Getting the ducklings together

Loki's P.O.V

This is ridiculous, Thor has dragged me down to this damned planet after I royally messed up again with father - no pun intended - but this time it truly was an accident, what happened?

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Father was holding court again, for the fifth time that week and I was just bored. I zoned out - something I really should avoid because it tends to make magic go off the wall - the next thing I know fathers on the floor red faced and glaring at me and the entire court room is silent and when I look around I've realised I've turned many of them into animals, my fathers frown is a pile of flowers and Thor looks like he's trying to not laugh.

To say I was in trouble was an understatement. Father lost it with me, shouted and screamed and it took everything in me not to cry-he's screamed that I should of known how to behave that this wasn't behaviour of his children. I know what he meant, his children were not littles. Yes, Asgardians did in fact do classification tests except ours was a lot more simple than answering a bunch of questions on paper and testing the persons mental state. Here in Asgaurd you'd simple go to the testing chambers, in side said chamber there is a little blue orb, touch it and what ever colour it goes to it'll tell you your designation they would be -

• Baby blue - little
• Purple - Neutral
• Green - Caregiver
• Light pink - Omega
• Red - Beta
• Orange - Alpha.

Thor had taken his test just a few weeks ago, testing as a caregiver. I was meant to be tested earlier this year on my 1048th birthday but father well...he refused me this custom. At first I thought it was due to my heritage but I've come to the realisation that he suspects me of being a little. I never blamed him for it and I suppose that lately I was showing the signs of being little but he could give me a break.

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Anyways without being classified there was no way to truly punish me except banishment for a few months or years, I don't know why he thought it was a smart idea to send me to earth with Thor. "Brother it shall be fine, " The giant man rests his hand on my shoulder, I give a groan.

"Could you not, Thor? For once please just let me stew in anger and annoyance and-" Thor rolls his eyes, and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Relax brother. Tony has already talked to the team, he is fine for you to live with us. Though...he has two conditions." He states and I stiffen. "They are not bad I promise, the first is no taking over the world. The second is you must be classified, he says he does not have time to worry about heats or ruts or a mental break down because you are not getting what you need." He starts to go on a tangent and I start ignoring him. "Loki." Thor squeezes my shoulder snapping me back to what was going on.

"oh...right...I understand Thor. Just...can we get going? I feel a bit drained and would much rather be in bed right now then standing and hearing father give another speech about me being an idiotic disgrace to the family and justify his need to banish me again." I mumble, pulling his hand off my shoulder. Thor frowns at me but nods, moving out of my room we hear father already at the podium talking like he usually does.

"Brother. I would like you to hold onto me ok?" He asks me, I look up to see his face serious and frown a little.

"Why? He already thinks I'm weak why give him more reason to think so?" I ask annoyed, Thor rolls his eyes at me.

"Just do it." He grunts out, pulling me towards him. I huff and just grab a hold of him. "Hold tight." He orders, swinging that blasted hammer quickly, I groan clinging onto him and burying my face into his shoulder as we speed towards the bridge.

Why am I stuck with him?

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Tony seemed....delighted to see me. It was weird.

"Reindeer games!" His hands wrapped around me in a sudden hug and I turned to my brother confused. He just shrugs a little. "It's been a while, not doing anything too evil I hope." He jokes with me. I glance at Thor.

"Tony, are you in headspace today?" Thor questions and Tony removes him self with a roll of his eyes.

"Nah, just like picking on my fellow littles." He comments and I stiffen a little, Thor winces a bit and rests his hand on my shoulder, the others had turned to look at me and Thor as Tony talks. I look away.

"Friend Tony, I told you that Loki has yet to be tested. Perhaps we can arrange something but I am sure he'd feel better not...urm.." He trails off as I shrug his hand away.

"I'd prefer to be tested before others assume my designation. For I could simply be a beta or Neutral." I mutter, Tony glances at Thor and the other just sighs.

"Alright! We'll get the doc in later. Why don't you guys go dump your stuff in Thor's room and then join us for movie night! It's Peter's choice and we're watching something called The good place." Bucky's voice echo's snapping my attention to him, I tried to ignore the group on the sofa. Peter and Steve were sat on the floor, Peter's head on his lap- both were dressed in very young clothes, displaying their head space at the time-Bruce was sleeping next to Clint and Natasha, he was also dressed in children's clothes. I felt a small flush on my cheeks and turn away, letting Thor lead me to his room.

"Brother are you well, You look flushed." Thor's voice catches my attention and I shook my head a little.

"I'm fine, just tired and ill rested is all brother" I respond, walking off towards his room, Thor is close behind me. His hand resting on my back he guides me to his room.

