This is satire. In no way whatsoever is this meant to be taken seriously. I do not condone the behaviour exhibited by the characters in the story. 

This is the watered down version because the full-version has elements to it that are not for the faint of heart. DM me if you want the full version.

Even tho it's watered down, 15+ only. The trigger warnings should be reason enough.

Tw: Sexual content? Sexual references, violence, cringe, blood, stupid MC, EVERYTHING IS CRINGE. I can't describe how much this hurts me. Vomit, pregnancy, childbirth, sexual references, death, gore. "Innocent" cliché. Language.

My best friend made me write this, so I delivered.

His hands were entwined behind his back, eyes narrowed as he took her in. He paced back and forth, seething in anger.

"How would you have kids?" she blurted out before blushing wildly, covering her red face with her hands.

He cocked a brow, smirking. "Why do you want to know?"

"Oh not like that!" she hurriedly explained. "I was reading a book for school about Norse mythology and it said you gave birth to a horse!"

"That's false!" he hissed, slamming his hand against the glass. "I've never had kids. They always make stories up about me!

Destiny flinched, yet felt sorry for him.

He was obviously misunderstood.

Only she knew how he really felt.

Destiny stepped towards the glass, placing her hands gently on it. "I understand. I was bullied in high school, and they made up mean stories about me." She sniffled. "Everyone's mean."

His gaze softened. "What are you doing here, pet?"

"I was orphaned as a kid and Tony took me in. I was doing my college homework and saw you as I walked by."

Steve sprinted inside. "Destiny! Get away from the holding cell! He's dangerous! He killed ninety people!"

Destiny's arms were suddenly pinned to her arms, and something sharp was pressed to her neck.

Steve came to an abrupt stop, holding up his hands. "Loki! Put the dagger down!"

"I don't think I will," Loki growled, tracing the weapon up and down the column of Destiny's neck. "In fact, I think I'll keep her."

Destiny gasped and began to wiggle against him. "No! Steve, help!"

"I suggest you stop moving, pet," Loki groaned into her ear.

"Why?" Destiny innocently asked, still squirming against him.

She felt something hard press against her rear.

"That's why," Loki murmured.

Destiny looked up at him with big, innocent, eyes. "Do you have another dagger down there?"

Loki chuckled darkly. "Sweet little thing."

"Get away from her!" Steve yelled, slowly inching forward.

Loki pressed the knife into her neck and a drop of blood formed. "No."

"Destiny, it's going to be okay," Steve calmly said, keeping eye contact with her. "I'll be back in a minute. I'm going to get help."

He ran away, glancing over his shoulder worriedly.

Destiny's mouth parted as she stared up at the man who held her. She felt heat pool in her abdomen.

"Ready?" Loki murmured.

Destiny's eyes widened. "Ready for what?"

Then the world shifted.

She shrieked and squeezed her eyes shut, digging her nails into Loki's arm.

"Welcome home," Loki announced.

She opened her eyes and gazed upon an empty room with peeling wallpaper and water-stained floors. "Where are we?"

"This is where we'll be hiding out until the steam blows over, pet," Loki said and snapped his fingers.

Destiny watched in awe as furniture appeared.

Two chairs snapped into existence around a table, with a couch in the far side of the room. The couch faced a television. There was a singular bed in the corner of the room with a kitchen in the other corner.

A door that led to the bathroom appeared, and Destiny gasped in surprise.

"Now, pet, come sit." Loki grinned widely and patted his lap from the couch.

Destiny straddled Loki's lap, burying her red face in his neck. He placed his hands on her hips.

She shifted uncomfortably and Loki let out a throaty groan. Destiny tilted her hand curiously. "Loki? Is something wrong?"

"Don't do that again," Loki scolded. "Or I'll have to punish you."

Destiny felt a jolt in her stomach and gasped. "What did I do?"

He grinned, flashing his teeth.

She felt something hard press on her centre, and shivered. "Loki... we shouldn't be doing this. You kidnapped me."

"Your thoughts betray you." Loki smirked, and she felt something prod at her mind. "You want this."

He was right.

She wanted this.

