Marvel Imangines

Birth Celebration - T.O

Emberly's POV

Magni has only been in the world for three days. Thor and Odin have organized a birth celebration...without my consent. Nor Frigga's. When Thor told me, I had to plaster on a fake smile in order to keep him happy.

"Okay." Was all I responded with. I didn't want to lie to him, or tell the truth. I knew this was going to be hard for me. I still felt sick and weak, even after three days after labor. The healers said I would feel this way for the next week or two. I guess Thor didn't really take that to heart. Thor walked over to the crib and bent down to talk to his son.

"You hear that, son? Your grandfather is throwing a big party. All for you!" He whispered. My other fear was Magni. He doesn't do well with strangers. I mean, he cries and cries when Frigga holds him. Sometimes cries in his own father's arms. I could only imagine him screaming when total strangers come up close to his face.

"When is the party?" I ask. Thor turns to me.

"Tomorrow." He answers. I was taken back. He walks over and takes my hands in his. "They are decorating as we speak." He adds. I nod.

The Next Day

The Party had already started. But I had to feed Magni real quick before he got cranky. A maid helped me situate myself and walk down the hall.

The guards opened the throne doors to reveal hundreds, maybe even a thousand, people pilled into one room. All color drained from my face. Thor climbed the steps to get to me. "Emberly! Finally!" He cheered, alerting everyone of my presence. Many pairs of eyes landed on me. I smile. Thor places his large hand on my back and helps me down the stairs, to his parents and brother. Everyone began to cheer, waking Magni up. He whined.

Once I made it down the stairs, I look down and shush him. I slightly bounce him. "Do you need help, dear?" Frigga offer. I smile at her.

"Oh no, it's all fine, I promise. He isn't used to loud noises." I explain. Frigga nods in understanding. My mother in law takes her finger and gently caresses her grandson's cheek. This calmed Mag. I sigh relief. "He is getting used to you." I comments.

"Indeed he is." Frigga agreed.

"Emberly!" Thor yells. I look to where the sound came from. Thor is standing around with the warriors three and Sif. I excuse myself from Frigga and walk over.

"There's the bundle of joy!" Volstagg cheers, chicken leg in hand. I wince at his loud voice. They all huddle over Magni to get a good look while Thor stands proudly as if he did all the work. I decide to save my glare for later.

"Can I hold him?" Sif asks. I bit my lip before answering.

"You may. But he may be a bit fussy. He is not used to strangers." I warn, handing my only child off to Sif. I take this chance to straighten out my dress. But, not even three seconds later, Magni starts wailing.

"Oh no!" Sif cries softly. Her face looks panicked as she tries bouncing him. I chuckle. I lean over so Magni can see my face.

"Hey, Magni. I'm right here. You're okay. I promise." I whisper. He calms down a little, still whimpering.

"Hopefully he grows out of it soon." Thor comments. Something I can agree on. Sif hands my son back to me. "Come, my love, Magni must meet his subjects." Thor ushers, grabbing my arm and guiding through the horrendous crowd.

3 Hours later
Loki's POV

I watched as Thor tortured his son and bride. They stood in front of the throne while people lined up to catch a glimpse of the newborn. Magni was creying his head off. When people would ask to hold him, Emberlyy would be nice and let them. This only caused Magni to cry louder. I stood in a dark corner, observing. Mother requested that I mingle and try to find someone to court. I didn't listen to her.