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There’s no doubt in my mind he’d be able to wield it… easily, even.

I actually have a damn tear in my eye

In the next scene, Mr. Rogers uses Mjolnir to build a birdhouse. Thor helpfully passes him the nails.

Christopher smiles brightly and allows himself to be led away by his mate. He looks around with interest and tries to make sense of everything, “Finally free darling, you’re finally free and able to do as you please. And no more working until your sick” he smiles brightly, leaning over to kiss his cheek lightly, nearly as happy as Cris seemed to be

Chance Encounter

Annoying neighbor

“That’s adorable.” He felt her leg slide further up and widened his legs ever so slightly, still acting like nothing was happening beneath the tablecloth, “I don’t really remember learning all that stuff when I was in grade school, nowadays it just feels like a natural thing that I always knew.” He smiled them let out a chuckle, “Actually, the only thing I really remember was all the arguments I started with my teachers. When I was in fourth grade I tried to convince my teacher that adding two odd numbers together will always make an odd number. It got to the point where she called me an idiot and sent me to the principal’s office. After that year she transferred to another school.”

“You always had that arguing streak didn’t you? Now I can see why you’re a lawyer” she chuckles, her foot setting comfortably against his crotch, looking at him with an innocent smile, “no body remembers grade school unless the teacher is memorable” she murmurs, acting as if her toes were not stroking over his length at this very moment.

“Well-” he fell silent for a moment when her toes starting caressing him through his pants. He gave a soft chuckle, “everyone has to start somewhere. It just so happens I started by terrorizing my teachers.” Their waiter can with their drinks, took their orders, and then they were alone again. Loki shifted in his chair, making it a little easier for her to tease him, “When did you know you wanted to teach?”

She smirks almost imperceptibly when he makes it easier to tease him. She doesn’t stop her slow teasing as she speaks, her eyes gazing at him to see if she could crack that cool and collected demeanor. “I loved working with kids, ever since i was a young girl. I went through some...rough times but now at least I can say that I’ve become the teacher I’ve always dreamed of being” she smiles faintly, her other foot coming to stroke his calf lightly. 

Frank nodded his head, making sounds of agreement during being partially distracted by looking at other women. It wasn’t that he would flirt with them…well, a lie, he would. If they noticed him, he winked and gave a charming smile. Unfortunately he just could not help himself. “Yeah wristbands, sure.” He said with a sort of carefree tone, as if he were only half-listening. His head turning now and then to look at the legs of some girls, until he’d feel the weight attached to his own hand reminding him he was in the presence of his fiance; “Bumper cars? S’sounds fine by me. You can get in ya own car though, baby - I wanna ram!”

She glances at him when she noticed his voice seemed to say he wasn’t paying attention, noticing his wandering eyes. She feels her heart twist to know her fiancée was looking at other women when she was here right next to him. If he looked when she was in front of him what did he do when he was on tour for two months far away from him. She glances to him again as they wait in line and sees him wink at one of them. She slowly pulls her hand away, looking down at the grass as she struggles not to be annoyed. She was literally right here..why would he flirt with other women when she was right here?

When he felt his hand be let go of, his head turned looking around at his fiance looking down at the grass. She had not answered him either which made him think perhaps he had done something wrong (much to his naivety…or perhaps even stupidity). “Hey, why y’takin’ y’hand away huh? I need it to hold otherwise mine gets lonely.” Frank tried to joke a bit, not seemingly acknowledging her mood first of all as he seems to soon stop the smirk on his face, causing it to disappear as he frowns a little; “Baby, you alright?”

“If your hand gets lonely maybe one of them women you’ve winked at can make it feel less lonely” she says quietly, still not looking at him. She loved him deeply but they had never gone out together like this except for dinner and that kind of thing, she wondered if he had done this then too. “I’m right here Frankie, I can see you lookin’ at those other broads” she whispers, trying to keep from making a scene.

Frank hears her whispered words. He knows he must have upset her and clears his throat. He can feel a mixture of emotions boiling up in him and he is not even quite sure as to whether or not his mood would come out foul or pleasant. For the meanwhile…it seemed pleasantly understanding. “Baby, I didn’t mean nothin’ by it…y’the only gal for me, you know that.” Frank tells her in a quiet voice to make sure no one could hear their little discussion. He didn’t want a scene to be made. He did not want to start arguing with her here. “Come on, darling…I only got eyes for you, let’s jus’ forget ‘bout it, ‘n have a good time.”

