Punishable by ... PRE-SCHOOLERS?

A Loki Fan fiction

Disclaimer: I do not own the Marvel's Avengers, I just merely created Sunnyside Pre-school Academy, the children, the staff, and all that have to do with Annabell and George Marson.

A LokiXOC Humor/Drama/Romance/Hysterical/adventure fan fiction

Re-edited! Woot!

"What do you mean, that was his punishment?" Nick Fury hissed at Thor, who at the moment, leaned against the door to where his brother was trapped once again. After the incident a year ago, with the alien army and the tesseract, Fury had been furiously working on the Avengers. Fury didn't stop to chuckle at his own pun, the leader of SHIELD turned from the golden haired Norse god and looked through the window where Loki cocked a brow at him. The black haired god looked idle and intrigued about his new placement.

"In Asgard, a prisoner is treated cruelly and mercilessly… But Loki is still my brother, and a prince… we had to treat him as such. Despite his cruelty to the humans-" Fury couldn't hold it in. His hands flew up in the air as his one good eye looked at Thor in his full on Battle gear. Not but 30 minutes ago, Loki walked down the streets, his clones masked as shadow like figures and slaughtered helpless mortals, while he stood and waited for his brother. His 'little' rebellion was a hundred thousand dollars of a lawsuit for every family he just slaughtered, along with the millions of lawsuit from his alien stunt. The Avengers couldn't pay for it all, even Stark would fall bankrupted before he even closed two of the lawsuits.

"Despite? DESPITE! HE RAGED A WHOLE FUCKING WAR AGAINST HIS PLANET!" Fury snapped.

"In my defense, if your race was superior the planet wouldn't have been under attack." Loki called through the glass with a slick grin.

"Shut it Norse god of I fucking hate the world!" Fury snarled. Loki rolled his eyes and stalked to the other side of the containment room.

"Loki does mean this world evil, but he has his moments of truth and sincerity." Thor spoke before he pushed from the door. "I will return him back to Asgard, we will harshen the punishment and disable any connect with this world for anyone other than myself." Thor explained. Nick Fury looked at Thor for a moment, about to let the god of thunder take the prisoner. However, when he saw the smirk Loki gave him through the glass Fury changed his mind.

"On a second thought, no, Thor. He will stay here on earth, under the watch of SHIELD." Loki's face paled as he looked to Fury with confused horror. "If he wants to rule us so bad, let's see how he likes being ruled… and I know the perfect family to oversee him… Loki, how good are you with children?"

~X.X~

"This is a horror to behold. Brother, don't let this puny human allow this!" Loki hissed, rattling in his chains as the vehicle parked in the driveway of a large, but rather run down, looking home. A man stood on the porch; he approached the vehicle only to stop when he saw the two Norse gods in the back.

"OH NO! Fury, no! I thought you said he was a Shield Agent that needed hiding… not that … MONSTER!" The man fumed. Loki could see the anger radiating off of him. Obviously, Loki was not someone that this man worshiped. That wouldn't have bothered Loki; normally the hatred of him didn't faze him in the least. However, it was the way the man whispered to Fury, tears building in his eyes, pointing at the God of Mischief. Narrowing his eyes and furrowing his brows, Loki turned to Thor with a sigh of discontent.

"Brother, return to me my powers and my staff. This is madness-" Loki was interrupted by the golden haired brother.

"No, Loki… You are mad, not the situation. I agree with the man Fury, you need this to understand what your madness has done to you. Many years we were brothers who stood beside each other knowing that there was nothing that could come between us. Somewhere that changed, and I refuse to acknowledge your soul has left your body!" Thor thundered, standing from the van and dropping out into the driveway. Loki looked to his brother with his eyebrows cocked.

"Your sentiment does not faze me brother! I am not mad, just merely enlightened. Return to me my powers and I will show you how unintelligent your sentiment will make you!" Loki snarled through his teeth. But his brother merely tugged the dark haired god down off the back of the van. Loki stood, shaking out the crooks in his neck before glaring to Fury.

His sickening grin planted on Fury's lips, he believed himself a winner. Loki would see to it that Fury lost and understood the horror and agony Loki was about to endure. Servitude, to the humans, not even a band of frost giants slicing at his chest would be as intensely painful as this.