Destiny turned her head away from him. "We shouldn't."

"Why not?" Loki kissed her neck.

She would never forgive herself.

"Let's do this." She nodded.

Loki peeled her shirt off, and she shied away from him.

Destiny's hips were too wide, her waist was too small, and her breasts were too big. Her lips were naturally red and her teeth were white.

She was ugly.

"You're beautiful," Loki murmured.

Destiny blushed. "You don't have to say that."

Hiiii. Ashla (the author) here. I figured I would give you a break from the cringe. Every time there was supposed to be smut, I'm writing my thoughts instead.

Are you ready?

Ok here's the next chunk:

"Destiny!"

She blearily opened her eyes. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?"

Steve shook her. "Come on! Let's get you out of here!"

Destiny pulled the covers off her body and Loki shifted next to her in the bed, but didn't wake up. "Okay."

She tied her robe and followed Steve out the door.

Then she vomited.

Destiny finished puking and wiped her mouth, staring up at Steve with teary eyes. "Steve, I think I'm pregnant."

Steve's eyes widened. "Destiny, does this mean what I think it means?"

"What, that my little pet loved my cock?" Loki purred, gliding forwards.

Destiny gasped. "How long have you been awake, Loki?"

"The whole time."

Steve narrowed his eyes. "Loki, you don't want to do this."

"Oh I very much do," Loki replied, pulling a dagger out of thin air. "And pet, we'll talk in a minute."

Destiny shirked back in fear. "A-are you mad, Loki?"

Loki glowered at her. "I said we'd talk in a minute."

"Destiny, come back with me. We'll figure out what to do and if you really are pregnant. You've only been kidnapped for two days. You can just take a morning after pill." Steve held a hand out. "You're not actually pregnant yet."

"Pet, stay with me." Loki held out his own hand.

Destiny looked between the two of them. "I-I..."

"He kidnapped you!" Steve cried out. "What decision is there to make?"

"I-I think I love him," Destiny whispered.

Steve frowned. "Wait, what?"

Loki's gaze softened. "You mean it?"

Destiny took his hands in hers. "Yes, I really mean it. I love you."

"You met him two days ago!" Steve protested. "He kidnapped you for goodness' sake!"

"I love him," Destiny told Steve, smiling brightly.

Steve punched the bridge of his nose. "I don't understand."

Loki wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her close, fiercely kissing her. Destiny entangled her fingers in his hair and kissed him back.

"Are you still kidnapped? Do I still need to rescue you?" Steve awkwardly questioned. "I'm so confused."

Destiny ignored him and continued making out with her captor. Steve rolled his eyes and left.

"Will you marry me, pet?" Loki happily asked.

Destiny gasped. "Of course!"

Loki slipped an elegant ring on her finger and hugged her, lifting her into the air.

"Oh yeah, Tony wanted to say-" Steve said as he popped back in. "Oh god, what's happening now?"

"We're engaged!" Destiny squealed.

Steve's jaw dropped. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Will you be my maid of honour?" Destiny pleaded. "I know it's not traditional for a man to be the maid of honour, but I'd love for you to be there for me on the happiest day of my life!"

"Why not?" Steve sighed. "Sure."

"Can you send a message to my brother? Tell him I want him to be my best man," Loki instructed.

"I really want to be there for his train wreck of a wedding," Steve muttered as he went back out the door.

Loki summoned a pregnancy test and handed it to Destiny. "You should probably take this."

Destiny hummed. "You're right. You're so smart, Loki."

"I am." Loki patted her head. "Now go take the test."

Destiny peed on the stick and gasped at the result. She looked up at him with wide eyes. "Loki, I'm pregnant."

Loki cried tears of joy. "I've always wanted to be a father! I'll be a better father than that bastard who adopted me!"

"You're adopted?" Destiny inquired, showing how little she really knew about him.

"Yes, pet," Loki replied. "I am a frost giant, a jötuun."

Destiny's mouth made an 'O'.

"I'm a monster," Loki whispered, angry tears coming to his eyes.

"I love you regardless of who you are." Destiny pressed her hand to Loki's face. "Now, show me the real you."

