I can't believe I wrote this as fast as I did... I guess going to the hospital on my one free day from university really helps give me time to write... There's talks of $3,000+ surgeries for the future, but I've been released to return to the school life... Yay me.

Requested by Belbelanne on FFN. Slightly AU, Loki didn't fake his death in The Dark World and Ragnarok/Infinity War/Endgame never happened. 

Peter bounced excitedly in his seat on the Quin Jet, having given up trying to sit still a long time ago like the others suggested. How could he contain himself when this mission took him off of Earth? It was silly of the adults to think that he wouldn't be jumping for joy the moment they told him about it.

"We're almost at the landing point," Tony commented, flipping a few switches on the jet as it started to lower towards the ground.

"I still do not understand why we must come all the way out here," Thor frowned, idly tossing his hammer around in his hand. "We have left from the Compound before, why not now?"

"Because," Tony turned in his seat to send the golden man a pointed look, "you are one burnt grass circle away from having the maintenance workers plan your murder. And as interesting as that would be, I really don't want to deal with whatever repercussions come from having Earthlings trying to kill the crown princes of an alien race."

The chuckle of the Asgardian warrior sitting next to Thor caught Peter's attention, the man - Fandral - shaking his head slightly. "They would be welcomed to try, but I doubt that a mere Midgardian would be enough to seriously pose threat enough for war."

"You haven't met our gardeners."

Peter let out a chuckle of his own as he glanced to his right, taking in Loki's quiet appearance as he read his book. While the man had been regarded as a hero after the battle with the Dark Elves and he was cleared of all his crimes, Peter knew there must have been some hostility left between the golden alien race and their prince. Given the way that Thor would visit his home world once every few months while Loki stayed very firmly rooted to the Avenger's Compound or patrols with Peter through NYC, it wasn't hard to guess.

But Odin had ordered the brothers back to fight against some new force that threatened that side of the universe. It was supposed to just be them (and the warrior/messenger Fandral) to return through the Bifrost, but Thor had asked Tony for permission to take Peter along as well. Peter had no idea what he said to convince Mr. Stark to allow him to go with the Asgardians, but the night before they left, Thor had brought the offer to Peter.

Of course Peter immediately accepted.

Loki, on the other hand, was not as thrilled... Finding out last minute, he had tried to deny Peter access, but with everyone going for it, Loki really couldn't argue. So for the full five minute flight to the middle of the woods, Loki isolated himself from everyone by reading his book.

Peter felt kinda bad for going against Loki, but he knew why the Asgardians needed him to go with them. Because while Loki was somewhat good on Earth, putting him back on Asgard was a wild card. It was no secret that the real reason Loki was so loyal with the Avengers was because that's where Peter's loyalties were; but even if Loki and Thor were closer than before, they all knew it wasn't enough to keep Loki on their side through the fight to come. And Peter really didn't want to lose his best friend to a space prison...

So Peter reluctantly put up with Loki's silent treatment as they descended to the landing zone for the Asgardians' Bifrost. He was mad now, but Peter knew he wouldn't stay that way the entire time. Hopefully...

Once the jet was landed safely and the ramp lowered, Peter picked up his bag of spare clothes and homework. He wasn't exactly sure how long they would be in space, but he was prepared for it all.

Looking at the Bifrost impression that was burned into the ground, however, caused Peter's heart to hammer in his chest. He had never been to space before, let alone an alien portal/bridge thing... He could only imagine what it would be like... Was there going to be oxygen? Would he have to hold his breath? What if he got sick from it? What if he threw up on the other side? Could he fall out if he wasn't careful? How long would it be? Would he need to use the bathroom before going? But there weren't any bathrooms nearby...

A heavy hand on his shoulder brought him back to the present; he looked up to see Thor smiling at him.

"Fear not, young Peter, almost everyone makes it safely through the Bifrost."

"Oh, that's great- wait..." Peter's eyes widened as he watched the man walk ahead, "What do you mean 'almost everyone'? Mr. Thor? What does that mean? What are the percentages for that statement?"

As the one who suggested Peter go along, Thor was not doing a good job of making him want to stay on the mission... A chuckle from Loki reminded him of why he needed to though, so with the bravest face he could, Peter marched on as well.

