Aftermath

Loki sits awkwardly on the couch as he looks around the room. He would rather be in a prison cell than here right now. He does not want to do this. Everyone is here. Except the baby of course. She’s sleeping in their room. Spending the next 100 years on Midgard means making nice with these people and….apologizing to them. Ugh! Even Agent Coulson is here. Loki thought he killed him. Luckily Loki had planned ahead for this moment. He figured if it ever got to this point it would be handy to have gifts to give out to win them over. Loki looks at Fury. Yeah, he’s pretty sure he’s not going to win him over. He’s not going to try either.
“Your gold does not replace the people you killed, nor do the healing potions that have saved the living. If it were up to me, I’d toss you back into that prison cell.” Fury says. “As it happens those healing spells of yours saved the lives of some very powerful people. Two of them were senators, but I suspect you knew that at the time. If you are to remain here on Earth for the next 100 years you will spend it healing the sick and dying. In exchange for these services we will forgo tossing you into a deep dark pit.” Fury says.
“I do not mind providing those services, however, there are limits to what I can do. That healing potion for example, it contains ingredients that are not all found here on Midgard, and I am running out of my supply. My incantations are limited in what they can do. I can stabilize a dying person and close open wounds. Diseases are another matter. The healing potion is needed for those and the more complicated cases, like the conjoined twins I separated.”
“Also, my superiors are wanting to know where the gold came from. As far as we know you had no contact with Asgard, which means you had a supply here on Earth. So who did you steal it from?” Fury asks. Everyone shifts uncomfortably. Fury notices.
“Mr. Fury, on this I must interject. Loki is not allowed to answer that question, on orders from our father. He did not steal it, and the origins of the gold is a state secret which Asgard will not divulge.” Thor states firmly. Fury balks. He did not expect that answer.
“Very well. We will be watching the both of you closely. If at any time we think Loki poses a threat to the population we will not hesitate to round you up and put you in prison. Do I make myself clear?” Fury says as he glares at Loki.
“Crystal.” Loki spits out through clenched teeth.
“I think it’s time we discussed living arrangements.” Tony interrupts.
“Ah yes Anthony we have been meaning to discuss this with you as well. We both know that our presence here is unwelcome. Loki and I have decided it would be best if we found separate accommodations outside of the tower.”
“Actually Thor the group…we have been talking… and I was going to offer up your own floor. I’ve been meaning to renovate the two floors below this one anyway. This is the home base for the Avengers and having everyone shacked up on the same floor has been…well…it’s getting crowded.”
“You are truly alright with Loki staying in your home?” Thor asks.
“I threw you out a window and tried to kill you.” Loki says with a look on his face.
“Yeah well, it’s not because we all have warm fuzzy feelings for you. We love your kid by the way. She’s adorable. Having you here means we can keep a closer eye on you. Jarvis is here and can monitor you constantly. Which makes the powers that be happy also.” Tony gestures to Fury, who nods in agreement.
“Besides Thor, you are our team mate and we don’t want you to feel like we are kicking you out.” Tony finishes.
“Thank you my friends. Your gesture is much appreciated.” Thor turns to Loki and gives him a meaningful look.
“I wish to make a gesture as well. I have wronged each of you. Some more than others.” Loki looks at Agent Coulson and Clint on this. Loki stands and walks over to the bar counter. He makes a series of movements with his hands and several items appear. The first item is a silver arrow with a gnarly looking tip. Loki presents it to Clint.
“This arrow will hit its target straight and true and once it has, it will disappear and return to you so that you may use it again on your next target. It is the endless arrow.” Clint takes the arrow and inspects it. A tiny smirk plays across his lips for a moment before Clint hides it again.
“Thanks.” He says. Loki walks back to the bar and uncorks a small red bottle and pulls out a shot glass. He fills the shot glass and grabs a small waste basket then walks over to Tony.
“How old are you?” Loki asks him.
“51.” Tony says.
“Drink this down. Think of it as the fountain of youth. It will take off about 15 years.” Loki says.
“What’s the waste basket for?” Tony eyes him wearily.
“You’ve pickled your liver over the years. Those toxins have to go somewhere.” Loki says. Steve takes the shot from him.
“Down the hatch.” He says with a smile and gulps down the red liquid in one swallow. Immediately Tony looks younger, more refreshed. His grey hair is replaced by a chestnut brown and he looks invigorated.
“Holy shit! I feel great! I feel like a teenager. My joints don’t hurt anymore. I feel…..Ah Shit! Blaah…..” Tony buries his head into the waste basket before hauling ass to the bathroom.
“He might be in there for a while.” Loki says. He turns back to the bar. He pulls out two ski masks and walks over to Natasha and Fury.
“Put these on.” He says with a smirk. Fury looks at Natasha.
“You first.” He says. Natasha regards the garment for a moment then puts it on. The mask disappears and her face transforms. She is now a blonde with green eyes and a hawkish nose. Fury puts his on. His facial features change also and he appears to have two working eyes.
“Tools for your particular skill sets.” Loki says. Natasha sees how Fury’s face has transformed. Both run over to the hallway mirror to look at themselves.
“This is great!” Natasha exclaims. “Thank you.” She says. Fury doesn’t thank Loki. Loki turns to Bruce.