Loki's disguise faded away, revealing blue skin and red eyes. He had black horns that spiralled up with ridges along them.

"You're beautiful," Destiny softly said.

Loki beamed at her. "You think so?"

"I know so," Destiny replied. "Now fuck me like the monster you are."

Then they had sex.

I can't handle this. This might be how I die. 😭 I can't tell whether this is the best thing I've ever written or the worst.

Also Steve is the voice of reason.

Destiny wore a beautiful white dress, slowly walking down the aisle. It shimmered as she moved, and she had a coy smile behind her veil.

Loki beamed at her, elbowing Thor, who stood at his side.

Thor smiled weakly at him before exchanging a confused look with Steve. Steve just sighed and rubbed at his temples.

"Uh, We are gathered here today, to celebrate the love of two people," Wanda spoke, between the two on the alter. "Er... I will be officiating, don't ask me why."

"I thought this was a rescue operation!" Peter called out from the back.

"Yeah, what are we doing here?" Bucky questioned.

"We're at Destiny's wedding as she marries her kidnapper," Tony grumbled, slouched in his chair. "Why aren't we arresting him?"

"Because I love him!" Destiny interjected. "And he's misunderstood! Only I understand him!"

"You do realize that he's thousands of years old, right?" Thor asked.

Destiny frowned. "He is?"

"And how old are you again?" Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"Eighteen," Destiny answered.

"You're going to die in eighty years and he's not even going to have any grey hair yet," Bruce pointed out.

"But that doesn't matter when we're in love," Destiny dreamily said, staring into his eyes.

"Remind me again his name for you?" Steve scowled at them.

"Pet," Loki said. "Now can we get on with the wedding please?"

"Uh... Destiny whatever your last name is, do you take Loki... what's your last name, Loki?" Wanda furrowed her brow.

"Laufeyson, Odinson, or Friggason," Loki pleasantly responded. "Now please finish the ceremony."

"Destiny do you take this man as your beloved husband?" Wanda huffed.

"I do," Destiny said, fighting back tears of joy.

"And you," Wanda said, facing Loki, "do you take this young woman as your beloved wife?"

"I do." Loki squeezed Destiny's hand with his.

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife," Wanda declared.

Loki and Destiny kissed, for what the I think is the second time? Or the first?

"And now the blessing of the hammer," Thor reluctantly said, holding out his hammer.

Destiny sat down on one of the benches, and Thor placed it on her lap.

"You're now blessed with fertility. May you have many children." Thor lifted his gaze to the sky. "Allfather, please forgive me."

"We have news!" Destiny laughed. "I'm actually pregnant already!"

"You got kidnapped four days ago!" Tony exclaimed. "How are you pregnant already?"

Steve rolled his eyes. "I had this conversation with her already."

"Is it done?" Loki demanded. "Are we married now?"

"Yes," Wanda reluctantly said. "You're now officially married."

Loki cackled and summoned a dagger, pressing it to Destiny's throat. "Surprise, motherfuckers!"

Destiny gasped. "W-what are you doing?"

"I never loved you!" Loki hissed into her ear. "I kidnapped you because you were stupid and would fall for me easily! I need a wife for the next part of my plan!"

Natasha raised a gun. "Loki, step away from her!"

"What plan?" Peter questioned.

"My plan to become the rightful ruler!" Loki growled, glaring at them all. "Ruler of you pitiful mortals!"

"And why did you need a wife?" Tony asked, seeming very confused. "How does that help you take over the world?"

"I need a queen to rule at my side," Loki purred and fisted Destiny's hair, pulling her head back roughly to expose her neck.

"Why?" Steve questioned. "What does that do?"

Loki faltered. "Uh... My queen would give my heirs to the throne! My children will rule after me!"

"You could've just adopted," Peter pointed out.

"Or stolen a child," Bucky suggested.

Steve smacked Bucky's shoulder. "Don't tell him to kidnap a child!"

"He's not going to if he already has a kid on the way!" Bucky defensively said. "And he knocked Destiny up!"

"My heir needs to have my blood in their veins! That's how this works!" Loki exclaimed.