She glances up at him and her eyes are filled with several emotions, mostly hurt that he had been staring at other girls. She nods silently, taking a moment before she speaks again, “okay Frankie,” she mumbles just before they become next in line at the counter. She holds out her wrist and the wrist band is placed on it before they walk away in the direction of the rides. The other women were still looking, either smiling prettily at Frankie or glaring angrily at her. And at this moment, Anastasia didn’t have the courage to stare them down because she worried Frankie might wink at them or might already. “Where do you wanna go first?”

Frank allowed himself to pay for their wristbands before he is walking towards the rides with her, he puts an arm around her shoulders, partly wary that she may just shove him off; “Bumper cars, baby. That was the agreement, weren’t it?” He hums as he kisses her cheek softly; “Plus it might give ya a chance t’knock me a bit for bein’ a fool ‘n lookin’ at broads. Sounds like a good punishment, eh?”

She smiles faintly and looks up at him shyly, “it does, loser has to give the winner a kiss?” She asks softly, leaning gently into his touch. She was still happy to have a day to spend with Frankie, even if other people gawked. It didn’t matter if others gawked she just didn’t want Frankie to gawk right back.

“Sounds good to me, baby.” Frank hummed as he looked towards her, leaning down to kiss her forehead softly in a loving manner. He absolutely adored her. He let himself walk with her towards the bumper cars, his arm around her as he held her close - he wanted everyone to know she was his and he was hers. “Sounds like there ain’t no real losers.”

She smiles widely as he holds her closer still, “I dunno, maybe you’ll have to catch me if you lose” she giggles, leaning up to give him a kiss on the cheek. “The guy in charge usually declares a winner so we won’t have to worry about figuring it out” she murmurs as they get in line for the bumper car ride.

“Christ, well prepare to lose baby!” Frank said, standing in line with her. It was only a matter of time before the crooner and his girl was allowed to get into their own bumper cars. He grinned, stealing one last kiss from his fiance before he positioned himself.

She smiles and returns his kiss before choosing a purple car to settle into. The game is fun and she tries to hit Frank as many times as she can, hurrying to get away as well when she sees him coming. She can’t stop laughing and she blows Frank kisses every time she hits him

After a few minutes of laughing, bumping into one another in their cars, him only bumping into her a few times, it is not long at all before he finds himself to find the car to stop as their time came to an end. He seems to give a little smack on the wheel in playful discontent. “Goddamn!”

The man in charge of the game smiles at everyone and declares the ‘lovely brunette girl in the sundress as the winner’ to which Anastasia curtsies and smiles at Frank, taking a step back as he comes toward her, “you’re gonna have to catch me baby before you give me my kiss” she giggles, hurrying away from the game into the crowds.

“Goddamnit, Ana!” He playfully declares as he watches her rushing off into the crowd. He permits himself to rush off in her direction, running after her in order to try to grab her - to pull her back to him. He grins, laughing as he rushes after her, soon grabbing her by her waist when he catches up and pulling her back into his chest; “You can’t get away for long, baby!”

She laughs breathlessly as she hugs him, looking up at him with shining eyes, “I don’t want to get away for long” she murmurs, resting her cheek on his chest and sighing. “I love you Frankie” she mumbles, barely heard over the noise of the crowd around them both.

He smirks, smiling at her lovingly as he hears her laughter. How gorgeous she is and beautiful. “I love you too, Ana.” He informs her as he finds himself to lean down, pressing his lips against hers in a firm but tender manner of his absolute affection. He absolutely adores her. He loves her.

She rests a hand on his cheek and kisses him gently, pressing closer to him before pulling away with a sigh, fully aware that women were glaring at her venomously at all angles. She doesn’t care though, Frankie was hers and she knew she overreacted before. “Let’s go on the Ferris wheel babe, I wanna see how much of the city I can see from the top” she giggles.

He comprehends that he is absolutely in adoration of her, kissing her and his bright eyes only on her. He does not even notice the women glaring at her and swooning over him. “Alright darlin’, maybe we’ll be able t’see the whole of the city, even spot our house, hm?” Frank hums as he looks towards her, soon kissing her once more before he is walking with her towards the ferris wheel.

