Loki and Thor are in so much trouble. Too bad Loki makes it worse. This idea revolved around a request from Starlight that Loki actually put Fury in a tutu. A looping video prank of that may or may not show up in a later story. Anyway, this does take place sometime during Mischief Loves a Challenge, but because it doesn't deal with the core concept of the story, I opted to make it a side shot. Enjoy!

Once again people, I don't own these guys!

- Illusinia

This was bad. Very, very bad.

Fury was on the warpath, and that doesn't mean yelling at people that they're stupid. That isn't so bad. No, Fury was pissed in the 'quiet-simmering-that-only-gets-worse-as-more-time-passes' way. Not that Darcy could really blame him, but really. He acted like the giant hole in the side of the Avengers Headquarters was permanent. Admittedly, the way it got there was pretty bad but no-one had seen anything wrong with a little friendly sparring between brothers. Too bad Thor hadn't mentioned the number of times he and Loki had destroyed the castle training area before they started the duel.

Really though, Fury didn't need to glare at them like they were the most immature individuals on the planet. Hell, even Tony wasn't that pissed and it was his building. He'd simply shrugged, pointed out he'd done worse, and started calling contractors. Of course, the easiest way to handle this would be for Loki to simply magic the whole wall back together, which Darcy knew he was capable of. She'd seen him do it to a whole bunch of dishes once after they'd fallen due to a puddle of water (which Loki swears he has no knowledge of).

Speaking of the God of Mischief, he wasn't looking particularly happy with what Fury was saying. In fact, he looked more than a little pissed. Not that Darcy could blame him. Tony had said the whole thing was ok, and he was the one who owned the building. Thor, who was standing beside Loki, was looking equally confused and a bit annoyed. Nothing to really worry about, or so Darcy thought.

As subtly as possible (which given it was Thor was surprisingly subtle), he leaned over towards Loki, muttering something to his brother. Loki smirked slightly in response, then caught Darcy's eye and motioned her over to where he and Thor were standing. Personally, she was standing on the edge of the group, so working her way around wasn't hard.

"What's up?" whispered Darcy as she leaned forwards a little towards Loki.

Loki reached back and took her hand. "You want to see what I can do unrestricted, correct?"

His words were in Norse, so it took Darcy a moment to puzzle out what he'd said. Well, if he wanted to speak in Norse, that could only mean he was planning some mischief. Which meant she clearly needed to follow his lead and use the same language. To not get caught of course, not because she really liked how it sounded when he spoke Norse. Who knew anyone could make a dead language sound so hot? "Yeah, totally."

"Watch," he muttered, still in Norse, then twitched the hand behind his back.

The whole room fell silent in the way rooms do when everyone inside is trying not to laugh so hard they can't breath. Darcy barely contained her own laughter and badly wanted to ask Loki why he'd chosen that particular trick. Thor wasn't doing as good of a job, and actually started to snicker at the scene before them.

Fury had stopped dead in his tracks, horror painted across his features. Pure, abject horror. His face was priceless, and would have been worth so much, if the image before them weren't so scaring.

He was in a tutu. A bright pink, frilly, psudo-skirt of tulle that sticks straight out, tutu. Complete with leotard, stalkings, and pink ballet shoes. If it weren't for the fact that the ensemble was on Fury, it would look like it belonged to a normal ballerina. A normal twelve-year-old ballerina.

Suffice to say, Fury's face turned a shade of red Darcy was pretty certain didn't exist in nature and which probably would signal to most that he was I don't care who the fuck you are, you're dead pissed. But Loki was apparently oblivious to that fact. Or he didn't care. Either was really possible and Darcy would put money on the second. It was obvious he didn't care too, because he went and opened his mouth.

"Are you done then Nick?" asked Loki mildly. "Because I do believe that Tony has graciously forgiven Thor and I for getting carried away and, really, if you asked nicely I would be more than inclined to fix the wall without hesitation. After all, Thor and I are the ones who were responsible for its destruction and it really is not fair if Tony or another mortal is forced to clean up our mistake. Correct Thor?"

"Agreed," snickered Thor. "This was an accident, and those do happen when one has a training facility within their building."

"Or a workshop!" added Tony as he covered the receiver of his phone. Pepper was out of the country but Tony had blown out walls before and, to avoid Pepper's wrath, had taken to keeping a contractor on speed-dial.

Fury was shaking with rage, but both Loki and Thor were ignoring that in favor of examining the broken wall. "A simple spell should repair the damage."

Thor nodded his agreement, though Darcy guessed he didn't know what he was talking about. "It should be quick."

Tony blinked at them and told the person on the phone he'd call them back. "Seriously Loki, you can fix this?"

"Of course," replied Loki with a smirk. "I am a skilled sorcerer. It will take little effort to fix this."

Tony grinned. "Great! Lets do it!"

Loki nodded. "Of course, so long as I am asked politely to fix the damage."

"By Fury of course," added Thor with a smile. Wow, Darcy had never pegged Thor as even slightly mischievous. She had to give him major props. Most guys would be wetting their pants by now.

"I am NOT going to ask either of you to fix anything," growled Fury. "I'm ORDERING you two to fix this mess."

Loki tutted slightly. "That is no way to ask for assistance."

Fury's eyebrow began to twitch. Darcy was starting to suspect someone like Loki is the reason Fury lost his eye. The other looked ready to pop out at any moment.

"That's because there is no asking involved," growled Fury. "Fix it or else I'll have you BOTH fixed!"