“I have written a special incantation for you to bewitch your clothing, so that the next time you transform you do not find yourself naked in public. When it is convenient, take me to your closet and I will bless the items you select.” Loki says.
“That’s great. Thank you.” Bruce says. Loki looks at the Captain and walks back to the bar. He moves his hands again and this time a giant beer keg appears.
“What is that?” Steve asks.
“Captain it is my understanding that you are incapable of becoming inebriated. Is that correct?”
“Yes…” Steve says with hesitation.
“Think of this as concentrated alcohol. You will find it tastes very similar to your Midgardian Rum. It is to be drunk in shots. I must warn you not to allow anyone other than yourself to drink from this container as the contents would be poisonous to a regular human.” Loki says with a smug look on his face. He had given the others tools to enhance the skills of their trade. Loki decided that what the Captain needed was the ability to have a good time.
“Uh…Thank you.” Steve says wistfully. Contrary to popular belief Steve has no moral qualms with imbibing alcohol, there’s just no point in him doing so since he is no longer capable of becoming intoxicated. Steve is actually looking forward to a nice warm feel good buzz.
Loki turns and looks at Agent Coulson. Loki had not made him anything special since he didn’t know the man still lives. So Loki pulls out the one thing of value left in his little magic pocket of items. He pulls out a purple bottle of healing potion.
“This is healing potion. 1 drop will heal a cut, 3 will heal a bullet wound, and 5 drops will cure extensive damage or disease. Use it sparingly and judiciously, for it is the last of my reserve of this particular potion.” Loki says as he hands him the bottle.
“Thank you.” Phil says. Loki turns and sits back down on the couch. A loud flush is heard from a nearby bathroom and Tony emerges looking much better. Tony spies the beer keg on the bar and smiles.
“Hey! Now that’s what I am talking about! Let’s get this party started!” Tony announces and makes a bee line for the keg.
“NOOOO!” Everyone shouts at him in unison.
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Tony decided that since he felt like a teenager again he should party like one. He called out for catering and a bit of a party is in swing. There is one hell of a spread and everyone is relaxed. Loki is sitting quietly on the couch with his child as Pepper looks on and gushes over her. Pepper is grateful for any excuse to get away from Tony. He is feeling very spry tonight and has been very hands-y with her person. She doesn’t mind when they are alone, but Tony looks like he wants to hump her until his dick falls off.
“Loki is Tony’s behavior a side effect of the potion?” Pepper asks.
“Unfortunately yes, it should subside after a few days, but until then the man is going to be as randy as a sailor on shore leave.” Loki says. Pepper frowns. The baby begins to cry and Loki immediately starts lactating. Loki had wrapped his chest with bandaging to flatten his chest and make his breasts less visible, but now it is hindering his ability to feed his child.
“Lady Pepper, I am in need of your advice as a woman.” Loki turns to her.
“Oh? What about?”
“I am getting acquainted with the more feminine parts of my anatomy in a very short period of time. My breasts give me a very un-masculine appearance and they constantly leak. Do you have any suggestions as to what I might do?”
“Well I know you would benefit from a nursing bra and nursing pads to soak up leaks but it sounds like you are trying to get away from looking like a woman.” Pepper says. Loki frowns. He knows what he has to do, he just hates the reasons for doing it. He needs to take on his seidr form. Loki has a female version of himself that he often uses to channel his seidr for spell casting and potion making. He also knows that walking around the city in his own face is impractical and unwise. Casting an illusion is one thing, but Loki needs to actually shape shift into a woman. He could then wear the proper attire for breastfeeding and clothing that fits without looking like some strange gender confused creature.
Loki decides right then and there to do it. With a heavy sigh he looks within to tap that familiar line of magic and pulls. Given Loki’s current appearance the changes are subtle yet noticeable. His facial features soften slightly, his hips widen and round out, and his Adam’s apple disappears. The most noticeable change of course happens between his legs. Pepper gasps and then everyone turns to look at her, and then Loki.
Even though no one says anything the looks he gets makes Loki respond to the group.
“Oh shut up! I’m just being practical. Loki then whips out his (her) breast and feeds her child. Thor looks at Loki and feels his lust bubble up to the surface. Thor loves Loki no matter his appearance. Male or female he does not care. But Thor has never seen this version of Loki before. Loki always practiced his seidr away from prying eyes. Loki’s perfectly shaped breasts are engorged with milk. She has rosy pouty lips and wide rounded hips which probably form into a perfectly shaped rear. Thor leers at Loki openly.
“What are you looking at?” Loki sneers at Thor. Everyone looks at Thor and notices the bulge forming in his trousers.
“I…uh…I’m just…I have…to go.” Thor turns beet red and stalks away, shielding his neither regions from view with his hands. The bedroom door slams shut as a rain storm forms outside. The storm is small and centrally located over Stark Tower. The thunder outside is loud and almost masks the moaning coming from Thor’s bedroom. Almost.
Tony leans in to Clint’s ear. “$50 says Loki lets Thor bang him before the month is out.”
“No fucking way man! Loki wouldn’t let Thor fuck him with a 10ft dick. You’re on!”

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