A/N: hello and welcome to this story. The point of this story is to entertain as many readers as possible. I don't make a profit and marvel isn't mine, Katriona (aka Mischief the Kat) is. I hope you all enjoy this and please do give it a chance. I am open to any constructive criticism and I highly recommend reviewing if you like it.
This is all tasertricks with some later family!tasertricks and various other lesser ships. Plus I need a name for this thing, so please please please give me any ideas you've got for it. Thanking you. Now on to our story.
Loki sat at his desk, quietly grading the English papers that his fourth year students had written. He was disgusted by the papers. He understood that it was still the first week of the school year, but they were fourth year students. This was a pathetic first glimpse at their writing skills and he had much better things that he could be looking at, specifically something in the computer room.
He had asked each student to write a two page essay about what they did over the summer. He groaned as he read each awful essay and corrected spelling errors, grammar mistakes, and the excessive use of the word "like."
"These students should be punished for their word crimes." He sighed. He continued reading, groaning, and grading until he came to one written in green ink.
"I specifically asked them to write in black or blue." He muttered to himself, though green was his favourite colour so he was a tad bit more understanding. As he read he smiled. This student was quickly rocketing to his favourites spot. She made it enjoyable to read about her summer. She stated that she mostly read and acted out Shakespearian plays, and that her sister taught her about computers. She also tutored over the summer, helping younger students with different subjects. However, the most fun part to read was her in depth description of a prank that she had pulled on her sister.
Apperently, while her sister was out, she had hacked into her computer and moved all of the files of the computer to an external hard drive, then hid the hard drive. She then changed the screensaver of the computer to a picture of herself pointing to her sister's iPod. She then changed the picture on her sister's iPod to a picture of her pointing to the bed where there was a picture of her pointing else where and so on and so forth throughout the house until finally she was led to the location of the hard drive, which was at the bottom of the laundry basket.
Loki chuckled heartily, thinking back to the pranks he used to play on his brother when they were younger. In fact, he still enjoys a bit of mischief every now and then. Well, maybe a lot of mischief. His brother deserves it anyway. There was a knock on the door, speak of the devil. Thor walked in, still wearing his teaching uniform black shorts, but not his white shirt. For some reason his shirt was bright pink.
"Loki, my dear brother, I was wondering if I could ask a favour of you." He started nervously. Loki looked at him, urging him to get on with it. Thor cleared his throat.
"I have a student who needed to be reprimanded. I was wondering if you would monitor her detention while I attend a meeting with the other teachers." Thor looked to Loki expectantly.
"Why don't you ask Ms. Foster to take her since you are so close?" Loki suggested.
"Sadly Ms. Foster is busy working on something with Ms. Lewis in the science wing." Thor said. Loki's ears pricked at the mention of Ms. Lewis.
Miss Darcy Lewis was the computer and technology teacher at Phil Coulson Memorial high school. She was fierce and brilliant and not hard on the eyes either. She and Loki had an odd sort of friendship mainly started because her best friend the physics teacher, Miss Jane Foster, was dating his brother the gym teacher, Thor Odinson. Loki was very fond of ms. Lewis though, not that he ever let it show. Thor spoke again, regaining his attention.
"Will you take her?" He asked hopefully.
"Who?" Loki asked, wondering what he had missed.
"My detention student, will you take her?" Thor implored.
"Yes, fine. I will take her." Loki gave in. Thor turned and opened the door, motioning for someone. A short girl strode in confidently. A smirk on her face. She looked rather familiar. She was one of his students , he recognised that but there was something else. She was short with dark curly hair and blue eyes, she had a full smile and figure, in fact she looked almost exactly like...
"Katriona Lewis, at your service sir." She held out her hand and stood beside him. She was Darcy's sister.
Katriona looked over his shoulder at the paper he was reading.
"Hey, that's my paper." She grinned.
So She was his star writer. He looked at the top of the page. In the name space was "Kat L." written in smudged green ink. She cleared her throat, still holding out her hand.
