Father & Son moment

(This was done for live write picture prompt in blog)

Looking in the throne room the fourteen year old trembles seeing his father sitting there alone, it’s what I requested but damn he is imposing.
He walks in and kneels before his father.
“father.”
“Yes son.”
“I was in the nebula practicing my magic, like I was told to if you’ll recall.”
“yes son get on with it.”
“I sneezed while casting a spell and Icreatedaflockofgiantbirdsthatcanflythroughspace.”
“talk slower son.” he leans forward one eyebrow raised.
“I created a flock of giant birds that can fly through space”
Father gets up, picked me up and hugged me.
With his arm still on my shoulders

He said, “Loki my son if that is the worst you ever do I would consider myself a lucky god indeed.”