“hey that is a cool rock.” Bucky agreed before backtracking away from the spider. Bucky hated spiders. A lot. And rats. He couldn’t stand rats. Mice he was okay with, but Rats… spiders and rats just freaked him out. The team had learned not to prank him with them when he’d had a total meltdown over a spider on his shoulder and ran through three walls, punched Steph and Tony in the eye and almost triggered a Hulk out with his panicked screaming. He had gotten better about containing his reactions since then of course, at least regarding spiders, but no one really wanted to take that chance. “we absolutely did not get lost.” Bucky corrected her.<br/><br/>“don’t tell Thor?” Bucky asked, surprised and Tony cocked his head. “is this about Loki hating Thor? He’s going to find out eventually right?” he wondered, confused and a bit worried. “well… that’s fair. He is the one pregnant and he and Thor are still trying to work things out… Loki was fairly decent to Thor the night of the Opera… sort of… he didn’t reduce Thor to tears anyway, so… progress… kind of.” “it is very relaxing.” Bucky agreed. “you know, when we don’t have a hyperactive toddler running around finding rocks and…” Bucky shuddered. “spiders.”<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Loki chuckled at Laura’s scolding of his son. ‘George’ looked so very sheepish, Loki was honestly quite pleased that someone was looking over his boy. George tended to forget things like sleep and food. “Yes Ma’am.” George mumbled, flushed bright red as he scuffed the toe of his shoe against the ground. Looking very scolded indeed. “I promise to do better.” he grumbled. Loki just chuckled as he kissed the top of the horses head, whispered that he loved him in that fluid language, and patted him on the neck before slipping out of the stall. “thank you for inviting us here Laura. I don’t think you could ever truly understand the peace this place has brought to me.” his sons where happy, content, well cared for and looked after and best of all. They where free. Even if they where mostly in animal forms, they could leave anytime they wanted and Sleipnr wasn’t being worked to the bone as Odin’s ‘personal’ horse. It was good to see them all so joyous and healthy.