Besides, if something bad really did happen, Peter had confidence that Loki or Thor would save him.

"Alright, everyone," Fandral called from the center of the circle, "It's time to go up. The lovely courts of war are waiting for us."

Peter took a deep breath before going to stand near the three men as well. "Bye, Mr. Stark!" He sent a wave to the man, smiling wide and hoping that no one noticed his shaking hands.

"Relax," Loki whispered, leaning towards him slightly. "Thor was joking earlier."

A small sigh left Peter as he nodded a bit, relief flooding over him just as Thor called out and a flash of light came over them.

Peter had no idea how to describe it, he could actually feel every fiber of his being moving through the space, he could hear sonic echoes of each planet they passed, he could even - he could even freaking smell the galaxy! It smelled nothing like what the galaxy soaps in bath stores smelled like!

All too soon, he was standing on solid ground again, inside of a golden domed building with a tall man in gold giving him a small smile. "Welcome to Asgard, Peter Parker."

"Whoa..." Peter gave a breathless chuckle as he nodded at the golden man, a wave of cold washing over him and sending him to his knees. He faintly heard the others call his name, but they sounded muted and far away. Loki's worried face was the last thing he saw before his world went dark.

"Peter?" Loki's eyes widened as he saw the boy go down to his knees, quickly moving to catch him before he face planted into the ground. "Peter, wake up!" He gently patted the boy's cheek, his other hand shaking his shoulder lightly in an attempt to rouse Peter. 

He decided to stop when blood started to freely drip from his nose.

"We need to get him to a healer," Loki glanced up to lock eyes with Thor, the larger man clearly worried as he hovered nearby. "The trip here most likely disturbed his senses; the healers should be able to fix it much faster than Peter's own healing factor."

"I'll go alert the healers," Thor nodded to himself quickly before running off to the healing rooms, leaving Loki, Heimdall, and Fandral at the Bifrost.

Loki was very aware of Fandral and Heimdall's eyes on him as he picked Peter up and began to walk down the long bridge - he suddenly remembered how much he sincerely disliked the length of this bridge... He understood why the Bifrost had to be so far out, but why did they not have carriers set up nearby so that every poor soul that just appeared on Asgard didn't have to be tortured with such a long walk? It was especially dangerous for missions; someone could get hurt and be forced to wait even longer for medical care! Like Peter was now! It was absolutely ridiculous...!

"I should alert the Allfather that we've arrived..." Fandral commented once they reached the end of the bridge, nodding briefly to Loki before turning a different way to the palace. Loki couldn't help a smirk from crawling on his face; Fandral didn't like emotions, aside from loyalty and friendship, anything else he felt was useless. Loki could understand him the most out of Thor's friends... But for Fandral to see Loki actually caring for a human boy, the thoughts going through his mind must have been interesting.

"Brother!" Thor called, waving to Loki through the door to the healing room. "We have prepared a room just for Peter, the healers are ready for him now!"

A small chuckle left Loki as he went to the room, laying Peter down on the table. As worried as he was for the motionless boy, Thor still managed to show it the most...

The brothers stood near the wall as the Soul Forge lit up, the golden dust moving and highlighting parts of Peter's body in the air - namely his head, which Loki did not like at all.

"This is my fault..." Thor sighed under his breath. "I should not have invited him, I did not even think about his heightened senses and what affect the Bifrost would have on him."

"You're right," Loki kept his eyes on Peter, ignoring the hurt look that crossed Thor's face. "You shouldn't have invited him, but not because of this. Peter is strong, he'll survive this after a few minutes. You shouldn't have invited him because whatever mission Odin set for us is bound to be dangerous, if all his armies and power can't stop it. The most Peter has ever faced is an old human with fake wings, no epic battles in space; he is not ready for anything of this sort. You are fond of him, I know, but it would have been better if you would have just left him on Earth."

It was quiet between them for a while, only the quiet mutterings of the healers among themselves keeping the silence from becoming deafening. But then Thor gave out a small chuckle and patted his brother's shoulder.

"If that is what you truly think, then perhaps you don't know Peter as well as you think."