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It's not long after we leave our stuff in Thor's room do I notice more things being strange. All the 'care-givers' are treating me like some common infant for example -

Thor is constantly asking if I need the bathroom.

Bucky keeps randomly pushing toys to me saying I'd enjoy playing with them.

Clint and Natasha keeping giving me these looks like they know something.

It's honestly driving me mad and when Peter suddenly offered his bottle of water to me I felt like snapping but...I didn't. I held back, I'm living with them for some time and I'll need to stay in their good books.....for now. With a sigh I lean back against the sofa, I'd been made to sit on the floor with the littles and watch some stupid 'Disney film'. It was annoyingly boring.

"Bubby, sleepy." Peter's voice rings out, my eyes open slightly to the sound and I realise that I had in fact fallen asleep, I see Peter pointing to me with a smile.

"Ah Peter, I know he's sleepy but you can't be so loud." Clint calls over, his voice in a slight whisper above me, it takes a moment to realise he'd started combing his fingers through my hair earlier and was doing so again. I turn my head up to him to glare but feel the scratching hit the perfect spots and almost immedatly relax. "There we go buddy, just relax and go back to sleep. You look dead on your feet." Clint whispers lightly, my body relaxes more.

"stohp it.." I mumble, trying to keep my eyes open I hear Thor's chuckle from across the room.

"Loki, it's alright. Rest your eyes brother, you're exhausted." He whispers gently, I glance up at him trying to glare but my eyes where to heavy. I had the words in my mouth but I couldn't seem to get them out as Clint's fingers continued to rub into my skull. Before long I was asleep.

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I woke up to Thor gently shaking my shoulder, I sleepily look around and see its just me and Thor in the room. I stare at him quietly. "Brother, it's time to wake up." Thor whispers lightly, I look at him tiredly. "I know brother, but you need to get up." His voice rumbles over me and I rub my eyes tiredly.

"urghh" I mutter eloquently and sit up rubbing my eyes with a grumble. "Brother it's too early." I mutter tiredly as he chuckles at me.

"Aww, brother I know but if you sleep to long now you won't sleep at night. That won't be fun for either of us" He mumbles, I groan as he talks sighing. As I move I notice something....

"....Brother am I in an infants underwear?" I ask annoyed as I feel the plastic with my hand, embarrassingly it's soaked heavily, glancing at my brother I see pity in his eyes.

"You had a small accident earlier in the front room, Clint suggested I put this on you to stop any more until we had a test done." He mumbles, placing his hands under my pits. "Lets get that changed shall we?" Thor asks and I flush darkly.

"T-Thor!" I squeak out, squirming in his hold as he carries me out of the front room and into a room that screamed science. I saw two cribs and two mounds in them. I grunt a little.

"Peter and Tony are sleeping brother so we need to keep our volume down." Thor mutters, that's rich coming from him. I go to say as much when he sets me down on the table, a coo escaping him. "Hush brother, just a quick change" He mumbles lightly, I struggle slightly as he clips the straps around my chest. Clearly he expected me to struggle and he was right. I moved around as much as I could on the table as he pulled my trousers down, giving me a full view of a pale blue diaper that sagged heavily.

"Thor, I will kill you if you try this!" I growl out, watching in annoyance as my brother rolled his eyes at me.

"By fathers beard you're fussy. Maybe when we remove this garment-" He takes the diaper in his hand and gives it a light squeeze, making me squirm in annoyance. "-you'll be a bit more happier." Thor says smiling, I go to shout at him only to feel rubber in my mouth. That bastard had placed a dummy in my mouth. I growl at his smiling face as he strips the diaper down from my hips, he takes a few wet wipes and starts cleaning me. "Brother, I know you don't understand what's going on but trust me, this is good for you. Bucky has promised to help explain everything so lets finish up here and go see him." He comments, picking up my legs and sliding a new diaper under my but. I squirm a little in his hold, glaring at his smile as he spreads some powder over my crotch and butt. "Almost done brother" He mumbles as he pulls the diaper up and tapes it shut, before I can move he pulls mittens down on my hands and ties them closed, I whine a little.

"Thor?" A voice echo's into the room and Thor turns around, I try to look at what was going on. "Thor, for the love of-he's going to get up set." I finally see Bucky's face leaning over me, he's smiling a little as he unclips me and takes the pacifier out. "Keep it down until we leave ok? We don't want to wake up the kids ok?" He mutters, I decide to listen for now. Bucky lifts me up off the table and the three of us move into the common room again. Bucky sits me onto the sofa and both he and Thor sit down beside me. Thor smiles a little at me and Bucky sighs a little. "Ok lets talk Loki" He smiles at me gently and pats my head, I glare at him but he just chuckles at me.

