Darling Daisy Bell

[magpiemythos]

It was a fine day. The sky was wide and blue as a robin's egg dotted with little puffy clouds, there was a subtle breeze bringing the scent of green growth and flowers, and the sun was shining overhead. That perfect, mild sort of day where one could wear their jacket if they please or not without trouble, as nice a springtime day as one could ask for.

So where in the world was Loki? Not in the house he shared with Cricket, not by the chickens (though he had been around given several of the hens were sporting tutus of varying shades,) and not at the Viper's Pit either. Wherever the trickster was, he wasn't at any of his usual haunts, and Thori was stalking the house utterly infuriated in his canine manner that he had been left at home. Even if he enjoyed being able to laze about with Willie.

Even more tellingly, Cricket had not gotten one single ridiculous kissy emote, meme, or random picture texted to him for the past several hours. Something was clearly afoot.

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[magpiemythos]

"I bet between you and me, if Forrest finds a teacher, we could muddle through. And besides I didn't get them because they're cute," He sniffed, a playfully haughty gesture. "I got them because they're adorable, obviously."

And because it would make Cricket happy which clearly was mission accomplished which just pleased Loki to no end, watching the grey calf shyly shuffle closer at the urging to ever so cautiously bump her velvety muzzle against Cricket's fingertips.

Boop?

"Hmm I suppose I can agree to that. Maybe flowers?"

[alittlehinky]

Cricket worries his lip, clearly smitten by the adorable creatures surrounding him, Loki included. His hands are gentle where he pets the calf's muzzle, and he makes a couple soft murmuring noises--hey there, sweet thing, who's a good baby? yes you are. "Honestly, Loki, I was thinkin' about beehives, too. Fresh honey and maybe mead after a year or so. Is this what we're doin'? Gonna have a little farm together?"

He gives him a soft smile, warmth lighting up his eyes. They were technically halfway there already, between the chickens and the Pokemon.

"I think the little one's gotta be Daisy Bell. You were singin' to her, and don't deny it. I heard you."

[magpiemythos]

Loki found he liked watching Cricket. It was just a thing, the godling entirely enamored with him, especially at times like this, watching him sweetly coaxing the shy little calf to relax as he was petting and sweet-talking her which she seemed to be responding well to, batting her lashes as she lipped curiously at his fingers while the red calf was busily sampling the petunias off the brown one's crown.

A faint huff slipping from the godling at being called out, ears reddening as he smiled wryly.

"Well she was so nervous I had to do something to help her calm down. But Daisy Bell it is. As for the other two... Dahlia and Daffodil?"

[alittlehinky]

It's hard not to be happy when surrounded by soft, drowsy baby animals. Cricket is in his element. "They're gonna grow up fluffy? Shoot, we're gonna be brushing them a lot at that rate."

That sounds kind of nice, though. He's been toying with the idea of hiring, anyway. Less work at the still and the delivery wagon would mean more time for tending the animals and the garden...and more time he could be at Loki's side. His expression goes soft and dreamy.

"Dahlia and Daffodil," he agrees. "I like your singin' too, you know."