Frostiron fanfiction, in which Stark is somewhat cruel (for lack of a better term), and Loki is abused at home and hated at school until something quite miraculous happens.
Highschool AU!
A loud, rather girly, shriek echoed throughout the halls of Avengers High. Loki smirked, silently chuckling to himself as he continued reading his book in the library.
"It would seem Barton has discovered the little present I've left for him in his locker." Loki mumbled quietly. A loud bang resounded in the quiet room as friends of Thor stalked over to him, a pale Clint sticking close to Steve.
Natasha was the first to express her thoughts. "You must think that was very funny. You know Clint is deathly afraid of bugs." She glared harshly at him, flipping her red curls out of her face as she threw a rather large species of beetle at his head. Loki picked the thing off his nose, placing it gently on the carpeted floor.
"You must admit it was rather idiotic of Barton to be discussing such things with me nearby." Loki raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"The point of this isn't to question Clint's intelligence Loki." Natasha replied coldly. "I find it hard to believe someone as wretched as you is related to someone like Thor." Natasha emphasized that last word, knowing what she was doing as Loki's amusement disappeared from his features, replaced with anger.
"We think you owe Clint an apology Loki." Steve added sternly, Bruce nodding in agreement.
Loki simply rolled his eyes as he placed his book back into his bag. Upon standing Clint visibly flinched, expecting Loki to throw another onslaught of bugs his way.
"I apologize Barton. It clearly wasn't a very civil thing to do." Loki stated much to the surprise of anyone within earshot. As he brushed past the little group, a small whimper was heard from Clint, as he nearly panicked upon spotting the beetle from earlier on his shoulder. Before he could scream, and embarrass himself even more that day, Natasha swat the thing to the floor, violently crushing it beneath her boot.
"It really shouldn't surprise us anymore." Bruce shook his head. "Loki isn't going to magically change into a better person if we keep telling him to apologize for all the pranks he pulls."
The others silently agreed.
"Well I'm about ready to beat his attitude out of him. I would if Thor wouldn't rush in to protect his precious baby brother." Natasha spat.
"Well, for now, let's just be nice, and hope for the best." Steve chimed in.
"I suggest all of you get to class before you're late." Miss Potts, the librarian, suggested kindly. "You too Mr. Stark." Miss Potts added, an unamused expression making its way onto her face.
Turning briefly everyone smiled as Tony was busy trying to reach a book on the top shelf.
"I know Miss Potts, but I need this book for my class. Mr. Sweat wouldn't appreciate me not having a reading book again." Tony stated as he once again tried, and failed to reach the novel.
"And you had to pick one on the top shelf?" Miss Potts raised her eyebrows as she shook her head and placed the book, Tony had been striving to reach, in his hands.
"Well you know me, reaching for the stars, and all that shit." Tony grinned, heading over to his pals.
"Alright men, yes that includes you Widow, let's get to class before Miss Potts decides to assign us detention for our dilly-dallying." Tony smiled as he left the scene.
"Dilly-Dallying?" Steve repeated confused. They started laughing as they quickly filed out, making their way to their first classes of the day.
"Loki did that?" Thor laughed as Steve did a re-telling of this morning at their usual lunch table.
"How can you find something like that funny!?" Clint whined, turning a light shade of pink as he recalled how girly his scream had sounded. "It was a traumatizing experience man, I thought I was as good as dead!"
"My friend, Loki may play pranks of this nature quite often, but he never physically harms the person." Thor chuckled, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye.
"None of them were poisonous." Bruce agreed.
"I assure you it is all done in jest!" Thor boomed happily as he took another bite of his mashed potatoes.
Suddenly everyone's new found good mood was put on hold as they noticed Loki sitting a few tables away, alone. It was his usual spot, and no one but Thor ever tried to sit there, but as always, Loki pushed him off to their table.
They didn't usually glance over there, but the lack of sound in the cafeteria made their instincts draw to one source.
Clint spit his milk all over Bruce, who looked like he wanted to smash someone into the next life.
"What is that crazy ass doing!?" Clint whispered harshly.
