The queen's mischievous younger son, for Redthorn Roses

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Loki Odinson sat on the green grass of the palace gardens, in the shade of an apple tree grove. He was frowning over three different maps of Asgard laid out before him, each from a different time period, looking for hints of secret paths to other worlds.


It was late afternoon; he had spent the day without Thor, whom he had turned into a frog after breakfast. His mighty brother had croaked angrily, which had only made Loki laugh harder. Eventually the crown prince of Asgard had hopped away, probably in search of a fountain.


Loki thought he should find Thor and turn him back before dinner, but there was still some time left.

[Redthorn Roses]

Frigga was in a sour mood all day as she had her search parties look for her first born son. "Where is that boy?" She muttered frantically, trying to use her magic to find him
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It was odd. There were traces of her child, a strange sort of bouncing energy that moved quite slowly. She had seen Loki by the apple tre groves earlier and it was odd to find him alone without Thor bothering him.

Perhaps she should go to Loki again, thought Frigga. Would --

"Aaiee!" The Queen of Asgard, powerful goddess let out a decidedly un-goddess like squeal as she felt something slimy by her legs. She had chosen to wander the grove barefoot, dressed in a short skirt and a light blue sleeveless top. With this part of Asgard the living quarters accessible only to her family, it was the attire her children saw her most in.


And a sad, angry looking frog saw her in her homely clothes as well.

"What?" She stared at th frog. "THOR!"

"Maaammmaaa! Loki! Loki made me a frog!" The blonde Cherub practically screamed at his mother as she turned him back into a human.

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The raven-haired boy who had been engrossed in his maps suddenly looked up as he heard his mother's voice from the other side of the grove. Oh no, he thought. But maybe this doesn't have anything to do with. . . And then, the shriek was followed by his oaf brother's unmistakable voice.


Blanching, Loki got up and padded quietly toward the commotion. He left the path and crouched down among tall grass as he heard a couple of servants running in the same direction. When they had gone, he stood up again and made his way between apple trees. His movements were cat-quick.


He peered from behind one of the larger trunks and saw with horror that his brother was in human form and telling Mother everything. Thor's expression would have made him laugh if the situation were different.


He found himself remembering Frigga sternly warning him not to use that spell on people when she taught it to him, and he hid himself as well as he could.


But surely she wouldn't. . .? His last spanking had happened not long ago, but he was 12 Asgardian years old now, and too old for that. After all, he didn't think Thor had ever been spanked after his twelfth birthday, or even his eleventh birthday.

[Redthorn Roses]

"A frog?" Frigga leaned to scoop jer son close, rocking him gently. Of course she knew he was telling the truth. She was the one who taught the boy that spell!

"Frog Mama! I wanted to eat flies, ewww!" Thor had a way of playing the adorable tyke in front of his mama while being a teensy little brat of a bully. She did take him over her knee plenty but she kept those lessons confidential.

In any case, it wasn't Thor who needed a sore behind. "I'll deal with your brother. Though anything you wanted my sweet child?" She carried him to a seat nearby when she saw the dark hair of her youngest.

"And you! Come over here!" She snapped at Loki.

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Loki suppressed the urge to cover his behind with his hands when Frigga promised to deal with him; but despite the fact that he was as still as a statue, his mother called his name, making him flinch. The tone of voice indicated that he was in big, big trouble (which was not at all unusual for the second Prince of Asgard).

He stood up and said quickly "It was an accident Mama! I didn’t mean to do it!" That was a lie, but Loki thought it was a pretty plausible one; the young boy couldn’t always control his magic.

[Redthorn Roses]

"He's lying Mama! He made me a frog, he really meant it! Pointed at me and said the words and everything!" Thor cried into his mother, clinging tightly.

"Sshh, there there my sweet little child," Frigga softly rocked her son who kept glaring at his brother.

"He should be whipped Mama. With that scary big boy whip!" Thor informed his queen mother.

"Hush, you are both little boys. Your butt's can't deal with anything that painful," Frigga informed her oldest as she rocked him. "That doesn't mean my little God of mischief is going to be sitting down comfortably for a while, little prince. How many times have mama told you not to be mean to each other?"

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Loki glared resentfully at his older brother as the blond boy discredited his story.


"It's not true," he whined, but Thor continued speaking and declared that he should be whipped with the big boy whip.


Loki let out a small squeak at that, but mama rejected the suggestion quickly. Right before confirming that Loki would indeed be spanked, making the little trickster's heart sink.


"It was just a bit of fun!"

[Redthorn Roses]

"So you *did* do it," Frigga noted at Loki's words. "Cut a nice whippy switch from the purple tree, my naughty little man and go to mama's room. You will wait for me and you better think of a good reason why I shouldn't double up your lesson with father's strap."

Thors face was hidden from his mother which gave him the opportunity to stick out his tongue, happy he got to get his brother into trouble again. "Mama, I feel *awful*" he whined.

"Let's tuck you into bed then little one, I'll hold you till you fall asleep." She carried her son as if he weighed nothing at all, pausing to give Loki a small smack across his butt as she passed the boy.

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"Nooo!" protested the dark-haired boy as he was commanded by his mother to cut a switch, but all he got in answer was being informed that he would likely be spanked with the strap too, and his brother triumphally sticking out his tongue at him.


As Frigga gathered Thor and left, Loki got a smack on his butt that made him jump. It hadn't hurt much, but it was plenty embarrassing as this was done in front of Thor and the servants who were about.


The single smack served to make him move miserably toward the tree as ordered. This was not at all the first time that mama had sent him to cut a switch, and the boy knew from experience that disobeying would make his punishment much worse.


He stood beneath the tree, looking at it with dread. All the branches looked like they would make nasty switches. He tried to select one quickly, because he was conscious of the nearby servants, who were no doubt muffling their giggles and whispering to each other that the naughty little prince was searching for a switch that would be applied to his bare bottom.


Finally, he cut a switch that didn't look too nasty (it was still scary) and started to make his way to the queen's chambers. He moved as fast as he could, for there was no concealing what he was carrying, and everyone he passed knew exactly what it was for. He walked with his eyes on the ground, his face beet red, trying not to cry.


Still, he felt no relief when he reached his destination. Loki saw a guard outside the door clearly smiling as he entered the chambers. Once the doors closed, he was alone with the dreaded switch. He looked at it for a while, threw it angrily on a table and sat on the sofa, remembering what mama said about the strap. He tried desperately to think of good excuses to give.

[Redthorn Roses]

Frigga took some time with Thor, allowing him to fall asleep in her powerful arms as she held him close in his bedroom. She deliberately let the sands in the hourglass fall. Her little Loki needed plenty of time to reflect and remain in fear of her wicked whippy switch. Thor tried to escalate the choice of implement, maintaining how much he hated being a frog and how awful it was to eat flies.

Frigga just gave him a good dose of her warm maternal kisses and soft words, a subtle spell that got his eyes to feel droopy once more. She held him to her breast, rocking him like she did when he was much smaller till he drifted off to sleep.

Almost immediately as he fell asleep, she made her way up the corridor to her own chambers. The guards informed how her little boy scurried away in shame to her room so she was happy when she got to the door. Frigga opened, smiling at her....well, Loki was her favourite - boy on the sofa.

"Have you thought of why mama's strap shouldn't bite your mischievous little pale orbs Loki?" She enquired, pulling up her hair into a severe bun. "Because Thor insists you be whipped instead...and now you're a big boy who can make decisions like using my special spell, I think your behind can take it?"