A year to Remember. Part 3, The Conclusion

Ice and Fire

Avengers tower, Wednesday October 5th, Loki stopped first by Thor's room.

"Are you coming as well?", he asks. Thor had been previously busy munching on pop tarts and looking over what Pietro and Wanda called 'Anime'. He turned to Loki, surprised he even asked, though he still shakes his head, "Brucie and Lady Nat need me over tonight".

Thor stands, FRIDAY pausing the Tv as he walks over to Loki, "and I thought you'd like to spend some time without them (the avengers) and me". Loki's somewhat touched by Thor's rareform empathic awareness, trying to adjust and predict his needs and wants, though he's not entirely sure this is what he wanted. Just as somewhat uncanny to see it happen. "Also, what is this for?".

They've had sleepovers before, but Peter's been talking about this 'holiday' for a few weeks and he's still bereft on what that holy day means. Turns out Loki is too. "No clue, but Peter and May both value it". Thor smiles, a little cheekily at his brother, "you've grown very soft", he jokes.

Sighing and rolling his eyes, Loki grumbles. "Don't make me stab you again brother". He didn't realise it at the moment, but this might be the first time he didn't mean the threat. Thor walks back into one of his cabinets — and the only one not full of pop tarts or Asgard memorabilia — taking out and handing Loki a box of chocolates.

"Uneaten brother? And you called me soft". Now it's Thor that rolls his eyes, externally exasperated to placate Loki, though internally he was elated to have their brotherly banter be both back, and healthy. "And give this to Lady May, please", he also hands him an Uru Mjolnir charm.

Loki smiles and then smirks, waving goodbye to Thor and teleporting himself to the Parker's. "I'll get it!", he hears Peter shout through the door after knocking, the teen swinging it open with his usual excited nature. "Hi Loki, come on in", he almost drags him in before he had a chance to answer. May had made it to the door and held him in a hug before Loki could even react or respond, still softening and loosening into it.

"For you, from Thor", he passes her the chocolates and necklace, "Hey, it's like mine", Peter points out as he sees it. May puts it in and thanks him for the gifts as they all shift to the living room. Loki's burning curiosity finally making it through, "So what is this Yom Kippur you celebrate?"

Peter lights up, for while he's been asked this enough to prepare an answer, he likes that Loki's interested in it. "It's a Jewish tradition about repenting for your sins, starting the year fresh, changing your fate", if only that was it, but with Peter, every thought had extra free downloadable content, "May and I aren't that religions, and usually people don't eat, drink, shower or work for the day, we don't do that, but we still have our own traditions".

Reminded of Odin's own 'traditions' most of which included and were primarily based on how to ridicule him, makes Loki frown. "Y-you don't like it?", Peter asks worried, snapping him out of it if with a little guilt of upsetting Peter, "No, I do, it's just... Odin's own traditions left their mark". Loki's told Peter a little of Odin's treatment of him, so it makes enough sense without needing to get into it. "Don't worry, I guarantee these are not like your fat- Odin's traditions. You're safe and loved here".

Obviously Peter hugs him in a way the god only allowed him to, taking a minute before his next question. "What do you do in your traditions?". Pete lights back up, continuing his explanation. "When May's not working, we make our favourite meal and latkes, then we light a candle for the people we miss who have passed".

That reminds Loki of his mother, Frigga. He frowns again but a lot less strained. Peter quickly trying to distract, "we then say something we're happy or thankful of from the last year. Something we fixed or rectified, a mistake of our past. And something we did for someone else".