Confusion fell over Thor's face. "What does he mean by that? We aren't broken."

Darcy snickered while Loki looked very uncomfortable. "Fixed means neutered. Unable to reproduce. Having your balls removed."

Thor still looked confused. "What does that have to do with-"

"It means I'll remove YOUR balls," snapped Fury. "Now FIX THE DAMN WALL AND DON"T DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS AGAIN!"

With that, Fury turned and strode away with all the dignity a man in a 12-year-old's tutu could. Which was apparently a lot. The man may as well have been wearing a crown and royal robes.

"No sense of humor," muttered Tony.

"No sense of etiquette," replied Loki with a shake of his head.

Darcy snorted. "Not sure there's a lot of etiquette involved once you magick someone into a tutu."

Loki just shrugged. "It was Thor's idea, oddly enough. Good job by the way brother. We will turn you into a trickster yet."

Thor grinned widely at Loki. "No brother, I will leave the tricks to you. Besides, I can't be a complete incompetent when it comes to pranks. After all, I grew up with you."

Loki pretended to be extremely flattered. "Aw, there, there brother. Give us a kiss."

Thor just shoved Loki slightly, making them both laugh as Loki fell into Darcy who was pouting. "Aw, so we don't get to see an adorable incest moment?"

Both brothers looked a little sick until she burst out laughing. "I'm kidding guys. Though I'm not sure it counts as incest if you aren't related by blood."

"It counts," stated Tony, Jane, Loki., and Thor simultaneously. And loudly.

Darcy just laughed harder. "Alright, fine. Loki can you just fix the wall so we can get out of here? I'm getting hungry."

"Of course," assured Loki with an exaggerated bow. "Anything for you fair maiden."

"Fair maiden?" Darcy snorted slightly. "I'm about as much of a maiden as you are a princess."

Loki's smile was pure mischief. "Well, I am a changeling. I could become a girl."

"Please don't," moaned Darcy. "I do not want to be beating guys off you with a stick."

Steve rolled his eyes from where he'd been silently observing the exchange. "I don't think you'd have to worry about that Darcy. He'd probably make an ugly girl."

The slow but threatening smile that spread over Loki's lips was a little chilling. "Maybe, but you would make a rather lovely one."

Before anyone could do anything, Loki muttered something and pink smoke enveloped Steve. When the smoke cleared, Steve was standing there in a green sundress and green flip-flops with a giant sunhat on his head and long hair that was braided down his back. His body was still very clearly male.

"Gah!" shouted Tony, who slapped a hand over his head. "I think I just went blind."

Darcy bit her lip in an attempt to keep from snickering. "Loki, that's mean!"

Thor, on the other hand, was casually examining Steve with a critical eye. "He does make a rather lovely girl. Or at least would if he had less muscle and more curves. I can see where you got your conclusions from brother."

Loki snickered himself. "He makes a better girl than you."

"I thought we weren't going to discuss that any more," grumbled Thor.

"I never said that," pointed out Loki. "In fact, I never agreed either. You shouted that at me rather loudly and stormed away."

Steve had turned red as a tomato by now and was practically blowing steam out of his ears. "Change. My. Clothes. Back."

"No," stated Loki with a smirk. "There's no fun in that."

"Loki..." warned Steve, but he was stopped by a glare from Darcy.

"Lighten up Steve, its only clothing," growled Darcy. "Certainly nothing to threaten Loki over."

Steve's mouth moved up and down a few times before he sighed and stormed away. Darcy huffed slightly at his antics but started after him none the less. "I'm gonna help him get out of that dress. Please fix the wall Loki."

"Of course," murmured Loki as he watched Darcy go after Steve, deflated.

Thor's large hand landed lightly on his brother's shoulder. "Come brother, let's repair the wall and obtain sustenance. We can go to that place that sells the cake of pans."

"Pancakes Thor," corrected Loki as he flicked his wrist listlessly and watched the wall repair itself.

"Whatever the name," shrugged Thor. "Tony, will you join us in the consumption of the pancake?"

Tony shrugged. "Sure, why not. Just let me run inside and check on something before we go." He left the brothers quickly, heading inside to the security room. It took less than a minute for him to locate the security camera he wanted and transfer the image to the large screen. What he saw made him smile.

The room Darcy and Steve were currently in was wired for sound, and he was getting quite a show. Steve was standing there in woman's undergarments being chastised by Darcy for something the man had said against Loki. And she was really started to tear into him a little. Never disrespect the best friend dude. Especially if you hope to win.

Whistling happily, Tony shot Darcy a message to let her know where they were going and to join them if they wanted to before walking back outside. Loki still looked downcast and Thor was trying to cheer him up. Briefly, Tony wondered if Thor was actually aware of the competition Loki and Steve were engaged in. Probably not. Thor isn't exactly the brightest bulb in the box. He only knows about his brother's attraction because of the whole 'I'll destroy the city thing'. I'll have to find a way to slip this little tidbit of information I picked up to Loki. Let him know he's still in the lead. And if THAT doesn't work, I've got the whole 'Fury in a tutu' thing on video. Broadcasting that on every monitor in HQ should make Loki smile. Darcy should know how to do that.

"Alright guys, lets jet!" called Tony with a grin, glad he had a plan in place. "IHOP awaits!"

Because that's totally what you're supposed to do when two gods put a hole in the wall of your building while play fighting. Go for pancakes. Anyone want to see the actual fight posted?