#askthesecondgenerationavengers

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Loki stands in the bathroom, leaning against the counter and intently staring at themselves as they shapeshift at a quick pace, trying different hair lengths and colors, using magic to style it between color swaps, going through every possible combination they can think of. Nothing was meeting their standards just yet and it was starting to upset them

Scott hears a frustrated noise coming from the bathroom, and he raises an eyebrow. Someone was struggling with…something.

But as he continues down the hall, he realizes his initial thoughts were wrong. “Oh! Hey, Loki,” he greets as he stops at the door and watches the rapid changes. “Whatcha doing?”

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A portal opens in the middle of the street and a familiar red and blue costumed hero swings through but not quite the one Scott knows. They land on a random rooftop, Scott's rooftop, to look around and orient herself. "I can't even tell if I just got sent out of New York by that jerk or if I got sent out of time and space again... great... for all I know this is a blizzaro world where America never became independent!" The voice is higher than Spider-man's. The teen sighs and looks around, "maybe I can find another hero that'I recognize..." the teen starts to pace, making thumping footsteps on the roof

Scott looks up at his ceiling at the sound of footfall on his roof. If he wasn’t in the upstairs part of his home, he wouldn’t have heard it, but since he was upstairs…

“Well, it’s either Santa Claus or Spidey’s in town,” he told himself as he walked to the nearest window and threw it open.

“Spidey!” He called out, tilting his head up towards the roof. “Spidey! Is that you? Either it’s you or Santa, but I’m betting it’s you. C’mon down!”

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Loki is in the kitchen when Scott gets home, and it smells like cheese and garlic as she makes a very messy mostaccioli and garlic bread. There's also some kind of very viking looking fish dish on the counter, head still on, the eye looking kinda fucked up because the fish was roasted whole minus the innards that it looked like Loki might be pickling. "Oh, good, you're home! I wanted to give this Italian stuff a try but since I wasn't sure I'd like any of it I made a herring roast like my mother used to! Had to go all the way to Sweden for a herring that hasn't already been fileted and still had the head, though. The eyes are my favorite part"

Scott’s eyes grow wide at the sight of the roasted fish eyes. “Huh,” is all he can think to say before he pulls his gaze away to look at the rest of Loki’s work.

“Wow, buddy, you’ve really been busy in here, haven’t ya? It all smells good, even the fish eyes. What made you decide to try Italian?”

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Vivian lands in a new timeline after a fight with a version of Kang and looks around, seeing advertisements that include the avengers on billboards and some in particular that include Scott Lang. "Well, if there's anyone I can trust in any timeline it's Mr Lang and Cassie..." She mutters to herself, connecting to local Wi-Fi and looking up his address. Once she's found it she immediately heads that way, catching the attention of local media outlets due to her speed

Scott just got back from X-Con with blueprints for the latest customer Luis successfully secured under his arm. He gets to the door and sets the key in the lock when he feels like a pair of eyes are on him.

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Loki walks in with a big bag full of rubber ducks. "So the modern pagans are figuring out they can ask their deities what they want on their alters through various methods and I forgot information spreads faster these days..."

(based on this TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLknpPs8/

Scott watches Loki walk in with the biggest bag of rubber ducks he’s ever seen and asks, “They all want rubber ducks?”

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Loki runs into Scott's living room with a panicked expression and her hair in a messy bun, "I need paper, a pencil, and envelop and stamp asap! I we're almost halfway through November and I forgot to update Santa on my change of address!"

Scott looks up when he hears the frantic footsteps heading in his direction, and his eyes grow wide in concern and Loki’s panic.

But then he hears her concern and sighs in relief. “Loki! It’s fine; it’s fine. Santa knows where you live now. He keeps tabs on those things, ya know. It’s totally okay.”

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Loki has dragged Scott to Five Below, and was currently sitting next to a toddler in the toy isle, holding a dinosaur plush and having a roaring competition with the kid. The competition had already been going on for about 20 minutes, could be heard through the whole store, and Loki was definitely losing but he was smiling so bright the whole time

Scott’s got his phone out, recording the whole thing as he grins. He’s practically got heart eyes over how cute all of this is.

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Loki had pulled a Florida man while Scott was out on a mission and stolen a stunted alligator from the local zoo, certain that with enough love, care, and magic he could get the animal to grow to a proper size. However, he hadn't taken into account that he has nowhere to keep said gator. So by the time Scott gets home there's classical music and the sound of splashing coming from the bathroom as Loki uses a toothbrush and some gator safe soap to wash it's face

The classical music is a surprise but not a bad one. It usually isn’t the first thing Scott goes for, but he doesn’t mind it. But the question is who the heck is in his house now? Having random visitors is usual, but it’s a guessing game of who it is.

He follows the sound of music (heh) upstairs to his guest bathroom, and that’s when the real surprises start. There’s Loki. Washing an alligator. In his bathtub.

There’s an alligator.

In his bathtub.

It’s a small alligator but still.

“Ya know, I never really expected my Floridian roots to follow me quite like this.”