They all stared, mouths slightly open as they spotted Tony sitting next to Loki, trying to strike up a conversation. He leaned in close and muttered something in Loki's ear, earning him a need for a shower, and a fresh shirt as Loki stormed off.
Tony looked more amused than anything. Which surprised Steve and Bruce greatly as he walked over to them with one of his famous smiles on his face.
"You do know that Loki just dumped his whole lunch on your head right?" Natasha rose an eyebrow, frowning slightly.
"Yes, yes I do dearest Natasha. However, I really can't blame him. My genius was just too much for him to handle." Tony made a puppy face as he placed his hand over his heart.
Everyone but Thor rolled their eyes.
"And what did your genius say to Loki?" Bruce inquired curiously.
Tony's smile grew bigger if that was even possible. "I believe that is for me to know, and you to not."
"I believe that if you can say it to my brother, you can say it to me." Thor frowned, his eyebrows drawing together.
"If you really must know goldilocks, you can ask Loks yourself." Tony grinned as he excused himself to go wash up. They stared curiously after Tony.
"I really cannot understand his thought process." Bruce states. "Not this time anyways."
School ended without more 'exciting' situations other than the usual couples making out, and the boring teachers loving the sound of their own voices. Typical stuff really.
Loki stood at his locker placing what he didn't need for today's homework away, and stuffing the books and papers he would have need of in his bag. Suddenly there was a hand on the locker next to his, the great Tony Stark leaning against it.
"Hey Loks." Tony grinned devilishly.
Loki opted to ignore the infuriating boy, shutting his locker and turning to leave. He didn't get too far before he was trapped between a pair of slightly muscular arms.
"What is it Stark? Come to utter more obscenities and insults in my ear?" Loki nearly snarled.
"Maybe later Loks, but right now I have a score to settle with you on Clint's behalf. You can't do that kind of traumatizing shit to your peers without consequences. We both know the principal can't do anything without proof either because the so-called 'cameras' are a complete hoax." Tony was now frowning.
Loki retreated a bit further against the wall of lockers at Tony's hostile behavior. He recognized that look, one his father gave him often before he...
"Well I already apologized to him if that's what you're meaning." Loki countered.
Tony looked amused. "I was there Loki, that was hardly an apology."
A small group of students had gathered by now, and it was getting bigger.
"Oh please Stark. Go home to your mess of a life and father before you embarrass yourself." Loki snarled, earning a collection of oooo's from the spectators. Tony's eyes flared with anger as he punched Loki square in the nose, a sickening crack easily heard. Loki clutched his nose, stinging tears forming at the corners of his striking green eyes.
"My my, the great Tony Stark upset by me? Why I never would have imagined this day possible." Loki sneered, thinking he really should shut up, but couldn't help himself. This earned him a knee to his already bruised gut. Loki doubled over in obvious pain.
"I really thought you would be built a little tougher Loks, you're Thor's baby bro after all." Tony grinned, earning himself a death glare. "Oh, and no one gets away with bringing up my home life. Not even Thor could get away without a cutting insult at least." Tony growled as he delivered a few more hits, the crowd that had gathered cheering him on.
Thor made his way through the crowd of students, Steve, Bruce, and Clint close behind. Most were egging on whoever was in its center. He finally had squeezed himself to the front of the circular gathering, turning almost as pale as Loki's usual complexion (not healthy in the least).
Tony was in the middle, a bloodied, pained, Loki being hoisted and shoved into the lockers by the, most likely very sore, tender, flesh of his neck from last night's skirmish between Loki and their father.
"Friend Stark!" Thor boomed out, causing the students to immediately fall silent. "What is the meaning of this!?" Thor was positively furious. Tony dropped Loki into a crumpled heap on the tile floor, a nearly inaudible hiss escaping his dear brother's lips. The others had a look of disbelief on their features as well. Tony was a jerk, but he'd never escalated to beating up those weaker than him.
Tony held his hands up in front of him, a placating gesture no doubt.
