Here be the next chapter for yer lovely lot! I hope you enjoy. Please comment you awesomeness!

Marvel owns Loki and all remnants of Asgard. Loofney and Leera are mine

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The days and weeks that followed were peaceful. Loofney had grown stronger and accustomed to the temperatures around him. Loki did not acknowledge Thor nor Odin unless they addressed him, which much to his annoyance was every meal time. Loofney was not just over a month old and had grown with such a speed that was inhuman. His once bald head now had a thin covering of black. He was now able to sit by himself, and already took to crawling, much to the surprise of Leera. She had never seen a human child learnt this fast! Not even at the age of 1! But he was not human, so in away, she expected it. He could not talk yet, but he had acquired many sounds and noises that both his parents and grandparents could decipher as to what he wanted.

During the nights when Loofney slept, in the coolness of the night air, Loki and Leera would sit on the balcony and read through books filled with a variety of arts and sciences, and Loki helped to develop Leera's recently discovered abilities. She had grown from lighting a candle by a swish of her hand to now, much to Loki's satisfaction, dressing herself just as he did. It was a wintry afternoon, and Thor, Sif and the warriors three left the royal palace on a joyous hunt somewhere in a nearby realm, Odin and Frigga attended a meeting of alliances between past friends in the golden hall, and Loki, Leera and the young son of Loki sat in the gardens of Asgard. Leera leant against a tree on a blanket of the floor, wrapped up in several layers to keep warm. Loki sat beside her dressed in his, slightly thicker, royal attire and little Loofney led on the blanket, in his thin all in one, giggling and grabbing the air. They sat in silence, but not awkward silence as they happily watched their son wiggle about on the floor. As well as their son getting stronger, the emerald prince and his loves marriage grew stronger. Leera felt honoured as she and her son where the only ones Loki would allow to see him express his emotions. During meal times he was hard, silent and cold, but in the privacy of their own room, or as they were right now, he let it all go and was as if he was a new person. He was loving, kind, soft and gentle towards his wife and son. It was like constantly seeing two different people, Leera thought. "What is on your mind?" Loki asked, turning his head, smiling at his wife. Leera closed her garments tightly around herself and looked back.

"Did Thor tell you he went to earth last week?" Loki nodded and looked back to his son, stroking his exposed back and smiled as he giggled, crawling on his stomach.

"Yes, he did. They have been informed and did not take kindly to what was said. Yet, I have been assured that they are willing to forgive me. So kind of them" Loki said sarcastically.

"At least they know now." Leera said in reply and leaned over into a basket by the side of her. Pulling out a bottle, Leera uses her new found abilities and warmed up the chilled milk, placing it on the ground, on a little away from Loofney, allowing him to crawl to it. And he did, eagerly. Grasping the bottle, Loofney rolled onto his back and drank eagerly, making slurping sounds.

"I spoke with mother earlier..." Loki replied, leaning against the tree folding his arms. Leera shot a look straight to him in surprise.

"You did!"

"Yes. We spoke, reminisced, more so her than me. She spoke of how Odin feels about the whole situation of us not speaking. She hopes that it will be as it once was. She asked how you both were. It was rather strange, to sit and have a conversation with her..."

"... Did you enjoy it?"

"... I did not want to at first. But in the end, I did. I've missed the communication between both of us. I always felt like I belonged when I was in her company. That is one thing that has never changed. She also spoke of other things, some of which she was sure you would not be too pleased about" Loki chuckled looking lovingly at the dark haired woman beside him, taking her hand in his. Leera raised an eyebrow.

"What things?" Leera asked nervously.

"She spoke of the possibility of more grandchildren" Loki bit his lip, a slight tint covering his cheeks, lowering his eyes slightly.

"What? Loofney isn't even a year old yet!" Leera gasped then coughed, almost as if she was choking on a drink. Loki sniggered, knowing her reaction would be as such and leaned down, picking up Loofney, lifting him to face Leera.

"But look at him Leera, imagine another one of these in nine months' time" Loki played, teasing Leera whilst moving Loofney closer to her face then back towards him. All the while Loofney enjoying moving back and forward by his father's hands.

"Imagine the size of the black eye you'll get in nine months' time" Leera replied, taking Loofney from Loki's hands and stood to her feet. Loki shook his head and laughed, jumping to his feet. Loofney held on to his mother's dress and buried his head into her neck. Loki stood behind her and sneaked his hand around her waist, hugging both Leera and Loofney. Blowing hair away from Leera's ear, Loki leaned in and presses a kiss to it. "We will have another..." Loki whispered, sending a shiver down Leera's spine. Twisting from his grasp, Leera walked down the path, looking back playfully and called out

"You can try Loki, you can try" Loki chuckles and leant down, picking up the picnic basket and blanket. Running to catch up with his wife, Loki dropped the items and they disappeared in a flash.