Loki's brows pushed together, his mouth opening to retort, when the head healer stepped toward them and drew both of their attention to her.

"The boy will be just fine," She announced with a small smile. "He was simply overwhelmed by the power of the Bifrost, as many young ones are. After a little rest, he will be completely fine."

Thor let out a loud breath of relief, smiling brightly. "That is good to hear, then we can go meet with father and he should be awake, correct?"

At her nod, Thor smiled more and sent one final look to Peter before heading towards the door. When he didn't hear Loki's footfalls behind him, he stopped. "Brother?"

"Is it really necessary for me to tag along?" Mischief was prominent in Loki's green eyes, a devilish smirk on his lips. "You are the heir to the throne, after all, you don't really need me there."

"Loki..." Thor frowned and shook his head, "If you do not at least greet the Allfather, then he'll come looking for you. Do you really want him to meet Peter while he's like this?"

That smirk was wiped away, Loki's fist clenching slightly as he pushed off the wall, marching out of the room without a word. Thor's smile was soft and sympathetic as he followed.

The head healer watched the brother's interaction with a curious gaze, glancing to the boy on her table. Hulda was only a few years older than the boys, having spent most of her life watching them bicker and play. She had seen the way they both changed after Loki's betrayal, the pain in both of their eyes... Frigga had even appointed Hulda as Loki's healer should he ever become injured while in prison, often sending her to make sure the trickster was eating properly. 

While Hulda had seen the small changes in Thor when he would visit occasionally, this was her first time witnessing just how much - both of them in fact. Loki's personality was hardly recognizable now, a maturity in his expression that she didn't know existed in him.

Looking back to the unconscious boy, she smiled softly. This child must be truly special to be able to tame the hearts of the Odinsons.

No sooner had she thought that, the boy was jumping off of the table and latching onto the ceiling.

"What's going on?" He asked, his breathing heavy. "Where am I? Where's Loki? Or Thor? What were you doing to me? Were you trying to put eggs in my chest? Please don't do that!"

Hulda's eyes widened as she raised her hands, shaking her head slightly. "No, we were doing nothing of the sort. Thor and Loki just left to meet with the Allfather, they said they'd return later when you were awake."

"Oh..." Peter blinked a few times, gathering his bearings in the somewhat dark room. "Oh, okay then." He dropped from the ceiling, landing in a crouch right in front of the woman, "Sorry if I startled you - I'm Peter, by the way." 

He smiled and offered his hand out to her, which she slowly took and smiled back. "I'm Hulda, the head healer in charge of your care."

"Healer? You mean like a nurse?"

"Is that what they call it on Midgard?"

Peter chuckled a bit, "Yeah, I guess so." Peter glanced around the room again, "So... you said that Loki and Thor would be back soon?"

She smiled slightly and shook her head, "I'm sorry, we didn't realize that you would have woken up so soon, they left only a few minutes ago. It'll be at least an hour until they return from the war counsel."

"Ah, okay then," Peter nodded slowly. They were there to stop some intergalactic space threat thing, so it would make sense that they would have to go talk about battle strategies. Knowing Loki, the man would probably not let him fight in the actual battle, so Peter probably wouldn't be allowed to attend a war counsel... That meant he was stuck on an alien planet with plenty of time to himself - perfect for exploring!

"If you don't mind me asking..." Hulda started, capturing Peter's attention again, "Are you close with Thor and Loki?"

"Oh yeah, definitely!" Peter's smile was so wide and bright, the healer worried that she might go blind from it. "They're great, I'm really glad Thor wanted me to come!"

Hulda's head tilted slightly, "Just Thor...?"

"Well..." Peter gave a sheepish smile and shrug, "Don't tell him, but I'm here to keep Loki in line, actually. I don't think Loki will let me fight, he's too worried I'll get too badly hurt. Mr. Stark would probably kill us all if he found out I got hurt while over here."

"Oh really?" Her eyebrows rose as she blinked at him, "How so? Keeping Loki in line, I mean. Do you have a technique or something of the sort...?"

"Oh no," He shook his head. "Loki and I are pretty close, so Mr. Thor said that if I come along, then the chances of Loki's loyalties changing would be very small."