"Whoa there big guy, I wasn't the one who started this shit." Tony explained, throwing an accusatory, angry, look at Loki's weak form. Thor didn't want to hear any excuses. Even if Loki had been the one to start it, Odin wouldn't be happy to learn of Loki's losing a fight. All hell would break loose, Loki on the receiving end of the man's wrath. There was now also the problem of concealing Loki's various wounds he'd received outside of this fight. Thor knew for a fact Loki would not wish to stay home until they healed, and it would merely lower his, already terrible, social standing at school further.
"I care not who started this." Thor began through clenched teeth. "You know not what you have done with your careless actions." Tony shot a curious look at Thor's words, but it had gone as quickly as it appeared as Thor cracked his knuckles.
"Don't Thor, just...don't." Loki sounded absolutely weary. "It is not worth you getting suspended over, and it would make things much worse for me." Not long after Loki had finished stating his opinion on the situation, he broke out in a violent coughing fit.
Thor forgot about Tony in that instant as his peers quickly dispersed, heading off to their cars and the buses once more.
"And I thought I had anger issues." Bruce commented to Steve and Clint.
"Brother, are you alright!?" Thor placed a hand carefully on Loki's back, but it was quickly shaken off.
"Do not touch me. Go home before you are late Thor, I will manage." Loki coldly replied.
Thor began to protest when a cocky voice interrupted. "I can escort him to the Nurse's office. I'm not expected anywhere anyways." Thor glared daggers at Tony, but before he could retort a voice no one ever wanted to hear shot in between the exchanging of words. "Well gentlemen, it seems we have a bit of a problem here." Principal Fury stated. "All of you are to go and wait outside my office. I will be escorting Mr. Odinson to the infirmary." Fury droned in his best 'this discussion is closed' voice.
"Yes sir." Thor mumbled, dragging Tony off with him, the others not close behind. No one had failed to notice the flinch Loki sported at his last name.
"You have not heard the end of this Anthony." Thor growled as Tony broke free from Thor's death grip on his arm.
"Oh I know." Tony stated, only to add, "Fury is bound to ride my ass about it for the next twenty minutes or so. I'm sure I'll be lucky to leave there without suspension." Tony grinned, earning him a rough punch in the arm. "Um, ow. That is definitely going to leave a bruise buddy." Tony pulled his sleeve up to observe the already darkening skin.
"Do you not have a conscience Tony?" Steve asked incredulously. "You just beat up Loki." Steve reminded him solemnly.
"Yeah well, he certainly deserved a beating after what he did this morning, and bringing up my sorry excuse of a father," Tony shot back angrily. "He deserves it every day of the week, maybe the weekends, but I don't know if anyone deserves having their weekends ruined." Tony rambled, seriously thinking about it.
Thor suddenly halted, punching Tony in the face. "Ow! Fuck Thor, now I'm going to have a black eye! The ladies just might have you murdered." Tony joked.
"It matters not, for it is only fair. Be careful what you say, and wish for friend Stark." Thor replied, a sad smile playing on his lips.
"I would give more than a black eye, but I do not fancy being suspended or expelled either, my friend."
"Touche." Tony simply replied, hoisting himself up as they finally took a seat by Fury's office.
"Can you stand?" Fury asked calmly.
Loki shook his head, continuing to stare blankly at the floor, eyes glazed over from the searing pain.
Fury hoisted the surprisingly light boy up into his arms, carrying him in the proper direction.
"A-are you going to call my dad?" Loki asked quietly, fear dripping from each word.
"That depends on you and Stark." He could feel Loki tense at his words.
"Most likely not though. He will be able to tell what has happened without my informing him." Fury stated matter of factly.
It was true though, Loki thought to himself, and that made it all the more horrifying as to what would await him once he got home.
Thor could not, and would not protect him. No matter how much he wanted to he could not stand up to father. Frigga, his dear mother, would have but did not possess the strength necessary to overpower Odin, the one known as the 'Allfather' for his long and successful career in boxing.
As they neared the infirmary Fury noted the nurse had locked up and gone already. Swearing under his breath he started to head towards his office.