She smiles and looks up at the huge ride, she never understood how anything like this could be safe, trying not to think about it too much. She waits patiently in line and tried to imagine what it would he like to be high as a bird. “I haven’t been to a carnival in years” she admits.

“Neither ‘ave I baby. Imagine if we got trapped up there!” Frank declared, gesturing to the top of the ferris wheel. He didn’t know what she was thinking or even if she were nervous about it, but at least they would be in a little cart for just the two of them - at least that would make being trapped a little more…lighthearted.

“I’m sure we won’t get stuck” she says reassuringly, squeezing his hand as they are beckoned forward and shown into a little cart. She sits and leans against Frankie as they wait for it to move. It would be so quiet up there which would be a nice contrast to the noise of the crowd.

Frank gets into the cart with her, his arm going around her automatically, around her shoulders to hold her close to his suited chest. He liked having the woman near to him, he was absolutely in adoration of her - absolutely smitten and besotted with her. In love. He couldn’t wait to announce their engagement - to have a wedding. “Say, what sorta weddin’ d’you want?” He asked as the cart started moving. “I mean, are y’hoping for a big weddin’?”

"Every girl wants a bid wedding silly and I do have a lot of people I want to invite" she admits softly, laying her head on his chest and embracing him. "Can it be an outdoor wedding baby? Maybe in a park?"

Jessie takes the fork and knife and figures them out after a moment and cuts a piece to munch on. She smiles widely and nods, "yes yes she will like dem they are so yummy!! And the..the syrup is sticky!" She giggles

“Oh yes he would love that! Maybe even a graphic novel or two? They have a book store here” she suggests, glancing around to see if it was nearby

“I’m sure we can find one…I also saw him with a snack he likes, it’s called Pocky, I don’t know what’s in it, but he seemed to enjoy it…” Henry adds.

"That sounds great, why don't we divide and conquer, you get the snack and the traveling mug and I'll go get the graphic novels. We can meet back here in a half hour maybe? Or forty-five minutes?"

Frank nodded his head, making sounds of agreement during being partially distracted by looking at other women. It wasn’t that he would flirt with them…well, a lie, he would. If they noticed him, he winked and gave a charming smile. Unfortunately he just could not help himself. “Yeah wristbands, sure.” He said with a sort of carefree tone, as if he were only half-listening. His head turning now and then to look at the legs of some girls, until he’d feel the weight attached to his own hand reminding him he was in the presence of his fiance; “Bumper cars? S’sounds fine by me. You can get in ya own car though, baby - I wanna ram!”

She glances at him when she noticed his voice seemed to say he wasn’t paying attention, noticing his wandering eyes. She feels her heart twist to know her fiancée was looking at other women when she was here right next to him. If he looked when she was in front of him what did he do when he was on tour for two months far away from him. She glances to him again as they wait in line and sees him wink at one of them. She slowly pulls her hand away, looking down at the grass as she struggles not to be annoyed. She was literally right here..why would he flirt with other women when she was right here?

When he felt his hand be let go of, his head turned looking around at his fiance looking down at the grass. She had not answered him either which made him think perhaps he had done something wrong (much to his naivety…or perhaps even stupidity). “Hey, why y’takin’ y’hand away huh? I need it to hold otherwise mine gets lonely.” Frank tried to joke a bit, not seemingly acknowledging her mood first of all as he seems to soon stop the smirk on his face, causing it to disappear as he frowns a little; “Baby, you alright?”

“If your hand gets lonely maybe one of them women you’ve winked at can make it feel less lonely” she says quietly, still not looking at him. She loved him deeply but they had never gone out together like this except for dinner and that kind of thing, she wondered if he had done this then too. “I’m right here Frankie, I can see you lookin’ at those other broads” she whispers, trying to keep from making a scene.

Frank hears her whispered words. He knows he must have upset her and clears his throat. He can feel a mixture of emotions boiling up in him and he is not even quite sure as to whether or not his mood would come out foul or pleasant. For the meanwhile…it seemed pleasantly understanding. “Baby, I didn’t mean nothin’ by it…y’the only gal for me, you know that.” Frank tells her in a quiet voice to make sure no one could hear their little discussion. He didn’t want a scene to be made. He did not want to start arguing with her here. “Come on, darling…I only got eyes for you, let’s jus’ forget ‘bout it, ‘n have a good time.”

