(This is even worse ooc isn’t it)
There was another thing about Loki’s nonhumanoid children. They tended to grow large.
Large enough that someone or other would always decide they were perfect to ride into battle at some point and it appeared Gummy was no exception for size.
The small clumsy creature he had brought to Midgard not even a year ago was now large and lumbering, a sturdy creature that was still filled with playful excitement and a nightmare if you’re caught when he’s bounding through the halls beside (Y/n).
By now he was nearly the size of a hummer, probably almost fully grown if he ends up anything like his siblings have been.
None of the team besides Thor seemed happy about Gummy anymore, being apprehensive in the first place and now that he didn’t seem to stop growing, it didn’t help the matter.
But none of them had the nerve to tell you or the heart to suggest separating you from Gummy either.
Loki couldn’t help but wonder if Gummy would soon join Fenris and Sleipnir in the profession of battle steed, you were an Avenger after all, and Gummy’s horn like nose and bulk would make a decent battering ram he supposed.
By some hope Loki wished briefly that that wouldn’t be the case. That the cheerfulness and innocent thrill for life wouldn’t be dulled in battle, even for a good cause.
Maybe it was time for Loki to take another visit.
Gummy was huge and Gummy was growing. He ate enough to feed the entire team twice over, Thor included, for every meal. Really, he would be hard to keep if not for Tony’s credit card.
But he was your baby.
Just a really overgrown puppy honestly, complete with lethal slobbery kisses, a wagging tail of doom and he loved following you everywhere.
Fetch too, fetching was fun and he was perfect for teaching new tricks! Gummy loved to please everyone and get attention, you and Peter would train him new little tricks with a pile of treats every so often.
Poor Gummy always got so sad when people he tried to greet to the compound got scared of him.
Usually looking so heartbroken that they would find the courage to pet him lightly before running off to whatever they showed up for.
From time to time members of the team would get testy about Gummy, it was ridiculous but not hard to see.
You though, had a perfect plan of how to utilize Gummy and make him an official member and true asset to the team.
As Gummy grew he was no longer a soft and squishy fuzzlump, his skin grew to a thick hide like wild boars but stronger, his wings were still short for his size but could still fly him, quite expertly with your practice might you add, but beat like nothing else and were near impenetrable.
So really you had the perfect use for him in the field, you couldn’t wait to show the others.
When Loki landed on Earth this time he came by himself, planning to check in on Gummy and leave without being spotted, he couldn’t be seen as sentimental after all. He has a reputation to uphold, and your affectionate hugs are more than enough wounds to it already.
What Loki did not expect to find when he arrived though was young (Y/n) and Gummy in the field behind the compound, nor with him wearing a contraption on his back just odd enough to cement fears within the god.
Gummy sensed his presence before you did, making a deep barkish yap before bounding over excitedly.
“Loki! You’re just in time.” (Y/n) ran up after Gummy, then excitedly tightening one of the leather straps on his side
“In time for what exactly?” Loki inquired while Gummy licked the side of his face in one swipe, sadly he, along with many others had given up trying to stop such greetings awhile ago. It was futile.
“Well,” you hauled yourself up on a sort of rope ladder was against his son’s side “I figured since he’s so strong and naturally armored that he could help out on missions!” you spoke with glee.
Loki didn’t know why his throat tightened slightly, this is something obvious to be expected.
He swallowed thickly. “Help how exactly?”
Loki envisioned Gummy when he was smaller, always playing and yapping, the most pain the small thing had ever endured was falling when his clumsy wings flew him into walls on occasion. Thor being one of such walls.
Loki looked at his son, still with tail wagging, happy and thrilled by life, untouched purity of heart.
Still, he told himself, even with hardships and battles alike Gummy would be loved and cared for unlike his others. There was no need to fret about the unchangeable.
“Well,” by now you had already climbed onto Gummy’s back, not that the creature even registered your weight “I thought he’d be perfect for evacuating and getting anyone trapped to safety while we fight, so I made a harness and we’ve been practicing rumble removal.”
(Y/n)’s hand patted Gummy’s neck, a proud grin on their face and Gummy wiggled a little harder at the attention.
Loki on the other hand was, possibly for the first time in his life, speechless. His eye twitched ever so slightly.
“What.”
“What d’you think? We’ve still got a lot of training to do before he’d hit the field with us but I think’ll work great! Peter’s been helping me create obstacles for Gummy to solve…”
The sound of your voice turned to static in Loki’s ears while you droned on, comprehending your words then turning to other matters, a possibly plan for self redemption concocting in his mind.
Toad's Cave 