AN: As you can probably tell this is drawing to an end. There will likely only be one or two more chapters. The last chapter was largely based around the song 'Shut up and Dance' by walk the moon. Any way, I was considering doing another Avengers story which would mainly involve Cap, Thor, and Loki attempting to get used to the modern world. I hope you have enjoyed this as I started it before I had really started to watch the Avengers films. Sorry for all the stupid spelling mistakes, mainly involving t because the letter doesn't work half the time. Enjoy :)

He woke up to the sound of light footsteps going down the stairs. Stretching he knocked the book he had been looking through onto the floor and got up. Opening the door he followed the person and was almost blinded by the light turning on as Kimberly came out of the kitchen to get the mug Taylor had used last night.

"Morning Loki." Her voice was husky and she brought her hand to her mouth and coughed. Loki couldn't help but smile at her sleep messed look.

"Morning. Do you normally get up this early?"

"This is late for me. Are you alright?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" he moved to sit down on the sofa.

"The walls are fairly thin, I heard you talking in your sleep. Something like ' I'm sorry Frigga.' Who was she?" She put the mug in the sink and sat next to Loki on the sofa.

"She was my mother, and I'm the reason she died." Loki hung his head, it was something that hadn't meant to happen. It wasn't part of his plan. Kim noticed his change in mood and gently clasped his shoulders, wrapping her arms around him slowly.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it." He rested his head on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist, causing her to jump slightly as his fingers touched skin. "That tickles." she said as he moved his hands under her shirt in an attempt to tickle her more. She scrunched up her noes and let out a small laugh as he tickled her.

The kettle popped off and they both jumped, Kim almost falling off the sofa. She laughed and got up, walking to the kitchen.

"Do you want a tea, Loki?" she asked as she poured the boiling hot water into her mug. Loki thought then nodded and she grabbed a mug and popped a teabag inside before pouring the water in. Squishing the teabag in the cup as she walked over, she handed a mug to Loki as she sat down. "What book were you reading yesterday?" she asked as she took a sip, Loki smiled slightly.

"It was a picture book." Kim furrowed her eyebrows.

"I don't have any picture bo- oh. You meant a photo album. Which one?" Loki put his tea down and got up.

"I will go and get it, I don't know if there is an order or not." Kimberly watched him leave as the clock ticked over to 5 in the morning. He came back down with a fairly small, ring bound, book in his hands as she placed her tea down and accepted the book.

"This is the first one. It's mainly photos of Tay, it also has her birth certificate in and my adoption papers in. Where did you get to?" she held the book for him to take and he flicked back to the page he had stopped on. It had 5 photos on and a letter from her school. Kim snorted when she remembered the letter.

"I was reading the letter, I don't quite understand why they needed to send a letter or what it was about." A wicked smile was curling up her mouth. She remembered the letter all too well.

"It was Tay's first day at school, that's what the photo's are of, and at the time I was working the afternoon shift at the hospital. Tay got into a fight, some kid was picking on a girl who had her hair in cornrows and said that she looked like a slave so she had to act like one, Tay got up and punched him in the face without saying a word. Of course the teacher only saw that and immediately sent her to the principle, the person who runs the school, where they tried to contact me. Because your not allowed to have phones on in the hospital I couldn't answer it so instead they sent her home with a letter. This one." Kim gestured to the letter with a smile. The letter read; meet the principle after school and bring Taylor.

"That explains the letter at least, if they couldn't contact you via your phone a letter should reach you."

"Exactly. So when I went to pick her up she handed me the letter immediately and I read it. Not knowing what this was about I asked Tay and she told me what it was about. I was angry to say the least, even angrier when they didn't think I was her mother. You see, I am originally from Lebanon which is still called Lebanon, but her family came from Gabon in Africa, so the skin colour difference is plain to see. They got annoyed at me and told me that they wanted to see her mother, Kimberly Foster, not her nanny, they didn't realise that I had adopted her and that she was my daughter. When I told them that I was Kimberly Foster they back tracked and apologised before telling me that Taylor had punched another student. I already knew this and so I told them what Tay had told me which they refuted.. I then told them that I wouldn't have adopted a child who lies, and that I would take them to court on denying human rights if they attempted to suspend her on the first day." She let out a laugh and shook her head. "They looked at me like a bunch of dead fish before they all started to apologise and say that they hadn't fully understood the situation and that they would keep a closer eye on the boy, who was a white 8 year old who seemed to think he owned everything he saw. He looked better with the bloody nose. On the way out I high five Tay and we had ice cream."

"Going through this makes a lot more sense with someone to tell the story." Loki stated as he sipped his tea. Kim laughed and picked up her own mug before checking the time, 5 past 5. Loki was a good listener.

"I can tell you other stories if you want to listen. After breakfast though, I require food." She got up and walked towards the kitchen, grabbing a bowl from one of the cupboards along with a box of Cheerios.

