Alone and Pregnant | Loki

Chapter 8

I awoke at 4 am and felt sluggish from weed. Mobius woke up and kissed my neck, smiling at me. "Good morning, sunshine." He grinned, staring directly at me and stroking my hair. He seemed to be awake still and I found it disturbing he did so.

"What happened?" I asked, unsure what was going on, other than my birthday.

"We got high from a cake Thor and I made together." He explained to me.

"That's why I feel sluggish and hungrier than usual." I looked down.

"It's alright. Frigga and Odin actually endorsed this, can you believe it?" He kissed me.

"I don't even know what to say." I breathed and heaved, vomiting afterwards. Mobius chuckled and rubbed my back.

"Feel better soon, darling!" He grinned in a dorky way. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, thinking he's insane for this.

"Nyeh." I stuck my tongue out. He smirked and kissed me. I went back to sleep and was awoken by Svana. She is crying a lot more than usual and I don't know what to do. "Mobius, we need to get Svana seen by a doctor!" I shouted, tears on my eyes as I felt her forehead.

"I'm on it." He rushed to the phone and began calling them. I paced around with Svana in my arms as she also vomited on my shoulder. I sighed, rolling my eyes at the sight of it, but knew she didn't mean to. "Get ready, we need to go right now." Mobius ended the call and we left immediately to the hospital. Once we made it there and explained about Svana, I bursted into tears.

"Loki, it's okay. The doctors are in good hands with her." Mobius assured me, hugging me.

"This never happened with Finn." I sobbed harder. That morning, I was trying to sleep and I could feel my chest hurting.

"Loki, are you awake?" Thor said, opening the door. I jolted up and slapped him. "What was that for?" He exclaimed, feeling his cheek.

"I was sleeping, damn it!" I shouted.

"You don't have to be so arrogant about it." He responded and I almost choked him. Thor grabbed my hands and pushed me to the wall. I fell, but remained uninjured mostly.

"Loki, are you alright?" He asked.

"I'm alright!" I shouted some more, angrier than ever.

"You're not okay. I see a few bruises. Let me get Mother." He said and I blocked his way.

"You are not telling her or anyone! Do you hear me!" I screamed.

"Loki–" Thor was about to say and I cut him off.

"What!" I yelled. He then pointed to me that my forehead bleeding. I felt the blood and began freaking out, crying and shaking. "Oh gods, make this stop!" I cried, running out.

"Good morning to you–Loki, what happened to you! Mother exclaimed, almost breaking her saucer.

"I fell and got hurt." I told her, not saying it was Thor who pushed me.

"How???" She asked.

"It just happened. I was getting ready and all of a sudden, Wam! I fell and tripped on both legs. Then I felt blood on my forehead and it started hurting a lot." I lied to her.

"You poor thing. Let me get a potion and you'll feel better again." She softly said, allowing me to sit on my chair.

"Is that true, Loki?" Mobius whispered.

"Shh." I shushed him, taking a bite of my omelet. That morning, I was resting my eyes as I was tired from Svana's crying and having to take care of her from her sickness.

"Loki!" Odin shouted and I woke up, opening my eyes slowly.

"What is it, Odin?" I answered as I rubbed my eyes.

"Can you clean Sleipnir's hooves for me?" He asked me.

"Why can't Thor do it? I'm actually very sleep deprived." I calmly said, trying not to get angrier than I already am.

"You're right, I shouldn't make you work like this. Okay, try to go back to sleep, my son." He said, before walking away. I got up and went to do my royal task as it wouldn't be fair to allow Thor doing something like this. I went to the stable and saw Sleipnir.

"Sleipnir! I missed you so much, buddy. How are you?" I exclaimed, hugging him and he neighed. I fed him a carrot and brushed his fur. "My, what long fur you have. I'm sorry I couldn't ride you for 9 whole months. You see, I was having a baby inside me and I was told I can't ride you." I told him.

"Hey bro." Thor said, eating a golden apple. "I thought you weren't going to clean Sleipnir's hooves." He said, swallowing his piece and placed it in the ground.

"Yeah, well, I figured to do it." I shrugged.

"We can do it together then. I'll tell Father that you were running for exercise." He smiled.

"Ugh. Don't mention the word exercise again." I sighed, feeling my belly in a lot of pain from giving birth still. That day, Thor and I were done cleaning Sleipnir's hooves and brushed his fur. Reminds me of when we were kids and we did it together. Of course, it became my royal task for myself as Thor wasn't good at taking care of him in a way.

"Loki, I'm sorry for what I did to you. It wasn't my intention." He apologized to me.

"It's alright. I shouldn't have gotten angry." I told him.

"I heard your lie to Mother. You didn't have to do so, you know." Thor commented.

"I had to. I didn't want you getting in trouble again like when we were kids." I assured him. We then cleaned Sleipnir's hooves and brushed his fur. Once we gave him a carrot and he ate it. "I like horses." I smiled to myself.

"I thought you hated them." Thor laughed.

"I don't. I said that in spite of what Odin thinks." I snickered.

"Oh, is that right? Father, Loki said–what the hell was that for?" He was about to say and I covered his mouth with my hand and giggled.

"Hehehehehe!" I snickered. We both made it inside and Odin saw us together. Mother saw us with a smile.

"Nice to see you two boys playing together." She said. Mobius was upstairs with Svana, I presume. I went to check up on them. He was holding her, singing softly.

"Svana's still sick." He whispered.

"I know." I wiped my eyes from crying. He kissed her head and placed her in her crib. "Mobius, what if she doesn't get better?" I said, tears flowing from my eyes.

"Loki, don't say that. She'll get better. I promise." He assured me. I went to the deck and bursted into tears there, watching the sky. I felt so overwhelmed by it all that I practically vomited my guts out. I felt my stomach hurting after I did so. I fainted and laid in the ground, out cold.