Hela

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(A/N: WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME I CANT KEEP CHAPTERS PLOT AWAY FROM THE TITLE OKAY BYE)

Darcy's Pov:

"What should we name her?" I ask. Loki holds her while sitting beside me, running over the features of her face.

"Hela."

"What? What do you mean, 'Hela'?" I ask in a bit of frustration.

"We shall name her Hela." He says. Hela, I find that a pretty name.

"My father will most likely want to know the name by tomorrow... I know that humans are given a middle name. Is that right?" He asks.

"Yeah. What about...." A long silence. "Hela Moné Laufeyson?"

"Absolutely beautiful." Loki says in a whisper.

"Odin will eventually have her presented to the people of Asgard. Then there will be a ceremony for her gift to the universe, yet to come." Loki goes on about what shall happen. It sounds fun. But then again, this is my first child. Hopefully my last, but, why not spoil her?

"Sounds like a plan." I say to Loki before drifting asleep...

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I am nudged awake by Loki who seems to be excited.

"Darcy! Look, look! Hela, you can see her eyes!" He shouts quietly.

"Chocolate brown, like yours, my love." He says.

"So, let's get this down. She has your hair, my eyes, and some weird birthmark? I'll take it." I chuckle.

~Three Days Later~

"Darcy! Hela needs a change!" Loki shouts from the nursery.

"Oi! Coming!" I shout back. It's like EVERY. FIVE. MINUTES. Hela needs a new diaper.

Talk about killer.

Babies are too much work. Why did I sign up for this? Oh right, it was a surprise. Ha ha.

But, it was the best surprise of my life.

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