"She was pregnant already. Why did you have to marry her?" Natasha still had the gun pointed at him.

Loki pressed the weapon further into Destiny's throat. "None of you understand my genius!"

"How are you going to take over Earth?" Bruce wondered. "You failed the first time."

"I haven't thought that far ahead yet," Loki confessed.

"You literally were just talking about what's going to happen after you take over. How have you not figured out that crucial detail yet?" Steve sighed.

"Loki! I love you! How could you do this to me?" Destiny sobbed.

"Quiet, I'm having a conversation!" Loki scolded her. "We'll talk later."

Just then, a group of men with guns charged into the room, shooting bullets into the air. Loki used the chaos to escape with Destiny, swiftly knocking her out and carrying her away.

I need to add another trigger warning.

Manspreading.

Good luck to whoever has survived this far.

Loki stared down at the girl in his arms, wondering why he felt a twinge of pity for her. He normally didn't care who he hurt, but for some reason, he wanted Destiny to feel happy.

Maybe...

No.

It couldn't be.

Was he actually catching feelings for his wife?

Loki shook himself out of his thoughts and lowered Destiny to the bed in the castle he now owned after taking control of Earth.

"Oh, pet," Loki murmured to his little wife. He sighed, stroking her hair. "You're going to hate me."

Almost as if she had heard him, Destiny stirred in her sleep. She shifted on the bed, turning to her other side.

Loki forced himself to leave her, hurrying from the room. He strutted to the throne he had designed in the middle of the room.

He settled on the throne, the gold accents of it flashing the wealth he had accumulated after taking control of Earth. The rest of the throne was black with green gems inlaid in it.

He spread his legs slightly, in a more relaxed position than his father always was on Asgard. Loki rested his chin on the palm, closing his eyes for a moment before someone burst through the doors.

"My liege!" The man knelt at the bottom of the podium that held the throne.

Loki gave him a bored look. "What is it?"

"T-the Avengers are attacking the tower!"

Loki rolled his eyes. "Which ones are still alive? I ought to fire those men who were supposed to kill them..."

"T-the Black Widow, Iron Man, Thor, S-Spider Man, and Captain America!"

"Are those all that still live?" Loki frowned. "Didn't a few more escape?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The man was still staring at his trembling hands. "T-the Winter Soldier, but he hasn't been seen since the attack at the wedding."

"But everyone else is dead?" Loki said as he stood up, stretching his arms out.

The man frantically nodded. "Indeed! T-the rest of the Avengers are dead, as well any allies they might've had!"

Loki smiled. "Excellent. Now I will go deal with our guests."

Then he nodded to the guards who stood rigid by the doors. They looked confused, but opened them, and the remaining heroes of Earth stormed in.

"Welcome!" Loki held his arms out. "Would you care for a drink?"

Natasha held up her gun. "Where's Destiny?"

"Oh, she's taking a little nap. I'm afraid she won't wake in time to see you." Loki slowly sauntered down the steps. "Do you have a message for her?"

"Mr. Loki, hand her over!" Peter ordered, looking self-conscious. "Uh... yeah!"

Loki smiled down at the small boy. "Would Destiny feel bad if you died?"

Peter hesitated. "Yes?"

Loki pursed his lips. "Very well. Who else would she miss?"

"All of us?" Peter said, furrowing his brow. "We all love her, and she loves us. I think."

Loki sighed. "Pick her two favourites."

Peter glanced at Tony, who looked as bewildered as he felt. "Steve and I?"

Loki beamed. "Thank you very much, small child."

Peter wrinkled his forehead. "You're welcome?"

Loki lunged at Thor, knowing he was the biggest threat. He stuck his hand out, hitting Thor's neck. The thunder god crumbled to the floor and Natasha took a shot at Loki.

He easily dodged it and stabbed her.

Natasha's eyes widened and her hands went to her abdomen, where the dagger was embedded. Blood spilled out between her fingertips, dripping to the polished white floor.

"No!" Steve yelled and threw his shield. It flew straight at Loki's head, but the slender god caught it, snarling.

