~Marching Through The Eye Of The Storm~

Chapter 12

Any other languages mentioned, I used Google translate so it's probably not entirely correct.

October 23, 2017

The Avengers stared in shock, not knowing how he knew Peter and Harper. Tony stepped away from the two teens and walked over to Pepper at the kitchen island.

Loki took two steps closer to the two, so he stood only a foot and a half away from them.

"How..." Loki trailed off, "You were gone, there was nothing left, so traces of you ever even existing."

He had a few tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes and trailing down his face. Harper and Peter were on the verge of tears.

Loki took one more step closer and engulfed the two in his arms, reassuring him that they were in fact real.

The twins latched onto him like a lifeline, they may not have remembered him, but they had seen him in their dreams and now that their secret was known, they could give in and relish their real family. And the tears set themselves free.

The team started in shock and confusion while Tony smiled at the reunion, though he could not wait to see Thor's face.

"Loki, you may want to contact your brother and get him here," Tony suggested, catching everyone's attention.

Loki looked to the billionaire and nodded before turning back to the two teens.

"I will be back, young ones," Loki told them, "I promise, and this one I will not fail."

They nodded and let him go. He ruffled their hair then teleported away.

"What was that about?" Sam asked to break the silence.

Harper and Peter made their way over to one of the couches and sat down. Harper had to remove her glasses to wipe away the tears and Peter wiped his away while everyone stared at them.

"Haven't seen you around for a while, Дитя," Bucky said.

"В последнее время в моей жизни было много всего," Peter said in Russian without realizing it. (I've had a lot in my life recently.)

"Это преуменьшение," Harper muttered in response. (That is an understatement.)

The group once again stared in shock.

"You can speak Russian now?" Natasha asked.

"What did they just say?" Clint asked.

"What do you mean 'speak Russian?'" Harper asked.

"You two just spoke Russian, fluently," Bucky seemed amazed.

"I can't speak any other languages, besides English and ASL," Harper told them.

"The All-Tongue," Tony muttered.

"What?" Peter asked.

"È una cosa asgardiana," Tony explained in Italian to test the theory. (It's an Asgardian thing.)

"Cosa intendi?" Peter asked, mimicking the language. (What do you mean.)

"Bruce, say something in a few different languages that you know," Tony told his friend.

"D'accord, Nem igazán tudom, mit mondjak. O que está acontecendo?" Bruce said in French, Hungarian and Portuguese. (Okay, I don't really know what to say. What is going on though?)

"É uma longa história," Peter responded in Portuguese. (It's a long story.)

"What language was that?" Sam asked.