had come to love.

Loki entered the room again, this time carrying a box of decorations for the tree.

"All from last year." Last year when she was nearing the end of her pregnancy and to spend the time she had painted a bunch of ball ornaments. She wasn't ashamed of them, they were pretty and shiny thanks to the coat of clear nail polish she had bathe them in, but the fact they were Avengers themed hurt her soul sometimes.

Loki sat down next to her and opened the box.

Loki pulled out Tony's ball first, a replica of his arc reactor, and handed to her for inspection and her inspection told her the hormones were to blame for adding fire to Tony's ego.

Natasha's came next, black and red with a spider on one side, this one she didn't mind so much. Natasha was nice and she taught her how to defend herself, she was a good friend and being a spy didn't keep her from being sweet and open, which is why she added a tiny little red carnation near the top.

Clint's was a mess of purple and yellow, a thousand little arrows going into different directions, his was probably the messiest but she blame that on the fact it was the last one she made and Clint wouldn't stop poking at her stomach.

Bruce was a simple striped lines of purple and green, no decorations, just Bruce.

Steve's was a work of art, it had little kids playing in a snow covered wonderland, not because she had done it but because Steve had decided to be a sweetheart and joined her while she painted. She didn't sullied it by putting patriotic colors on it, Steve was more than just an American icon.

Thor was her brother-in-law, which was still weird. Sister was a normal thing shouted her way, kisses on the forehead were giving freely and the bear hugs made her dizzy from the inability to breath every time. Thor's ball was silver and red in a zigzag pattern that covered the entire ball, mew mew drawn as big as she make it because Thor was big and loud and there.

Loki's ball was green on one side, gold and black on the other. An acknowledgment from her that sometimes she felt like she didn't know him, forgot what he had done once upon a time, that sometimes it was all black and harsh gold and she didn't know what was real or fake. Green because that was the part of Loki she fell in love with first before she came to accept the black and the gold.

Lucas was getting too big for his playpen and had sneaked out without them noticing, grabbing Tony's ball before throwing in on the floor and expecting it to bounce.

"If you break that there will be many gifts upon the tree for you." Loki handed the ball back to Lucas and Lucas dropped it again, Darcy rolled her eyes at them before taking the ball from the floor.

"Lights first then the rest." Loki gave her a shrug of his shoulders before waving his hands and making the lights position themselves, Lucas giggled and suck his thumb in appreciation.

"Must be nice to be a magician." She got up from the couch, leaving Lucas trying to grab more balls from the coffee table and a chuckling Loki.

She inspected the lights, making a show of shaking her head once in awhile at them before going back to the coffee table and grabbing some of the balls.

"What do you think Lucas? Tony away from Natasha, Natasha near Clint, Clint as high as we can put him. Loki and Thor as close I can put them." She heard Loki getting up and trying to stop her from doing so but she clicked her tongue at him before putting Loki and Thor's balls as close as she could, "Ah yes metaphor."

"I loathe you."

"Because I'm implying that you and Thor are close or because sometimes my hormonal brain has naughty thoughts about you and Thor's balls...together?" She wasn't going to apologize for that, picturing two hot guys making out was normal even if one was her husband and the other one was his brother.

"Both." The small amount of color on his cheeks made her laugh until her sides started hurting, Evon wasn't happy about her laughing fit and kicked her to remind her to behave.

Loki put his arms around her and squeezed her tightly but not painfully.

"Lucas call the Avengers, I'm being abused." Darcy tried to slip out of Loki's hold, but between the laughing and Loki's supernatural strength, resistance was futile.

Lucas clapped his hands before picking something from the floor and ran towards them until he was hugging Loki's leg.

"Lucas what do you there?" Lucas was holding onto something and Darcy wondered where it came from. It took her a second to notice that the box of decorations was spilling its context on the floor, random Christmas decorations on the floor.

"Is that Grandmother's Angel?" Loki asked from behind her, easing his hold on her.

"Nana!" Lucas shouted excitedly before extending his hand to give the angel to his dad.

It wasn't Frigga as an angel, though Darcy wished it was because Frigga looked like angel, instead it was a delicate hand crafted angel made by Frigga's hand.

The angel looked a little like Darcy and Loki, her eyes and her lips were hers but the hair and nose were Loki's, a year old Christmas present. Darcy thought it was a little funky how much the angel looked like them, Loki had told her sometimes Frigga could look into the future and see things. She thought that meant they were wrong and the baby she was carrying back then was girl.

Loki took the angel and Darcy gasp with the realization that Frigga wasn't describing Lucas but Evon.

"Your grandma is awesome." Darcy told Lucas in dazed awe.

"Indeed, Lucas this is your sister." Loki inspected the angel a little harder, as if surprise by his mother's ingenuity.

"Evon?" Lucas questioned looking from the angel to her stomach.

"Yes." Loki handed the angel back to his son, Lucas looked over the angel before crinkling his nose and giving them a big smile.

"Pretty." And the angel was very pretty, beautiful really, and Lucas cradled it against his chest as if practicing for the real thing.

Loki put a hand on her stomach and Evon kicked him in greeting.

"I wish she could look like Frigga." Loki murmured melancholy against her hair and Darcy put both her hands on the hand on her stomach.

"But maybe she can learn to be like her." She could picture summers spent in Asgard, where she could shove Evon at Frigga so that she could learn to be awesome like her grandma.

Lucas ran into the tree, trying to hang the angel but instead causing Tony's ball to fall and break.

"Many presents upon the tree for you son." Loki smiled against her shoulder.

"Lucas don't touch that!"