Peter launched himself at Loki, and let out a cry of pain as he was thrown into Steve. They both fell to the ground in a heap.

Natasha had gone limp next to Thor, eyes glossy as she stared up.

"I am a god!" Loki spat, vein throbbing in his forehead. "How dare you defy me! I am the rightful ruler of your pitiful mortal lives! Bow before me!"

"Never!" Tony shouted, shooting a blast from his chest.

It stuck Loki and he winced briefly before throwing two daggers. One bounced off the suit's arm, while the other hit where the armour met the helmet.

And sunk into Tony's neck.

Tony weakly smiled as he removed the helmet. "Is it too late to have that drink?"

Then he coughed up blood, falling to his knees. He hacked up more spittle and red droplets before making an awful gurgling noise and collapsing completely.

"Take them to the dungeon and clean this mess up," Loki ordered, gesturing to Peter and Steve. "I'll deal with my oaf of a brother myself."

"Which dungeon, sir?" The man timidly asked. "T-the normal one, so the se-"

"Which do you think?" Loki growled, lifting Thor over his shoulder. "Obviously the normal one!"

Loki went out in the balcony, dumping Thor down before stepping back. "Heimdall! Get this fool out of my world!"

A cylinder of rainbow light descended from the sky. It enveloped Thor, and when it disappeared, he was gone.

"And tell father dearest I send my love!" Loki shouted, grinning like a madman.

"Loki?" Destiny softly said, wrapping a robe around her form as she pattered out of the bedroom. "Hello?"

Loki swiftly entered the throne room, smiling wildly. "Pet, you're awake!"

Destiny flinched away. "L-Loki?"

Loki swept her up in a tight embrace. "I have something for you."

"We need to talk first." Destiny pulled away.

"Of course, pet," Loki immediately said. "What about?"

"You said you never loved me and that you were using me to carry your children," Destiny bluntly said. "I-I think I might want a divorce."

"I just said that to draw out the time until my soldiers got there." Loki pressed a hand to her face. "You mean a lot to me, pet."

"You mean it?" Destiny sniffled.

"I could control your mind. If I didn't truly mean it, I would just make you do my bidding. I love you, Destiny," Loki earnestly said.

"W-what was the surprise you had?" Destiny took his hand in hers, squeezing it.

"You're going to love it!" Loki announced. He spotted blood on the floor and clicked his tongue. "You! Get over here!"

The man scrambled over, timidly saying, "Yes, Your Majesty?"

"I thought I told you to clean this up?" Loki coldly said.

The man began to violently shake in fear. "S-sorry! I'm so sorry!"

"What is your name?" Loki inquired, tucking Destiny behind his back to shield her eyes.

"N-Ned."

"And why are you here?" Loki demanded.

"Peter got me a job. H-he wanted to help out so he talked to Mr. Stark and he hired me. W-when you took over the employees got locked in here!" Ned fearfully said.

"So you're a friend of the... Man-Spider?" Loki hummed.

"Spider-Man," Ned corrected.

Loki's eyes burned with rage. "Did you just correct me?"

"Loki!" Destiny tugged on his arm. "Just show me the surprise! Let Ned go home! He's just a kid!"

Loki's gaze softened. "Anything for you, pet." He faced Ned. "Go. Go home."

Ned sprinted away, giving Destiny a thankful look. "H-he hurt Peter!"

Destiny froze. "Loki?"

"That's the surprise!" Loki enthusiastically said.

He guided her to the basement, which he had turned into a dungeon. Destiny looked around in horror, locking eyes with a blonde man with blood trickling down his forehead.

"Steve?" Destiny gasped.

"And me!" Peter raised his hand. "Hi, Destiny!"

"They're a gift for you!" Loki pressed a kiss to her forehead. "You can visit them any time!"

"He murdered everyone else," Steve croaked. "They're all dead. He's a monster."

"Hey! Don't talk about him like that!" Destiny angrily said. "You don't understand him like I do!"

"He killed millions of people as he conquered Earth!" Steve's jaw dropped. "What do I not understand here?"

"You're just jealous." Destiny tossed her hair over her shoulder.

