Loki had joined the avengers team recently. He moved into the avengers compound along with the others. He knew Stark had a daughter, you. He didn’t really like baby’s, he thought they were annoying, especially when they cry. But since he was living in the compound with everyone, he saw you often. You were different, and for some reason you liked Loki. Tony, your father often told you not to go near him, but you were only a baby and didn’t understand. Loki eventually began picking you up, playing with you and sometimes even taking care of you when Tony went on missions. He cared for you and was extremely gentle with you.

Today, Loki was sitting on the couch, watching tv alone. You came running into the room and to him. A smile instantly appeared on Lokis mouth as you ran over. He picked you up onto his lap.

“Where’s your dad, sweetie?”