A Tale of Mischief and Mutants part 2

Odin's Son

—-Sam—-

The rest of the wedding party joins us as music starts playing it's obviously Asgardian, for now I know it'll switch to something more familiar throughout the celebration. Is it weird that although I enjoy the company of my friends and family all I want to do is go home with my husband? Of course my nervousness about what I'm going to do tonight has taken hold and I'm just barely managing to hide it.

Part of me wants to back out of the whole idea but another part of me is longing for it adamant that it's long overdue. Regardless of any of this it won't be long before Loki notices I'm anxious he's always able to tell and it's impossible to lie to him. I try to distract myself by focusing on some of the chaos our odd assortment of guests has caused.

Jubilee fried some wiring causing the staff to have to quickly figure out a solution for the music. Korg and Piotr apparently decided it would be a good idea to have an arm wrestling contest and broke a table clean in half. The whole place went dead silent at the noise as the two giants timidly stepped away from the broken table.

Morgan who came with her mother is playing with the local children she currently has an over abundance of flowers braided into her hair and is chasing Peter holding a flower crown. Following closely behind is a hoard of young Asgardian girls who also have flower crowns at the ready. I giggle he's eventually going to be caught and made to look beautiful. He looks over to me and Loki as if to beg for help but we just smile and wave at him ignoring his silent plea.

Negasonic who came back to the X-men specifically for this event got pissed off by something or other and now there's a more open floor plan in the building. I don't mind though actually I kinda expected it. Nobody was hurt so no harm was done, I'm just happy she showed up. We weren't ever the closest of friends or anything but it's just great to see she cares.

I look over to Loki as I'm dying of laughter from Logan being a bit tipsy off Asgardian ale. It's not often or even ever I see him actually drunk thanks to his healing factor. I quickly found out he's a funny drunk and his goofy antics are quite a departure from his usual personality. When I see Loki's face I catch a hint of sadness in his eyes. I lean closer and whisper.

"What's up?"

He's quiet, really quiet, in his response.

"I wish my parents could have been here, both of them."

Odin wasn't the greatest dad but as evident by Loki carrying the title Odinson. He still loves his dad no matter how many times he's screamed from the roof tops Odin wasn't his father it's clear that he was. Though their relationship was greatly flawed and the source of many of Loki's issues due to his father's unequal treatment of his sons and his lies there was still love in the relationship somewhere. I put my hand on his cheek and whisper again.

"Do you need to get out of here a minute?"

He nods silently. I completely understand he didn't say anything sooner because he's trying not to be sad this is supposed to be a celebration but I can't imagine the pain of having this event when most of your friends and family are dead. When there are so many people you wish could be here but are no longer around. We sneak off to a side room and sit down on a couch. Before he can apologize or try to explain himself I speak.

"It's ok you have every right to be sad you're allowed to be upset."

"I shouldn't be, this is supposed to be the happiest day of my life and it should be because I'm marrying you... but I can't stop thinking about those who aren't here I should be thankful for those that are here but-"

"-Loki it's ok, I wish I could meet them especially your mom from everything I've heard she sounds like an amazing person."

"She was."

I can tell from his voice he's holding back tears I hug him.

"Just let them come Lo'."

And with his face buried into my shoulder he does. I just stroke his hair and sit with him. He really is a sensitive man behind all of his fronts, someone you could never see hurting a soul. I guess he's a walking example that subjected to enough abuse we're all capable of doing terrible things. He really is trying to do better and has been. I'm proud of him for getting so far after everything he's suffered through.

I wish he hadn't lost so much, it's clear that making amends with his parents would have helped him to heal and move forward. Without it I think he feels like he'll never be good enough, hopefully he'll realize that's not true because of the new family he's made and the new friends he's gained.

All we can do is help him along while he continues to come back from the darkest time of his life. It was a quick descent but it's going to be a long climb back up. Hopefully by the end of it he can climb even higher than he was before.