"That's not an easy task..."

"Nah, we spend a lot of time together. Loki and Mr. Thor are like family to me now, so it's really no work at all."

A fond smile crossed her face as she motioned for him to follow her into a side room that lead to a balcony outside. She sat down on a marble bench, patting the place next to her gently. "Tell me more, please."

It took Peter a moment, but he soon smiled and went to sit as well.

"You see, my parents died when I was pretty young... I barely remember them, and my aunt is great at what she does, really. I couldn't imagine my life without her. But she's my aunt, you know? I grew up calling her my aunt, thinking of her as my aunt... With as long as we've been together, I just can't... I don't know..."

"I understand," She gave him a small nod, and Peter felt his insecurities at the thought melt away as he continued with renewed confidence.

"But when I became Spider-Man and started hanging out with the Avengers, it's like I've gained this new family. I would never be able to tell any of them this, but they really act like a family to me. Mr. Stark - that's Iron Man, he's back on Earth - is like my cool dad that lets me eat junk food while staying up late with him in the labs on the weekends. Mr. Thor is like my jock uncle that teaches me new exercise stuff and pays me to steal poptarts from the kitchen at night...! Loki..." Peter paused, laughing lightly, "Loki's basically my mom. He's responsible but fun, he makes sure I don't get hurt while also pulling pranks on the others with me. And he's amazing at telling stories, though I can only get him to do that when one of us is sick... But he just has this way of making his words come to life, like you're standing there in the story and experiencing it all with him! Like this one time when I was sick and couldn't sleep, Loki was taking care of me and I asked him to tell me about the most beautiful place he's ever been. He started telling me about when his mom took him to another world to learn her magic for the first time, and-"

Someone cleared their voice behind Peter, the boy jumping and spinning around. His eyes widened and his breath hitched when he saw a small crowd standing by the door; a grinning Thor, a pink-cheeked Loki, and a (presumably) blank faced Odin standing in the front.

"Oh crap..." Peter swallowed thickly as he scanned over all of their faces again, noting a few smirks coming from the guards behind the royals. That definitely meant they heard Peter describing them as family members... Great.

Odin slowly turned, looking to his sons and noticing the very different reactions from them. Thor seemed absolutely thrilled at the revelation, while Loki was doing his best to avoid eye contact with everyone. 

"So this... is the Midgardian boy you have brought to help?" Odin asked, a single eyebrow rose as he looked back to Peter. "I was unaware you started a family on Midgard, Loki."

"No...!" Peter's eyes were wide, a dark blush covering his cheeks as he held a hand out and shook his head, "No, I didn't mean for it- He isn't really- I only meant that-"

Deciding that he had nothing better to come up with, Peter slowly closed his mouth and hung his head, unsure of how to get out of this situation. Thankfully, Loki always knew his way with words.

Clearing his throat lightly, Loki glanced to Odin. "I believe what Peter is trying to say is that I am like a parental figure to him, not actually blood related."

"I see..." Odin eyed Peter up and down, the boy suddenly feeling very exposed under his gaze. "Come along then, boy. If you are well enough to reminisce, then you are well enough to walk with us to the war counsel."

Peter quickly nodded, running over to stand between Thor and Loki, sending a quick wave to Hulda.

The healer smiled as she watched Thor ruffle Peter's hair and Loki place a single hand on his shoulder and keep him close as they retreated back inside. She had been somewhat worried about them when they were all kids and how the princes would grow up, but she realized now that she had nothing to worry about. As long as that boy remained healthy and by their side, everything would be fine in the end.



A/N: Not that much of Odin... I'm sorry... I really don't like him that much, and I can't get a good grip of his character... But I hope you enjoyed this small chapter all the same!

 Guys.... This is the 29th chapter.... The next chapter is going to be the 30th... I can't- how did- What??

Following in the footsteps of the 20th chapter, next update will be extra long! And possibly sad! I have an idea of what to do, hopefully I can add some nice things in it so that you all won't hate me too much... I don't know when it'll be posted, as you know I'm suffering through University now and there's so much writing I have to do... It's a miracle that I was able to complete this chapter when I did. But I hope that you all look forward to what I have planned next!