"Brother, we have reason to believe that you may be a little. A young one at that I'll add and we-" I interrupt Thor, a glare on my face.

"I am not a little, Father would not approve of a little in the family" I growl out, he'd be livid. Thor winces at my words but before either me or him could argue Bucky slides in.

"Your dad doesn't matter in this, it's your biology not his. You deserve to be happy, and if you happen to be a little then so be it. He can't decide what' right and wrong and what's real and not, you're you and you deserve to be happy." Bucky says standing in front of us, his hand pointing at me specifically. "You need to get tested and if we are right we are going to happily look after you." Bucky says taking my chin in his hand lifting my head up. I glare daggers at him pulling back.

"What a shame that I will not be classified as a little, you have enough to look after as it is." I growl out, moving my head back. Bucky snorts and looks at Thor with a grin. I hate that grin.

"Whatever you say but you still have to take the test." The metal armed bastard shrugs at me and I growl in annoyance as he hands me a small booklet of questions. "Fill this out truthfully and doctor Pard will have your results in the morning" He says with a almost happy smile as he pats my knee and plops down next to me on the sofa. I read the first question.

'You didn't sleep well the night before, do you -

A) Take a nap

B) Power through it and hope to sleep tonight

C) Find someone or something to help you sleep.

D) None of the above.'

I snort a little and tick A, what idiot would try to stay awake all day if they didn't sleep at night? Rolling my eyes I move onto the second question.

'You find you've broken a few rules that the people you live with have set, do you -

A) Own up to them, being truthful is the only way to keep their trust.

B) Lie, there's nothing wrong with a bit of rule breaking.

C) Don't say anything. What they don't know can't hurt them.

D) None of the above'

I sigh reading it over for a moment before ticking C, like it says. What people don't know can't hurt them. moving onto the third question I grunt.

'You've found your self temporarily without access to an object you hold dear, do you -

A) Scream and shout at everyone and everything until you're able to access it.

B) Deal with it, it's only temporary.

C) Do everything I can to get the item back, even if it means breaking the rules.

D) None of the above'

I tick C, and soon start going through the paper. The questions where all relatively simple and easy though some caused me to pause at the absurdity of the phrasing. It took a little over an hour and a half and by the end of it I was ready to go back to sleep. Thor had taken to sleeping on the sofa, already out for the count but Bucky had clearly been waiting for me to finish. As soon as I ticked that last question he took the paper from my hand and set it on the table.

"All right, time to go back to sleep." Bucky says cheerfully before helping me up, I flush remembering my current attire. I bite my lip lightly as he grabs my hand.

"I'm going to.....remove this garment." I mumble, reaching for the tabs, only to have Bucky grab my hands.

"Nope, until we get the results back you'll have to stay padded. Now, we're gonna settle you down in Thor's room. Natasha and Clint where nice enough to move a...bed into Thor's bed." Bucky comments, but doesn't elaborate at my questioning look. I sigh awkwardly waddling behind him. "So anyways, we should have the test results by tomorrow morning and then we'll take things from there." Bucky says casually, taking my hand and pulling me along until we stood in front of Thor's room.

"And I have to keep wearing this, could I not simply rest without it?" I ask, Bucky snorts a little.

"What did I just say? not until we know your status." He comments opening the bedroom door. I freeze seeing what laid in side the room with a loud, unhappy groan. "Yeah yeah, how horrible." He mutters, pulling me into the room

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My eyes stared down the man in front of me, the room felt like ice was crawling up the walls as this 'Doctor' sat in front of me, Thor and Bucky next to me waiting for the man to read my results.

I knew what they'd be, I'm not an idiot.

"According to my findings, we have found that Loki Odinson, is in fact a little. We've found he falls between 8 months to one year of age. A little of this age.." He continues to talk but I zone out.

'Shit I didn't think I'd be that young.' I think to my self, I notice Thor and Bucky have large grins on their faces as they listen to the doctor and I'd listen my self if I wasn't so shocked at my age range. The doctor soon finished, and I catch him telling us to call if we need anything else. I sat still frozen and confused.

"Loki, brother this is joyous occasion. Once you sign the paper of care then we can truly begin our care of you!" Thor's voice boomed, I flinched away a little and stood. "Brother?" He reaches for me but I move away.

'Fuck I'm panicking.'

"Loki, hey. Calm down alright? its not a bad thing." Bucky says gently, reaching for me as well. I can't take this. I feel my self moving without realising it and I'm in Thor's room. I gasp a little.

"Mr.Odinson, you seem to be having a panic attack-" That robotic voice started and I flinched away. When did she become so loud? My hands reach up and cover my ears as I curl into the corner of the room, breathing deeply in ragged breaths. I tried to get it under control but I couldn't seem to do so.