"You know I always win Leera" Loki teases, skipping to a slow walk by her side.

"Oh please, humour me. I'd like to see you win me over" Leera rolled her eyes. Loki moved behind his wife and leaned against her ear.

"My dear, I won you over a long time ago" Leera shivered and sighed, looking playfully at Loki.

"Here..." Leera passed Loofney over with a cheeky gleam in his eye "... His nappy needs changing!" Leera laughed and walked faster up the path towards the palace. Loki held Loofney; his arms stretched straight, his eyes wide looking over to Leera. She was almost inside and Loki felt like a complete idiot, holding out his son, in the garden, not wanting to change him.

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"And what do you propose, Frigga? Chaining him to a wall until he complies? Pin his mouth open so he talks? No! It will not happen. He will not acknowledge me, and I do not intend to force him against his will" Odin said, walking back and forth, his arms behind his back, annoyed. Frigga stepped away from the balcony to face her husband.

"At least make an effort Odin! It is breaking my heart to see you both like this, and Thor. Our family is breaking apart. The only thing holding us together is Leera and Loofney! Is this what you want?" Frigga said, almost a shout.

"Of course not! I want everything back to normal as much as you, but you know Loki wishes nothing to do with us. We are dead to him!" Odin growled.

"Please Odin, just try. Try and talk to him. Try and see eye to eye. Just try for all our sakes" Frigga spat, tears trickling down her face "we spoke this morn, Loki and I. He's breaking inside as much as you are." Frigga finished and left their chambers. Odin sighing greatly and sat on the bed, shaking his head.

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"Thank you so much my dear..." Loki said sarcastically entering his chambers, expecting Leera to be there waiting, but instead, Thor, having returned from his activities, stood by the balcony. Loki growled and took Loofney to his cot. "What do you want Thor?"

"I wish to talk to you" Thor said, stepping down towards the younger. Loki backed away from him, glaring.

"I did not permit you to enter my chambers. Do you insinuate that I should tolerate your cockiness and self-assuredness? Be thankful that I turned up in one of my best moods! If I were to turn up, and find you here in my chambers, in a fowler mood, you should be so lucky to keep your kneecaps!" Loki snapped, flailing his arms in frustration.

"Brother, do not be so heartless towards me. Have you forgotten everything we have shared together?" Thor pleaded with sorrow filled eyes. "I miss our talks, your company..."

"Heartless? Was it not heartless of father to withhold the truth from me and keep me as a form of reconciliation with an enemy realm, yet you seem unphased at that detail"

"Loki please, can we not just talk without bitterness and hatred? Can we not converse civilly?" Thor said, sitting down, defeated on Loki's bed. Why, Loki thought, did everyone take to sitting on his bed!

"I think not"

"Why? Has everything hardened you so much that a simple conversation between brothers is impossible?"

"I am not your brother, Thor." Loki said. It sounded dull to him. Too overused. And every time he said it, a rippled of pain corded through his heart. Thor stood, hating that that was Loki's retort every time and stood extremely close to Loki, grabbing his head in his hands. Loki growled and tried to pry Thor's hands from his head. Thor rested his head against Loki's and whispered

"Please Loki, don't do this" Loki tried to release himself from Thor's grasp but was unsuccessful, and then he had an idea. The only way that would actually get Thor from him. Loki leant his head back slightly and thrust it forward in a matter is seconds. The tricksters head slammed against the golden gods and Thor yelled, dropping his hands and cupped his head, looking with tear filled eyes at Loki. Loki snarled at Thor and held his side that began to throb for no apparent reason.

"Loki?" Thor said, instantly forgiving his brother and noticed his brother clutch his side. "What is it?"

"Nothing! Leave me!" Loki's coarse voice replied. The green god held out his free hand and grasped onto the bed post, steadying himself. Loki's head began to throb (Loki presumed that it was due to the head-butt). Holding his lips tightly shut, stopping the urge from just opening his mouth and vomiting. Thor slowly approached Loki, nervous, expecting a sudden outburst. Loki closed his eyes and swayed.

"Loki, what's wrong?" Thor tried again. Loki shook his head and quickly sat down, placing his head between his legs, supporting himself by placing his hands on his knees. Loki began to gag, emotions screaming in his head. All these emotions inside made him feel woozy, I'll almost. Thor's sudden affectionate actions, before he head-butted him, felt like a thump in the side, a knock to the head and a high temperature all at once. Opening his mouth unwillingly, Loki vomited on the wooden floor, his black locks falling against his cheek bones. Thor sat down beside him quickly and grabbed his hair, pulling it away from Loki's vomiting mouth...