"My apologies ms. Lewis." He shook her hand.
"Don't mention it Sir." She grinned.
"Now that you are aquainted, I am off to attend the teachers' meeting." Thor announced and turned.
Loki had to hold back a laugh when he saw the rhinestone hammer on the back of his brother's shirt. When Thor closed the door he laughed like a madman, until he was reminded of his company.
"Like that do ya? So do I, probably one of my best. Though what I did to Darce's computer was ace." Katriona giggled.
"I read about that and I must say, I was impressed. However, I do not believe that Thor's shirt was your handiwork." Loki said. She grinned at the challenge.
"Bought an XL hot pink t-shirt, add a bejeweller and a lot of suppressed anger and a lust for revenge and bam! Onomatopoeia." She wiggled her fingers as a "tada" when she finished. He grinned, this star pupil was wonderfully mad, just like her wonderful sister.
"Pray tell, what exactly did my brother do to anger you so?" He asked. She frowned.
"First day of class he was demonstrating how to properly execute a hammer throw. He almost executed me instead. I was stuck gasping for air on the ground and couldn't get the hammer off my chest. Thankfully I inherited good padding, like my sister, so I lived to dish out my revenge." She grinned sinisterly, rubbing her hands. Loki smiled, this shall be entertaining.
"So, since all the other teachers are going to this meeting thing, why aren't you?" She asked.
"Ah, well, you see..." He started nervously. "I'm not exactly welcome."
"Why not?" She asked suspiciously.
"Well, my first meeting I got mad and threw a table at my brother. After that I may have spiked the water cooler in the teachers lounge. Also I once argued that some of my fellow teachers wouldn't be able to teach without their guides. I tested that, and was found to be correct." He grinned proudly.
"Y'know, you are quickly becoming my favourite teacher, and that's saying something." She grinned.
"A teachers pet?" He smirked.
"Nah, more of an enemy of students. They don't like me because I'm different. I don't need them anyway, I'm smarter and more mature than them." She crossed her arms looking confident but he could see the falter in her eyes.
He understood better than anyone. He was different than all his family barring his mother. It hurt, people would always compare him to his brother and he would always come out below him. Nobody realised that you cannot compare two things so different and have a fair judgement. It's like comparing apples to steak. He wondered what her story was, doubting that it was a painful as his seeing as she had Darcy as a sister.
"So Ms. Lewis, I have one serious question." He told her. She sat back.
"It's Kat, but anyway, shoot."
"Does your sister know you're here." He asked seriously. Kat froze.
"Shit. Shitshitshit. She's gunna kill me!" She groaned.
"Now I doubt that, Darcy is a very kind woman I'm sure that-" Loki was cut off.
"Darcy? First name basis?" She pried, grinning mischievously. He cleared his throat.
"Your sister, ms. Lewis, is not going to kill you. Though she may reprimand you for your language." He added. She smirked.
"Not fucking likely, she's worse than I am."
"I know." He responded.
"You like her." Katriona stated matter-of-factly after a moment. Loki opened his mouth to protest then closed it in shock.
"What would make you say that?" He asked nonchalantly packing away his papers and pulling out his laptop.
"You perked up when you heard her name, you instantly recognised me as her sister, you called her Darcy not miss Lewis, you don't deny knowing her and she's your computer screensaver." She stated flatly.
"As you can clearly see, it's not just her. Thor, ms. Foster, and I are in it as well." He argued.
"Thor's cropped out, you two are in the centre and you're looking at her not the camera." She retorted smugly. He became serious.
"Would you sit down and be quiet child?" He growled. There is no way this child could have guessed so soon, she is just pulling his leg. It's not like his affection for Darcy was obvious.
"Why should I?" She asked smartly.
"You should do what I say because I am the teacher and you are the student!" He shouted. She sat down just as the door opened to show Darcy standing in the doorway.
"How dare you talk to my sister that way, you asshat!"