"That sounds like a plan. How long do we have until you take me to get clothes?" he asked as he stood up and walked towards her, putting his mug down in the sink, and hugged her from behind. She stiffened before relaxing and putting down the box of cereal, turning around to face him, noses touching.

"Well it doesn't open until 7 so I can tell you more if you want, that or we can go and help or hinder the hungover people. What do you want to do?" Loki smiled, almost evilly, as he leant in ever so slightly.

"I want to kiss you, I want to see your world with you. I- I want to be with you. But hindering their hangovers sound like fun as well." She smiled up at him.

"Well, we can do 2 of those things today, maybe 3. I think you can guess which 3, god of mischief." He closed the gap and pressed his lips against hers, letting his hands wrap around her waist. She gasped as her legs gave out, still shaky from the fall, and he picked her up and pushed her cereal bowl to the side so she could sit where it was. Her hands made their way up to his hair and tangled in it. He moaned against her mouth as she tugged on it and pulled him closer only to move back and pull herself from him. "We probably shouldn't."

"Why not? We have hou-"

"I would say get a room, but I fear that that is the problem, what with them being separate." the bottom stair creaked and Taylor entered the room. They didn't even pretend to not have been kissing. "Morning mom, Mischief." She walked past them and saw Kimberly's bowl of cereal. "Oh Cheerios." she picked up the bowl and her mother caught her hand.

"That''s mine, Tay. Make your own." she said as she jumped off of the counter and grabbed the milk from the fridge. Taylor smiled and turned back to a cupboard and reached up to grab a bowl with pale pink stripes.

"Fine then." she stuck her tongue out as she grabbed the box of cereal and poured it into her bowl, walking around Loki who was stood in the middle of the kitchen not knowing what to do.

"Pop tart?" Kim offered him as she grabbed a spoon from the cutlery draw. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Isn't that the thing that Thor is addicted to?" She smiled as she ate her cereal. A small noise caught her attention and startled Loki as a small black cat made its way through the window.

"Magik!" Taylor launched herself at the cat after putting her bowl down. The cat jumped inside the house and Taylor picked her cat up and span around with him, almost walking into Loki who was staring at their cat with wide eyes.

"What is that?" he pointed at their cat as he walked towards Kimberly.

"He is a cat, our pet." Taylor said as she stepped towards him again and held Magik in front of Loki. Magik scratched him. Loki stepped backwards and Taylor span him closer to her face and pouted. "No Magik. Mischief is our friend, you don't claw him."

"My name is not Mischief." Kimberly smiled and finished her cereal before grabbing the cat from her daughter so that she could eat her breakfast.

"What time are you starting today?" she asked as she put the cat down before turning to see Loki glaring at the cat. She swatted his shoulder as she walked past and put her bowl in the sink.

"I start at 7 today." Taylor replied around a mouthful of cereal. Magik meowed and Kimberly sighed as she walked towards the cat's bowl and grabbed it.

"That's early for you. Loki can you grab the cat food from the cupboards. Yep that one." Loki opened the cupboard and handed her the cat food.

"I have something important to say." Loki said as he handed her the food. Kimberly looked over her shoulder at him as Taylor's spoon stilled halfway to her mouth.

"Can it wait until Taylor's finished eating?" She turned back to the food and stirred it and then moved away from the counter and gave Magik his food.

"No, it can not. You see as soon as Thor has woken up, he will take me back to Asgard to finish out my sentence." Taylor nearly chocked on her breakfast and Kim whirled on him.

"What!?"

"I helped brother do something and avoided my sentence, I still have 10 years to do at most. In solitary." Taylor put her bowl down and hugged him.

"It was nice knowing you Mischief." Loki stiffened, he hadn't been hugged by Taylor before.

"10 years in solitary, that'll break you. It sure as hell broke me. I- can you still send an illusion down, can we still talk?" Loki shook his head.

"I am not sure if I could send one so far down. But yes I can hear through illusions so in theory we could still talk." Kimberly ran her hands through her hair as she started to pace.

"Theory isn't practise. It's not good enough, I'm coming with you." she stopped and turned to face him though he could tell that she felt incredibly guilty.

"What about Taylor? She needs you."

"She's 22. She hasn't needed me for a long time"

"She's also still in the room, gods guys talking about me like I'm not here. Do it mom."

"But-"

"As you said, I'm 22 I can live on my own. Besides, when was the last time you had fun?" Taylor put her bowl down and smirked at her mother though it was tinged with sadness. "And here I was, finally getting along with you Mischief."

"Well, I will have to talk to Thor, you are a Midgardian partially and Midgardians's are not allowed on Asgard." She pulled at her hair again and Loki gently grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her hair. "Even if you are not allowed to come I will find you after it is finished, I promise that. Now we should go and get me some clothes." He said to her, his hands either side of her face. She nodded and he pressed a kiss to her forehead and went upstairs to get changed.

"You'll stay here won't you. The house is mine and by right you own it once I leave-"

"I'll stay mom, don't worry. Just- just look after him, he's worse than he looks."

"I know." Kimberly turned and started back up the stairs to get dressed.