"Loki? Oh shit!" I knew that voice, it was Stark. "Hey, ok. Breath with me ok?" He mutters, grabbing my hands. We sit there for a few minutes until I'm able to breath properly and then I glance at him, he's completely calm. "I'm guessing you didn't like the results?" He asks, looking me in the eyes. I look away sighing.

"It's not that." I mutter, before he can question I continue "I didn't think I' be so young" I mumble, not looking him in the eyes.

"Yeah, Fri told me you were very little....but that just means you get to fully relax. I mean, that's what you want right? To relax? To not have to stop your plans to do other peoples stuff? To actually be able to sit down and just....breath?" He questions and I sigh.

"I guess...but father will be-"I cut my self off going quiet and shiver. "He does not believe littles are needed any more. It's ok to be anything else but me...being shown as a little. He'll blow a gasket." I mutter, Tony rubs my arm awkwardly.

"Dad's suck. Trust me, mine wasn't all that great, but these guys? pfft, that guy comes down here yelling at you and every single caregiver in this tower and in shield would shove him on his ass and destroy him. You deserve to be happy. Took Bucky and Fury looking after me enough to learn that." He goes quiet and I look at him unsure. "I used to deny my self this. All of this. My dad lost his shit when I presented as little and paid the state to keep it quiet, no one knew. Then I turn round with a fucking panic attack and a drop, boom everyone knows, got captain pirate on my side and the cyborg making sure I'm sleeping and eating.....people like us deserve to be happy, parents shouldn't take that away from you. No one has the right to take it away from you remember that." He smiles at me, I shiver a little and realise I'm crying.

"That's real beautiful robo-baby." Bucky's voice echo's through the room, I see him standing at the door, a smile on his lips. "Thor's gone off world for a little bit. He'll b back soon, I promise." He comments striding into the room and pulling Tony's trousers back like it wasn't anything. "Oh way to go Tony, nice and dry." He comments, ruffling the mans hair. "Loki? Can you follow me into the front room? We have some papers for you to sign." He comments, looking at me quietly. I worry my lip as he reaches his hand out to me.

"Oh is it the contract?" Tony asks and Bucky nods, I look confused and the two look back at me. "Oh...do you not have contracts on Asgaurd?" He asks, tilting his head. I shake my head.

"No, we...we make a bond. It bounds you to the person for eternity." I mumble, Bucky nods a little.

"Well our contracts down here are like....'I agree to the terms and conditions provided' kinda deal, like you agree to let us look after you when your little or feeling little, specifying how often you have to be little. Stuff like that." He explains, sounds pretty simple. I take his hand and he leads me into the common room again and hands me a stack of paper. "read through it and tell me if there is anything you disagree with ok?" He says gently and I sigh, scanning through it.

'COL Contract

The little that is currently being looked into being brought into care is one Loki Odinson. The little will be falling under the care of :

• Natasha Romanov
• Bucky Barnes
• Nick Fury
• Phil Coulson
• Clint Barton
• Sam Wilson
• Thor Odinson

At this time this caregiver (Or caregivers) have a total of 5 littles under their care, these Littles are Steven Grant Rodgers, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker and Anthony Edward Stark, Scott Lang, all of which agree to Loki Odinson joining the family. The little in question agrees to the care from the caregivers and will be allowed to vocalise the wish of other littles joining their caregivers care.

Loki Odinson agrees to the punishments listed below -

• Time out Lines
• Spanking
• Earlier Bed-time
• Removal of TV time. 

The little will also obey the staple rules in which are stated below -

• Be little at least four days a week.
• When feeling little tell one of the caregivers.
• Don't fight little space.
• If you're uncomfortable about something say so.
• Bath time every night before bed.
• Dinner is 6:30pm.
• Use your manners. Please, thank-you etc.
• If you want more little time just ask.
• No throwing things (Except at Bad guys.)
• Don't hold back your feelings.
• Express your feelings - Cry if you wish, laugh if you want.
• Play with other littles nicely.
• Share with others.
• Don't try to avoid wearing Diapers/Pull-ups.

Rules made specifically for Loki Odinson-

• Bed-time is 7:30pm four naps a day.
• No magic unless told specifically otherwise (when little)

I think quietly looking at it before sighing. "Must my 'bed time' be so early? I feel that is much too early for me to sleep well." I mutter, Bucky snorts a little.

"Trust me, Tony had the same complaint about his bed time, but once he started actually having little days he was exhausted by bed time-it only applies for when your little, though when your big you'll still have to go bed at a decent hour." He tells me.

"Fine...I...Guess that makes sense?" I mumble, writing my name at the bottom. "is that all?" I ask looking up, Bucky smiles at me nodding.

And just like that, I was a member of the 'Avenger family'