The Avengers went inside and sat down in the living room. Tony went to his bar and later broke the silence.
"So what are we going to do?"
"Maybe treat her like our kid and act like parents." Natasha thought aloud. Then soft footsteps came to the door way. Everyone looked over to see little Hela.
"Wha ya guys duing?" Hela said in her little girl voice. She was still sleepy but was still awake. She walked over to the couch an sat down next to Steve, while holding a little doll she made from Asgard.
When Hela was littler, Frigga would teach her how to sew and make dresses whenever her father was at a meeting. So Hela made a plush version of Loki so whenever he is gone or if she ever haves a nightmare she would always hug her doll for comfort.
"Oh we are, um, just talking about what should we plan for the week." Bruce hesitated. Hela furrowed her little brows and shrugged it off. She yawned a few times till Steve decided to take her back to bed.
Steve carefully carried her as if she was a flower. He planted her on the bed and pulled the covers over to her chest. Hela eyes drup shut and her breathing slowed.
Steve went back to he others and found out that if Loki never returns they will either take care of Hela themselves or Thor will take her to Asgard where Frigga, Odin and himself will take care of her.
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Hela Daughter Of Mischief
FanficA story about how Loki adopted his daughter, Hela. She was found in the chaos of the New York incident. So it was Loki's punishment to raise her. But over time Loki forgets that it's his punishment and actually thinks she is his daughter.