Thor, now in a pair of human black jeans and an S.H.I.E.L.D t-shirt, looked like an overly muscular body guard, while Loki a lawyer. He wore a pair of black slacks, his usual white buttoned shirt, a tie, his green and gold scarf around the shoulder and a blazer. Loki stood without any hesitation, looking to the male human. Thor unchained the Norse god, and placed a hand on the back of his brother.

"Brother, until you have changed your ways, I take your full power and your immortality."

Loki whipped around to curse something but a giant white mist rose over him. Eyes wide and horror filling his belly, Loki's knees shook as a feeling overtook him. Powerless-ness. His mind was frozen and unmoving as his knees buckled under him and he stared at the blackness of the pavement below him.

A sound buzzed in his ears as Thor loaded himself into the truck; Loki still kneeled on the ground, hands on the ground. Hurt and betrayal for his brother, Thor forced his eyes away from Loki, weakly staying on the ground. Thor pleaded for his brother to move with his thoughts, but Loki stayed firm in his placement. The exhale and punishment were finally taking their toll on the God of mischief. There was no talking his way out of it now.

"Okay, no Norse god bullshit, he's just Loki now. He's to be watched like you've done to captives a million times." Fury's words swarmed through Loki's ears as he found the strength to push to his feet. Still dizzy and feeling incredibly heavy and clumsy, Loki toppled this way and stumbled the opposite way until he found himself standing.

"What… what is to become of me." Loki asked his voice barely audible.

"You are to stay here, live under their roof and do as their told… see your staff?" Loki lifted his eyes to the large golden staff in the garden, standing tall and unmoved. His weapon was within inches, but Loki could still not muster the will to move towards it. "When you're not evil and mad, you can have it back and return home… until then… you're stuck here."

"Where is here?" Loki gasped with a raspy voice. His eyes searched the area he was now bound to, anger rising in his belly up to his lungs. "This mortal domain will not keep me! I will find a way back to my power and when I do-" He was cut off by the sound of screaming children. Loki stood, still mad, when a woman emerged from the front door with a chain of smaller children following behind her; all humming and waving their arms with the woman.

"Outside, outside, it's time to play outside. Do-do-dit-do-do-do, do-do-dit-do-do-do, Outside, outside, outside, outside, outside, outside!"

Loki watched with furrowed, horror filled brows, the anger disappearing just as quickly as it had boiled. A school! A mortal school! HE WAS STUCK AT A MORTAL SCHOOL!

"Oh no! No! You will not stick me here!" He snarled.

"But brother, Fury assures me this is the best for you!" Thor stated from the back of the truck.

"I WILL KILL YOU, YOU STUPID-" But another shout cut him off.

"MEAN WORDS, MISS ANNABELL, MEAN WORDS!"

The entire line of children gasped and turned to look at Loki. He glowered at them as they pointed and covered their mouths, one by one in a ripple till the woman stopped and turned. Loki narrowed his eyes on her, but she did the one thing Loki didn't expect. She placed her hands on her hips and left the line of children, trudging across the driveway to where Loki stood firm. He eyed her suspiciously, she was far shorter than he, but her face reached his collar bone as she looked up at him. With one second they were staring each other down, then the next second, his nose was stinging and his hands flew to protect it.

"YOU FLICKED ME!" Loki cried, glaring at the woman.

"You scared my kids." She spoke in a soft tone. It was soft and stern and light as the air, Loki couldn't help but lower his voice to match hers.

"You flicked me on the nose." He hissed at her face.

"Then maybe you shouldn't use such mean words." She blinked, tilting her head, not giving up her stance. Loki eyed him, unable to read her. She was standing there, attacking a god and nothing was happening. He pursed his lips into a straight line.

"Maybe you shouldn't flick people you do not know." He warned with a softer hiss. She cocked a brow at him before turning on her heel and looking to the man.

"He's right father… who is he?"

"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this! Come on boys, I think he's in the perfect hands now…George, I'll leave him up to you and Annabell…" Fury smirked and walked from the scene. Loki watched the dark skinned man enter and drive the jeep holding his brother and two soldiers off the pavement and back up to the fence. So he was trapped here, with this man, the woman, and those damned mortal children.

"Miss Annabell! MISS ANNABELL! Playground!"

"Right… father, we'll talk later." She kissed the man on the cheek before skipping to the line of children and staring up the humming again.

"Who was that?" Loki hissed, rubbing his still stinging nose. She had to have hit the nerve for it to bother him still.

"That was my daughter, Annabell…Come in Loki, I may not like it but orders are orders, I need to brief you on your new identity till you're ready to leave."