She strutted out of the room, hips swaying. Loki chased after her, giving Steve a smug look.

Honestly, Destiny is just as messed up as Loki. Except he's a maniac in this.

Destiny held her hands on her stomach, staring at the mirror. "I can't believe I'm pregnant."

Loki wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Well, you're going to look beautiful carrying my child. Alsoyoumightdiebecausethechildishalfjötuun."

"What?" Destiny blinked up at Loki.

"Nothing!" Loki dismissively said. "I just had something stuck in my throat."

"Will you still love me after I have stretch marks?" Destiny shyly asked.

Loki hummed and shrugged. "Sure."

Destiny beamed up at him. "I knew you would! I love you so much!"

"Now, you need to be punished for wanting a divorce. Don't you agree, pet?" Loki crooned, tracing a finger up her cheek.

They started making out, right there in the throne room. He viciously stuck his tongue done her throat.

"Your Highness, the prisoner- Holy shit!"

Loki glared at the guard who had dared to walk into the throne room. "What?" He snapped. 

"H-he wanted to speak with you," the guard muttered, avoiding eye contact. "He's outside."

"Send him in," Loki casually said.

Destiny gasped. "Loki!"

The guard bowed before exiting, Steve entering shortly after. Steve stared in horror at what was happening.

"What?" Loki deadpanned at Steve as his hands remained wrapped around Destiny's throat. "I'm busy."

"You could've said that before I came in here!" Steve exclaimed, hiding his eyes behind his hands. "Jesus Christ!"

Destiny grabbed her clothes and covered her chest with them. "Steve! It's not what it looks like!"

"It looks like I shouldn't be here!" Steve happily let the guards drag him away.

"L-Loki, why do you have Peter and Steve in the basement?" Destiny questioned as she kissed him.

"In case you get bored. You might want someone to talk to when I get busy." Loki shrugged.

"Busy?" Destiny repeated. "What would you get busy doing? You've already conquered Earth."

Loki chuckled darkly. "I plan to invade Jotunheim next. My father will pay for abandoning me when I was an infant."

Almost done.

Destiny flipped a page in her book, eyes skimming over the words. She glanced up as Loki glided into the room, a furious expression on his face.

"Loki?" Destiny softly asked as she put the book down on the bed. She propped herself up on some pillows, settling her hands on her lap. "Is something wrong?"

"My idiotic brother visited," Loki grumbled, tossing his helmet to the ground. "He warned me that I wouldn't be able to successfully invade Jotunheim."

"Oh?" A small crease formed in Destiny's brow.

A laugh bubbled up from Loki's throat. "Apparently father has forbidden anyone from interfering with my conquest of Jotunheim. He says I will get myself killed, and that it's for the best."

Destiny's face softened. "Oh, Loki. I'm so sorry."

"My daddy doesn't love me!" Loki sobbed.

"Oh, come here!" Destiny held her hands out, motioning for him to approach. He sniffled and wrapped his arms around her, crying into her shoulder.

"He never did, so I don't know why it bothers me!" Loki's shoulders shook as he cried. "And Thor hates me now because I killed half of Earth or whatever! He always says we aren't good matches for each other!"

"Well I love you, so it doesn't matter." Destiny swung her legs over the other side of the bed. She slid to the floor, and when Loki's arms shot out to support her, she waved them away. "What does your mom think?"

"She's dead," Loki croaked out. "I killed her."

"Didn't you love your mother?" Destiny asked in surprise.

"I did," Loki agreed. "When she leaned what I had to you mortals, she grew very upset. When Thor told her about us, she grew angry for some reason. She tried to talk me into returning home and fixing my 'mistakes'."

"Then what?" Destiny tightened her robe around her body.

"I-I stabbed her," Loki whispered. "I don't know why! But for a moment I blacked out, and when I regained control, she was limp in my arms, the life draining from her eyes."

"That must've been traumatizing!" Destiny gasped.

Loki's lip trembler. "Every time I close my eyes I relive that moment."

Destiny put a hand on his arm. "I'm here if you ever want to talk."

"I want to take my mind off it." Loki net eye contact with her and she melted inside. "Please, pet, distract me."