She glances up at him and her eyes are filled with several emotions, mostly hurt that he had been staring at other girls. She nods silently, taking a moment before she speaks again, “okay Frankie,” she mumbles just before they become next in line at the counter. She holds out her wrist and the wrist band is placed on it before they walk away in the direction of the rides. The other women were still looking, either smiling prettily at Frankie or glaring angrily at her. And at this moment, Anastasia didn’t have the courage to stare them down because she worried Frankie might wink at them or might already. “Where do you wanna go first?”

Frank allowed himself to pay for their wristbands before he is walking towards the rides with her, he puts an arm around her shoulders, partly wary that she may just shove him off; “Bumper cars, baby. That was the agreement, weren’t it?” He hums as he kisses her cheek softly; “Plus it might give ya a chance t’knock me a bit for bein’ a fool ‘n lookin’ at broads. Sounds like a good punishment, eh?”

She smiles faintly and looks up at him shyly, “it does, loser has to give the winner a kiss?” She asks softly, leaning gently into his touch. She was still happy to have a day to spend with Frankie, even if other people gawked. It didn’t matter if others gawked she just didn’t want Frankie to gawk right back.

“Sounds good to me, baby.” Frank hummed as he looked towards her, leaning down to kiss her forehead softly in a loving manner. He absolutely adored her. He let himself walk with her towards the bumper cars, his arm around her as he held her close - he wanted everyone to know she was his and he was hers. “Sounds like there ain’t no real losers.”

She smiles widely as he holds her closer still, “I dunno, maybe you’ll have to catch me if you lose” she giggles, leaning up to give him a kiss on the cheek. “The guy in charge usually declares a winner so we won’t have to worry about figuring it out” she murmurs as they get in line for the bumper car ride.

“Christ, well prepare to lose baby!” Frank said, standing in line with her. It was only a matter of time before the crooner and his girl was allowed to get into their own bumper cars. He grinned, stealing one last kiss from his fiance before he positioned himself.

She smiles and returns his kiss before choosing a purple car to settle into. The game is fun and she tries to hit Frank as many times as she can, hurrying to get away as well when she sees him coming. She can’t stop laughing and she blows Frank kisses every time she hits him

After a few minutes of laughing, bumping into one another in their cars, him only bumping into her a few times, it is not long at all before he finds himself to find the car to stop as their time came to an end. He seems to give a little smack on the wheel in playful discontent. “Goddamn!”

The man in charge of the game smiles at everyone and declares the ‘lovely brunette girl in the sundress as the winner’ to which Anastasia curtsies and smiles at Frank, taking a step back as he comes toward her, “you’re gonna have to catch me baby before you give me my kiss” she giggles, hurrying away from the game into the crowds.

“Goddamnit, Ana!” He playfully declares as he watches her rushing off into the crowd. He permits himself to rush off in her direction, running after her in order to try to grab her - to pull her back to him. He grins, laughing as he rushes after her, soon grabbing her by her waist when he catches up and pulling her back into his chest; “You can’t get away for long, baby!”

She laughs breathlessly as she hugs him, looking up at him with shining eyes, “I don’t want to get away for long” she murmurs, resting her cheek on his chest and sighing. “I love you Frankie” she mumbles, barely heard over the noise of the crowd around them both.

He smirks, smiling at her lovingly as he hears her laughter. How gorgeous she is and beautiful. “I love you too, Ana.” He informs her as he finds himself to lean down, pressing his lips against hers in a firm but tender manner of his absolute affection. He absolutely adores her. He loves her.

She rests a hand on his cheek and kisses him gently, pressing closer to him before pulling away with a sigh, fully aware that women were glaring at her venomously at all angles. She doesn’t care though, Frankie was hers and she knew she overreacted before. “Let’s go on the Ferris wheel babe, I wanna see how much of the city I can see from the top” she giggles.

He comprehends that he is absolutely in adoration of her, kissing her and his bright eyes only on her. He does not even notice the women glaring at her and swooning over him. “Alright darlin’, maybe we’ll be able t’see the whole of the city, even spot our house, hm?” Frank hums as he looks towards her, soon kissing her once more before he is walking with her towards the ferris wheel.

