Avengers x teen reader x father Loki Epilogue

Epilogue

Previously:

                “I thought… I dreamt you came and cared for me,” she whispered. “That was not a dream, my precious daughter,” Loki said. (Name)’s (e/c) orbs widened. “I promise to be better,” Loki smiled softly, “Because I love you,” A wide smile crept across (Name)’s face and she hugged him tightly. “I love you too, Father,”

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Time skip

                “(NICKNAME)!!” Clint cried in delight as he bear hugged, (Name). “I missed you soooo much,” (Name) smiled and hugged him back. “I missed you too,” she said, “Now will you please let go of me?” Tony chuckled and pulled the over excited Clint off (Name). “Hey kiddo, long time no see,” Tony grinned, whiskey in his hand. “Brother Anthony,” Thor boomed. A big grin on the blondes face. “Nice to see you Break Point,” Tony took a swig of his drink.

                “Where are the others?” (Name) asked. “Capsicle and Spy Barbie are on a mission, and the Jolly Green Giant is down in his lab,” (name) cracked a smile and laughed a bit. Tony frowned stared annoyed at his glass. All the ice cubes had melted. (Name) snapped her fingers and made three small cubes fell in his glass. “Thanks Icy,” Tony smiled. Then (Name) teleported to the lab.

    “Miss me Brucie?” she asked, sitting on a chair. Bruce jumped. “Oh (Name)!” he shook his head, while saying, “You’ve got to stop doing that,” (Name) smiled, “Well I missed you,” Bruce spun around and stuck out his hand. (Name) pushed it away and embraced him. Bruce slowly wrapped his arms around the Asgardian girl. “Yeah, I missed you too,” he murmured.

    “Here,” (Name) held a small flower in her palm. “(Name)…?” Bruce stared at the flower. “Take it,” she opened his palm and placed the blue flower in his hand, “I brought it here, for your research,” Bruce smiled and gently enclosed the flower in his hand. “Thank you,” Bruce said, slipping the flower into his lab coat pocket. “It’s good to see you again (name),” Bruce patted her on the shoulder. (Name) grinned in delight.

    “HEEEEEEEEELLLP!!!” the voice of the infamous billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, Tony Stark floated into the room. “What was that?” Bruce looked upwards. “I’d think Father’s here,” (Name) sighed. “You better get up there,” Bruce said. “Okay,” (Name) nodded, “I’ll check in on you later,” and with that she teleported up next to floor.

    “FATHER!” (Name) cried, “Stop choking Tony!” Loki let go of Tony’s throat. “Sorry,” Loki muttered. “No you’re not,” Tony scoffed. Loki glared at the billionaire. “Now children,” Clint teased, “Listen to your mother,” (Name) rolled her (e/c) orbs.

    “(Name) let’s go. We need to return home,” Loki ordered. (Name) frowned deeply, “But Father, Uncle Thor said to-,” “Don’t ‘Uncle Thor’ me,” Loki shook his head. “Father please, I know I should’ve told you but I needed to get away,” (Name) protested. Loki sighed, frustrated and stalked off.

    “Tony?” (Name) asked, sitting down at the bar. “Sup’ kiddo?” Tony plopped down next to her. “Can I have a drink?” (Name) looked over at him. “Sure thing kid. Water or maybe a soda,” Tony suggested.

“Scotch,”

“Say again?!”

“I want scotch on the rocks,” she repeated. “Kid, last time I saw you two years ago, you refused any drinks,” Tony said. (Name) met Tony’s brown gaze. “There’s been some… should I say, situations in Asgard. Steve says alcohol makes you forget yourself,” “Now (Name),” Tony said, “I may be a playboy and I may be known as a bit of an alcoholic but I refuse to let you drink yourself into a desperate stupor,” (Name) puffed out her cheeks clearly annoyed. “Look, (Name), I use to do that all the time. Whenever something bad happened I almost drank myself to death,” Tony put his hand on his shoulder, “When you got sick I struggled not to drink more than half a bottle a day,”

               (Name) gaze had drifted to the floor. “I went so far as putting a lot on it and given Steve the key,” Tony said. “Tony…” (Name) murmured. “Don’t feel bad kiddo,” Tony smiled at her and got up. (Name) got up and groaned. “What wrong?” Clint asked strolling in the room. (Name) said nothing, but faced planted into the couch. Clint pursed his lips and stared at (Name). The girl sat up. “Life,” She mumbled. “Is being a princess not all it’s cracked up to be?” Clint asked, half-jokingly. “No, no it’s not,” (Name) huffed, “You gotta be proper and you have to get up early and stuffs,” Clint stuck out his tongue, “Sucks,”

                  Suddenly an oh-so-familiar alarm rang. “Gotta go (Nickname),” Clint patted her knee and hopped up. “Can I come?!” (Name) asked eagerly. “You got a suit?” Clint looked over his shoulder. She nodded. “Then suit up,”