Little Loki's Big Adventure

I'm a bird

Notes:

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Anyway, I would like to inform you guys that this is chapter 8 out of 12 :)

So only four more chapters to go... I truly hope you will enjoy this one as much as the others ^^ 

Loki followed Peter through the halls of the compound, in the meantime scanning his surroundings. He was grateful for the teen to accompany him, for he found out soon enough that, without anyone to help him guide through the building, he would be helplessly lost within a minute.

'So, you like it here?' Peter asked as he felt the trickster's small hand carefully searching for his own. He smiled and picked the raven up, letting him sit on his shoulders.

'Yes, everyone is really kind to me and you all have such amazing powers,' Loki said as he giggled, holding on tightly to the teen so he would not fall.

'That's good to hear,' Peter nodded.

'... Big brother?'

Peter smiled brightly at the words, 'Yes, little brother?'

'Will I become a great warrior as well? Like you?' Loki asked as he looked at the passing windows, watching their reflection.

'Yeah, sure! You've got really awesome magic skills, uhm, what did you say it was again? Siedor? S-Seifer?'

'Do you mean "Seiðr"?'

'Yeah, that.' Peter nodded, a melancholic smile then forming on his face. 'You will become a very powerful god, Loki. You just... just need to sort your priorities on how to use those powers, you understand what I'm trying to say?'

'I think so, yes,' Loki nodded slowly. He opened his mouth, ready to ask the teen another question, but the sound of clashing metal and gunshots distracted him from his thoughts.

'We're here,' Peter said as he opened the large glass door to the training garden, putting Loki back on his own feet again.

The trickster looked up in awe as he saw some of the Avengers training. He spotted Steve in the distance, running down a track. Bucky was practicing marksmanship together with Clint, though the assassin used a gun and the archer used his trusted bow and arrow.

'Heads up!'

Peter and Loki both looked at the sky in surprise, quickly taking a step back as Sam landed in front of them, the mechanical wings of the EXO-7 Falcon harness smoothly retracted. 'Ready to roll, kid?' the man asked as he adjusted his black and red goggles. He then noticed the raven child at the teen's side, 'So, this is what happens when you mess with magic and what not, huh?' He asked with a chuckle.

Loki stared at the former Air Force pararescue airman with wide open eyes, his mouth slightly ajar. 'Sir...?'

'What up, kid?' Falcon said, trying his best to address Loki for what he now was, a young child, instead of a arrogant Asgardian god.

'You... I, I mean, those wings-'

'Oh, you gonna call me "chicken-wings" again like last week? Cause I swear, if you do, I'm gonna-'

'They are amazing...' Loki let out in a breathless whisper, causing the Avenger to look at him in complete surprise.

'Young Loki is a little different from, well, grown-up Loki, I guess,' Peter said as he could not help but laugh at Sam's astonished expression.