She smiles and looks up at the huge ride, she never understood how anything like this could be safe, trying not to think about it too much. She waits patiently in line and tried to imagine what it would he like to be high as a bird. “I haven’t been to a carnival in years” she admits.

“Neither ‘ave I baby. Imagine if we got trapped up there!” Frank declared, gesturing to the top of the ferris wheel. He didn’t know what she was thinking or even if she were nervous about it, but at least they would be in a little cart for just the two of them - at least that would make being trapped a little more…lighthearted.

"I'm sure we won't get stuck" she says reassuringly, squeezing his hand as they are beckoned forward and shown into a little cart. She sits and leans against Frankie as they wait for it to move. It would be so quiet up there which would be a nice contrast to the noise of the crowd.

“I know you aren’t Henry, you’re not that type of man” she smiles and squeezes his hand gently before finishing up her breakfast. “I just hate to think of you being hurt at all” she admits.

“I’ll be all right, eventually.” he says.  “Just don’t fret.”  He cleans his plate as well, before getting ready to go pay the check.

That eventually worries her, she doesn’t want him to be hurting but she knows there isn’t anything that she can do about it. She follows him out of the restaurant and loops her arm through his slowly. “So darling, what should I get you for Christmas?” She asks with a faint smile

“That’s a dangerous question…I honestly can think of nothing, you yourself are such a gift to me.  Though if I was forced to ask, I did lose a rather nice scarf a few weeks ago last time I ended up in the river…”

“If you’re getting me something than I must insist on doing the same” she says softly before she lights up at his words, deciding to keep an eye out for a unique scarf. She hoped to find one with only two days left for Christmas, but she had faith. She would find the best scarf she could for Henry.

“Very well…As it is our first Christmas as a couple, we should both just start small, I think.” he says, smiling.  They leave the restaurant and go through the mall, pausing as they pass the pet shop.

She smiles faintly and rests her head on his shoulder for a moment as they walk, enjoying his company. When they pause outside the pet shop, she tugs his arm gently, “please can we look inside Henry?” She asks with her best attempt at puppy dog eyes.

“I suppose…”  He relents, and holds the door for her. They’re met with a chorus of yelps, squeaks, squawks, and mews.  “Here we are, what are you looking for here?”

She hardly hears him, kneeling beside the cage of kitten, “oh Henry, look at all of them, they’re all so adorable!” She whispers, pressing a hand to the glass and smiling as several kittens jump up to try and bat it away. “Oh can we pet them? Please Henry?” She pleads.

“Yes, of course…” Henry reaches into the kitten’s cage, and one of them climbs up his arm and perches onto his shoulder. “Goodness, energetic little fellow, isn’t he?”

Zoe smiles widely and stands up slowly to take the kitty from her, “aw he is the most adorable kitten” she whispers, cuddling him to her chest and cooing. “Oh Henry isn’t he gorgeous?”

“Yes, quite a handsome little fuzz ball.” he says affectionately, scratching the kitten’s jaw.  He’s a grey tabby, with the deepest blue eyes either of them have ever seen.

Zoe is immediately in love with the kitten, but then there’s another kitty that has its two front legs up on the glass so that he is on two legs and boosted above the others. Zoe gasps and gently placed the kitten down to pick up the new one. He has one blue eye and one green eyes and is a mix of black and grey and he’s even smaller than the other one, younger. “Oh Henry” she whispers, turning to him to cuddle the kitten between them, “oh he is precious”

Henry smiled.  “Heterochromia…” he smiles, noting the eyes.  “What would you name him?” he asks after a second.

She thinks for a moment as she pets the creature’s head gently and studies him. “I think I would name him Romeo, he stole my heart” she murmurs with a faint giggle, “what do you think?”

“Handsome little chap, I can see why.” Henry smiles.  “We’ll see.”  he says, kissing her cheek and gracing the kitten with another couple scratches behind the ears.

