Thanksgiving with the Lewis’

I don’t know what I’m doing—It just popped into my brain. And I have a thing for Loki interacting with children. It’s in the Forever and A Day universe, but it’s not necessary to read since I only hint at it a little.

Happy Thanksgiving to all my American followers!

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Darcy asked, giving Loki a once over as she adjusted his shirt collar ever so slightly.

“If I’m going to be a permanent presence in your life, I don’t see why not. And I know your father likes having me over.”

 Biting her lip, “I know. This is different, though. My aunts will be there, and they’re bringing their kids. All of them are pretty young.”

 “I’m not terrible with children, Darcy,” Loki said with amusement as Darcy turned a disbelieving eye towards him. “I think if we wish to arrive on time, it would be best to leave now.” He extended his hand. “Shall we?”


“And this is my boyfriend, Loki. Be nice to him! He’s not from around here,” Darcy instructed sternly to the group of children gathered on the floor. They were craning their necks to watch the Thanksgiving parade on TV, but Darcy was standing in front attempting to draw their attention to Loki.

“Are you going to marry him, Darcy?” Her cousin Lucy, aged 7, asked. Darcy colored, and for once was at a loss of words.

“I would like that very much,” Loki said smoothly, taking a spot next to children. “Darcy, sweetie, please get out of the way. You’re blocking the turkey float.” Rolling her eyes, but with a smile peeking from her lips, she disappeared into the kitchen to help with the food.

Loki sat idly, observing the children more than the parade. It was nothing new to him; Darcy made sure that he experienced the Thanksgiving parade in previous years, and he didn’t miss the cold weather and the bustling crowds of New York.

A commercial came on, so the children turned their attention away from the television and onto themselves. Lucy looked tentatively at him, and clutched her stuffed animal.

In a small voice, “Are you really going to marry Darcy?”

He gave a small smile at the innocent question. “One day.”

“How come you’re not already married? Don’t you love her?”

“It’s…A bit more complicated than that.”

Lucy pouted. “Oh.” She paused, looking thoughtful. “Why?”

She couldn’t possibly understand the situation that they were in, but he decided to humor the child.

“Well, I’m a prince. I come from a realm where gods and goddesses exist, which means I’m going to live forever. Do you know Thor?”

Lucy’s eyes widened with this information, and she fervently nodded. Of course she knew about The Avengers—Everyone did.

“He’s my brother. He’s also a prince.”

“But you don’t look like him,” a boy chimed in, sitting next to Lucy. He was about ten.

Loki shifted uncomfortably. “I’m adopted,” he said in a flat voice, and for some reason Lucy brightened immediately.

“Like our cousin!” She said, pointing to the only blonde boy in the corner of the room, sitting alone. “He became a part of the family last year. Ryan!” She called, waving towards him. The boy quickly looked at them and turned his head away, pretending not to notice. “Come over here! Mister Loki is adopted too.” That caught his attention, but he didn’t move.

Eventually the other children became more interested in Loki than the parade, so they began to crowd around him, sitting pretzel style. They all wore Indian feathers with face paint across their cheeks.

“So if Thor is your brother, do you also have super powers?” One of the boys asked.

“I do, but I don’t have a hammer. I use magic.” All of their eyes widened, and Loki felt himself flush with enjoyment. Not that he would ever admit that to anyone—no one really knew of his soft spot for children, and he liked to keep it that way.

“Show us!” They chanted, and Loki settled on conjuring different colored lights and making them dance. They ooed and ahhed, and leapt from the ground to chase them.

“You’re amazing!” Lucy shouted, catching one in the palm of her hands. “How did you learn how to do that?”

“I practiced a lot as a young child,” he said, wondering if making a duplicate of himself would startle them.

“You must have loads of friends.”

Loki laughed at the irony of their words. “Quite the opposite, actually. I was always teased for my magic.”

They gasped, looking at Loki nonplussed. He shrugged. “Magic isn’t that common where I come from.”

“It’s not here either, but it’s AWESOME!” One of the boys commented, still holding a blue ball of light.

“Ryan does magic too!” They said, pointing to the blonde boy, who was observing his cousins with reproachful eyes. Loki quirked an eyebrow.

“What type of magic?”


“He does card tricks and he learned how to juggle yesterday!”

Loki smiled. “Oh really? I actually don’t know how to juggle. Can you show us, Ryan?”

He withdrew three red colored balls from his pockets, and shyly threw them into the air with practiced ease as he transferred them from one hand to the other.

Loki clapped, joined by the rest of the children, and Darcy walked into the room. “Dinner is ready! Make sure you wash your hands.” All of them darted to the bathroom and pushed each other aside in excitement. Darcy grinned mischievously.

“You like them.”

“They like my magic,” he huffed, and she kissed his cheek.

“Softie. Drinking up the attention of little children. I never thought I’d see the day.”

“Shush. I’m a powerful sorcerer.”

“That can’t juggle,” she replied in giggles. She took his hand and led him to the dining room where everyone was seated, except the children had their own table.

“Mister Loki, I saved you a seat next to me and Ryan! You can sit in between us,” Lucy said, patting the pink plastic chair next to her.

“Lucy, I’m sure Loki wants to sit at the adult table with Darcy—“

“I’d be much obliged,” Loki said, sitting awkwardly on the small chair with his legs outstretched.

“Hey guys, gimme a smile. Say turkey!” Darcy called, with her camera phone out. The kids gave toothy grins, and they even managed a small smile from Loki.

Loki was greeted with silence as they delved into their food, and he exchanged his kid plate for an adult’s. They all finished quickly, each sated and waiting in anticipation for dessert.

“Now we go around the table saying what we’re thankful for,” Lucy instructed Loki, taking her tiny hand in his.

He was last to go, and he took a breath before speaking. “I’m thankful for my family and Darcy. Without them…Well, I might not even be here. I hope one day I can be part of your family, though.”

“Then marry Darcy already!” Lucy demanded, and all of them giggled.

“Apple pie!” One of Darcy’s Aunt’s said, sliding it into the middle of the table. It was already precut, so they each took a slice.

“Mister Loki, you said you’re from another realm, right?” One of the boys asked.

He nodded in between bites.

“Can you tell us a story?”

Swallowing, he looked at the apple pie and grinned. “Well once upon a time, there was a goddess named Idunn who made the best apples…”

Posted on Nov 22, 2012
Tagged: #darcy x loki #forever and a day #loki x darcy #tasertricks #musings

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