Unfiltered // Loki x Reader

"Where did she go?!" You panicked, looking around the room to see where Abigail was. "Abigail?" "Mummy?" You hear, along with the sound of small feet running along the floor. You turned to the door and saw your daughter running you with open arms. "Where-?" "Come with me!" She demanded, pulling your hand with all her might. "Okay, okay, calm down," You said, relaxed, and you picked her up. "Where are we going?" "That way!" She pointed, shaking her arm a bit. You chuckled and walked.

After the very loud instructions, you ended up in the livingroom to an oddly quiet Loki. You squinted, "What did you do?" "Absolutely nothing," He told you. "Do it again!" She said, "Again!" "Do what again?" Loki asked, walking over and bending down to her eye level with a smile. "Bue!" "Blue?" You corrected her, and she nodded. He chuckled between his teeth and stood back a bit. "Are you sure Abi?" He asked, eyebrows raised. She nodded, an open smile on her face.

Summoning the casket of ancient winters, in his hands, he waited for the whole of him to turn blue as she giggled, hitting her face once and looking through her fingers. As she kicked her legs around, she kicked you a few times and buried her face into your shoulder giggling. You smiled happily, laughing at her reaction. "Daddy is so handsome, isn't he?" You asked, making her look up to you with her hands still on her face. She nodded, giggling and kicking again. As he put it away, his Jotun form left and he grinned widely. You smiled widely at him, still feeling all fuzzy from the way she called you "mummy".

As Thor walked in, Abigail screamed his name, making him jump. "Oh," He walked over, smiling, "Hello, Abigail!" As she reached out for him to carry her, he did and told you both he was going to take her to Banner's lab with him.

As they left, you smiled, "That was cute." "What do you mean?" He asked, looking away for a moment. Chuckling, you told him: "You know what I mean." He chuckled too and you both sat down, "She speaks so much more now, don't you think?" "Well, she is three now." You nodded. "The teachers say she does really well in class." "Do they not just play in class?" Loki asked. You nodded, with a laugh, "I mean that she plays well; kindly." "She truly has taken after you," He says, pleased. "She will take a lot after you too, I am sure of it. She does look a lot like you too though, the hair, eyes, she may have my lips but she's as beautiful as you." "Are you sure that it is a good thing- if that takes after me, that is." He asks. "Of course. She will be a cleaver little girl." "I mean- my bad habits?" "-Loki," You smiled softly, reassuring him, "You have no bad habits, only misunderstandings. It's okay, we all have some."

He chuckled lightly, "I wonder how she'll get on, on Midgard. The two of us are from Asgard." You nodded, "I'm sure she'll be alright, after all, we have everyone here." "What would she be?" He wondered aloud. You hummed, confused. "An avenger? Or something else?" He explained. "Whatever she wants to be," You said, "I believe our girl will choose what is best for her." "You spoke well, like a true mother," He grinned.