She can feel herself begin to get attached to the animal and needs to put him down before she falls completely in love with him. She takes a slow breath and ignores the sadness that they couldn't just whisk him away home this very instant. "Let's get going darling" she says gently, "before everything we want to buy is out of stock"

Zoe was about to suggest the same thing when Henry does it himself. She smiles faintly and picks up Romeo, who was watching with alarm at all the humans and trying to sniff out what was wrong. When they walk to the bedroom, Jessie holds tight to him and sucks her thumb in a habit that was yet to be broken, knowing she was safe when he and Miss Zoe was around. Zoe turns down the bedcovers again so Jessie can be laid between them and gets under the sheets on her side. Romeo jumps onto the bed as well and curls up beside the little girl, which makes Jessie smile as she gently pets the creature.

Henry tucks Jessie in and watches her fall asleep, rubbing her back gently.  “Sleep well, little one.” he says, before closing his eyes.

Zoe curls up beside Jessie and rests an arm over her so that her hand rested on Henry’s side. They sleep like that all cuddled together and warm Jessie is the first to wake up, sitting up in bed and petting a very content Romeo, happy to just sit between the two adults that she viewed as Angels

Henry wakes up hearing Jessie talking quietly to the cat.  Slowly, he reaches over, and lightly tickles her bare toes under the blankets.

Jessie giggles softly, pulling her legs to her chest as she lifts Romeo to avoid being squished with her knees. “Henwy!!” She squeals and tries to quiet her laughter, “shhhhhh! Zoe is sweeping!!!” She whisper-yells

Henry holds a finger to his lips, nodding.  “Let’s go make her some breakfast, then, we can surprise her and bring it in here for her…What do you think?” he suggests.

She nods eagerly, “yes I wike that idea!” She giggles, squeezing Romeo a little tight and the cat meows indignantly and Jessie apologizes softly, trying to keep him from running away.

“Let him go, he’ll forgive you when you give him his breakfast.” Henry mutters, sitting up and picking Jessie up in his arms. “What’s your favorite breakfast?” he asks, setting Jessie on the counter so she’ll be able to help him.

She pouts as she lets go of the kitten, who scampers away immediately. She sits in the counter and kicks her legs as she thinks, “I wike…cereal? Can I have some?” She asks eagerly

“If you’d like, but I was thinking of making pancakes, and bacon.  Would you like that instead?” Henry offers, setting out a couple glasses of orange juice, one for him and one for her.

Jessie immediately begins sipping on her juice, "i never had pancakes before" she says softly, "are they yummy? Can I watch you make dem?"

Zoe was about to suggest the same thing when Henry does it himself. She smiles faintly and picks up Romeo, who was watching with alarm at all the humans and trying to sniff out what was wrong. When they walk to the bedroom, Jessie holds tight to him and sucks her thumb in a habit that was yet to be broken, knowing she was safe when he and Miss Zoe was around. Zoe turns down the bedcovers again so Jessie can be laid between them and gets under the sheets on her side. Romeo jumps onto the bed as well and curls up beside the little girl, which makes Jessie smile as she gently pets the creature.

Henry tucks Jessie in and watches her fall asleep, rubbing her back gently.  “Sleep well, little one.” he says, before closing his eyes.

Zoe curls up beside Jessie and rests an arm over her so that her hand rested on Henry’s side. They sleep like that all cuddled together and warm Jessie is the first to wake up, sitting up in bed and petting a very content Romeo, happy to just sit between the two adults that she viewed as Angels

Henry wakes up hearing Jessie talking quietly to the cat.  Slowly, he reaches over, and lightly tickles her bare toes under the blankets.

Jessie giggles softly, pulling her legs to her chest as she lifts Romeo to avoid being squished with her knees. “Henwy!!” She squeals and tries to quiet her laughter, “shhhhhh! Zoe is sweeping!!!” She whisper-yells

Henry holds a finger to his lips, nodding.  “Let’s go make her some breakfast, then, we can surprise her and bring it in here for her…What do you think?” he suggests.

She nods eagerly, “yes I wike that idea!” She giggles, squeezing Romeo a little tight and the cat meows indignantly and Jessie apologizes softly, trying to keep him from running away.

“Let him go, he’ll forgive you when you give him his breakfast.” Henry mutters, sitting up and picking Jessie up in his arms. “What’s your favorite breakfast?” he asks, setting Jessie on the counter so she’ll be able to help him.

She pouts as she lets go of the kitten, who scampers away immediately. She sits in the counter and kicks her legs as she thinks, "I wike...cereal? Can I have some?" She asks eagerly