Loki was searching for Thor. It wasn't too difficult to find him, though. If Thor was anywhere he'd be in one of three places: The Courtyard, the Practice Field, or in the Dining hall. Loki had already checked the Courtyard and the Dining Hall, so he must be in the Courtyard. So that is where Loki was headed.

He peered through the miscellaneous pairs fighting and watched for his brother. Off in the distance he spotted his elder sibling. He began to walk and decided he was too impatient to do so and he started running. Once he got to Thor's listening distance he was trembling with excitement. He had just mastered his recently found power and would just love to make Thor look bad using it. It was an opportunity he just had to cease.

"Thor!" he yelled catching his brother off guard. Fandral hit Thor in the gut with the wooden sword!"

"Ouch!" he cursed at Fandral.

"You should not have let your guard down." He simply replied. Thor shook his head and pulled his attention back to his brother.

"What is it, Loki?"

"Sif is looking for you. I told her I would find you. She is waiting in the Dining Hall." Thor's two favorite things; eye candy and the Dining Hall.

Thor raised a suspecting eye brow at his brother, "Really?"

"Absolutely." Loki lied smoothly. Of course Sif wasn't there….but she would be.

"Then what are we waiting for! I cannot keep a fair haired maiden waiting!" Her hair was beautiful and gold, but there was no way she'd me called a maiden. The girl had a heart of leather.

"I can't wait to see her face when she hears you call her that." Fandral remarked jokingly.

Thor elbowed him playfully in the side and said "Come on!"

The threesome ran to the dining hall. When they got there Thor looked at Loki.

"Where is she?"

Loki pretended to be baffled by her disappearance. "Hm, I do not know. Let me look in the kitchen. She might have gone to grab some food herself."

Thor bought it and Loki ran into the kitchen. Sif wasn't there either—but she wasn't supposed to be. Loki made sure she was elsewhere. Loki was about ready to burst out of excitement. This would be so satisfying! The look on his brother's face would be priceless! Loki changed into what looked like the golden goddess—but this time, her hair want golden blonde, it was orange. It was an ugly, ugly orange. He faked some tears and put his hands on his face. Loki walked out of the kitchen with his fake tears.

"Sif! Are you OK?" Thor exclaimed.

He faked a sniffle, "N-No. M-my hair! I-its…orange!" he fakes wept.

Thor didn't react. Sure he wasn't into hair, but what was beautiful without the gorgeous golden locks? "I-uhh…who did this to you?"

"I-I- I don't know. I was just waiting for you in the kitchen then someone c-came in the kitchen an-and m-my hair t-turned o-range!"

"Loki!" he yelled in assumption.

"Why would he do such a thing?" Inquired Fandral.

"I-I- I don't know! Thor get him! Make him apologize!"

Thor grew angry—very angry. "I will get him! He will pay for what he has done and he will fix it!"

Loki was about to reveal that it was him and laugh at Thor's face when he found out it was just a prank but the worse thing possible happened. The real Sif walked in. His eyes grew wide—everyone's eyes grew wide. Loki's head grew heavy. His embarrassment brought him back to his regular form. Thor looked pissed. This would be a beautiful moment if he didn't get revealed this way. Loki panicked and ran. He hit Sif's shoulder on the way out and just stood there shocked.

A few feet later he heard Thor's thunder steps trailing behind him. "Loki you get back here!" He yelled.

Loki ignored his remarks and kept running. Though this was an awful situation he smiled. He hadn't seen his brother this angry since Odin knows when. His joy was short lived because he hit a giant wall. It was a wall built of flesh and armor. He hit the ground with a big "UMPH!" He looked up slowly worried that it was the last person he wanted to see…. And it was. This trick was just not working in his favor.

"Loki," he said.

"Odin…" he said shakily.

Thor wasn't too far behind and he caught up to see his little brother's punishment. "Father, he pulled a mean prank. He pretende-"

" Quiet yourself Thor." He said, "Loki, you must learn to get along with your brother. This is unacceptable behavior! I almost hoped I would never have to do this, but you will be sent to Midgard to live amongst the mortals. You will live there and learn the lessons that you could obviously not learn hear. I hearby banish you until you realize the lessons that you have learned!"

"Father no!" Loki cried.

"Father," Thor cut in, "This is quite a dramatic sente—"

"Silence!"

Both Thor and Loki backed down.

"Loki, go pack your things. You will leave tomorrow morning!"

Loki did as he was told and left to his room to gather his belonging. He almost regretted his prank, except for that small high that he got from running from his angry brother. He'd do it again the next chance he got. That's what his father didn't understand. Loki was learning lessons. He was practicing his powers. He hadn't hurt anyone. Loki didn't understand why he was being punished this was unfair. Thor got to practice his fighting skills, why couldn't he practice his Magicks?

He tried not to think about it. He wasn't excited about going to Earth, but there was no way to get out of it. He would go, "learn his lesson," and return home. He was a liar easy enough, he could formulate a lie with his sly silver tongue with ease. He could easily convince his father of his "change."

The next morning when he faced his father he had to ask one more question, "Father, How long will I be staying in Midgard?"

"One mortal year," He pause, "Or longer if necessary.

Loki didn't reply. He faced that rainbow bridge, and he went to that weird place they called Earth.