Destiny nodded and waddled over to him, sticking out her swollen stomach. She was now nine months pregnant and very much showing it.

She sank into the couch, patting her lap. Loki eagerly sat beside her, placing his head in her lap.

Destiny began to sing, her beautiful, gently, soothing voice filling the room. She sang the most relaxing song she could.

"What I gotta do to find a sub who down to choke me? Tie me up and hold me down and get a little dirty. Haven't tasted boujee spit since homie hit on Thursday. I'll be there in 30 'cause a bitch is getting thirsty," Destiny sang, running her hands through Loki's hair.

Loki sighed in contentment. "You always know how to calm me."

Destiny laughed. "It's the only song I know!"

Loki smiled up at her. "Do you want to hear a poem? It's a famous Latin poem."

Destiny opened her mouth to respond, but froze, eyes widening. She let out a strangled gasp. "Loki!"

"What?"

"I-I think my water just broke." Destiny gave him a panicked look.

Loki blanched. "Pet, does this mean the baby's coming?"

"I think so!" Destiny got to her feet. "We have to go to the hospital!"

Loki pursed his lips. "About that..."

Destiny narrowed his eyes. "Loki! What did you do!"

"I might have made it illegal to be a doctor. I didn't think they were needed!" Loki exclaimed.

"Who's going to deliver the baby!" Destiny slapped his arm.

"You?" Loki questioningly said.

"You better get me someone who can pop out this kid!" Destiny snarled, climbing onto the bed. "And fast!"

Loki nodded and sprinted out of the room.

"So... how've you been?" Peter awkwardly asked.

"He's going to deliver my baby! He's like, seventeen!" Destiny glared at Loki.

"I'll be delivering the baby." Steve slipped on a pair of gloves. "So open your legs, Destiny."

"What?" Destiny demanded, face flushing.

"Do you not know how babies come out?" Steve rolled his eyes. "I need to be able to see your private parts."

"What training do you have?" Destiny questioned, opening her legs for him. "To deliver kids?"

"I have basic medical training from the army. I also was friends with an OB-GYN. I saved her from a burning building, and she wanted to buy me a coffee." Steve shrugged. "I'd never heard of an OB-GYN before and asked a lot of questions. I honestly don't think I'm qualified, though."

Destiny frowned. "Were you the only option?"

"Would you rather the small boy do it?" Loki tilted his chin at Peter.

"Alright, I've got this," Steve confidently said, though an air of uncertainty lingered about him.

Loki worriedly watched as Destiny began to push and push and push until an infant's cry filled the room, and Destiny was holding their child in her arms.

"She's beautiful," Destiny murmured, looking into the eyes of the baby. "I'm naming her Faith."

"Alright, here comes the next one," Steve announced.

"Wait what?" Loki's eye brows went up as he took the baby from Destiny. "Another one?"

"It seems so," Steve confirmed. "Did you two not know you were having twins? You're supposed to go to a doctor during pregnancy to make sure the mother and baby is alright. They would've told you you're having twins."

So Destiny popped out the child. "Uh, he'll be named Henry"

"Keep pushing," Steve said. "The next one is on the way. I'm guessing you're having triplets."

Destiny named the next baby Iris.

She named the one after that Lukas.

Destiny had Loki name the next one, and he named her Astrid.

Peter named the one after that, and he chose the name Eliot.

The guard that was standing in the corner named the next one, seeming very confused as to why he was naming it. "George?"

The next three were named Sarah, William, and Freddie.

"Alright, keep pushing," Steve said.

"How many are there?" Loki cried out. "There's ten children now!"

"This is just the placenta," Steve tiredly said.

Loki let out a sigh of relief. "Thank the Allfather."

Destiny gasped and turned to him. "L-Loki!"

He faced her again. "What?"

"I- I feel so cold," Destiny whispered, shuddering slightly.

Loki frowned. "Shit. Too bad."

"What's happening?" Peter asked in horror as her lips turned blue.

"The babies are killing her." Loki turned away, uninterested. "They froze her from the inside."

Then Destiny died.

The end.