"Sir?" Loki panicked a bit. "Where are we going?"
"My office. The nurse is gone, and I have some tissue and band-aids in there that can help clean up your nose a bit. You had to go down there eventually." Fury explained.
"Could you at least let me walk for a bit so that I do not look so utterly helpless?" Loki asked, his pride deflating at the humiliation.
"Sure, if you can." Fury replied, setting him on his feet slowly. Once standing Loki immediately began to fall, Fury catching him just in time.
"Well, I guess that answers your question." Fury stated coldly.
"Indeed." Loki mumbled as he was once more, scooped up.
Curse this fear! Loki thought as he chastised himself for being so useless and allowing himself to be utterly humiliated.
Anyone that had feared becoming his target for pranks would now laugh, and be completely without worry upon hearing that he was beat by short, annoying, and egotistical Tony Stark.
Fury must have noticed the sour look on his face with the next comment he made.
"At least I'm not slinging you over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes." Fury made what Loki assumed was a smile. Loki felt a little amused by the man's attempt at humor, and supposed it was nice that he tried.
Loki had given Fury grief with his pranks over the years, there's no doubt about that, but he didn't hate Loki it seemed.
They reached the main office, and Loki just wanted to disappear...or die, that might be the better option here, because Tony grinned with an 'I can't believe this' look on his face despite his black eye, from Thor no doubt. The others were trying to hide their smiles at the scene before them. Loki being carried like some damsel in distress by the most scary looking principal in the country no doubt.
"All of you in my office. Right. Now." Fury glared with his one eye.
"Yes sir!" Tony joked as he saluted, leading the way into the office.
Fury placed Loki on the edge of the desk by him, handing over the box of tissues and pulling out the box of band-aids.
"Bruce, clean up Loki's face." Fury ordered. Bruce nodded, immediately moving over to Loki's side who grudgingly allowed it because he didn't have a mirror.
At least he didn't hate Bruce as much as some of these fools.
"Now then, let's start with who the hell began this mess." Fury glared at the boys in the room.
No one spoke up, causing Fury to squeeze the bridge of his nose.
"My friend Anthony claims Loki to have started it." Thor finally answered.
"Alright, Loki, did you start it as Thor has informed me?" Everyone turned his attention to the injured boy, whom clearly did not like the attention.
"Yes, and no." Loki replied, flinching as Bruce stuck the band-aid on his fairly clean nose.
"Meaning?" Fury wondered.
"Meaning, that Stark approached me, and drove me to say some rude things regarding his home life." Loki admitted. There was no point living up to his nickname of Liesmith at the moment.
"And what exactly did you say?"
Loki paused before responding. "That he should go home to his mess of a life and father."
Everyone in the room other than Loki and Fury wore a look of disbelief on their faces.
"You know what Tony's home life is like, how could you say that!?" Clint yelled.
Fury quickly disarmed the situation, continuing to focus on what was important.
"That's when Stark started his tirade?" Fury inquired.
"Yes." Loki confirmed.
"And why did you approach Mr. Odinson Stark?"
It was Tony's turn to talk, which it was a miracle he managed to stay silent this whole time.
"Do you not listen to the sweet, juicy, gossip Fury? He did something terrible to Clint this morning." Tony replied confidently. "And everyone in the school would agree that he was being a complete asshole."
"Anthony." Thor warned, but was not allowed to finish his statement.
"Well, it is clear who is mainly at fault today. Loki you will be suspended for one week, and Stark, you receive the task of taking Loki his schoolwork, and staying until he is finished until the week is over. You are also going to visit him on the weekends. You are dismissed."
"S-sir! You cannot possibly carry through with this!" Loki protested, his face even paler, if that was possible.
"I have decided, and nothing will change my mind. You are dismissed." Fury gave a warning look to Tony, daring him to voice his protest as well.
They all left, strangely quiet until the door closed behind them.
"It could have been a lot worse for you Tony." Steve commented, patting him on the back.
"No, I think I would have much rather been suspended rather than being babysitter to the ass I beat up."
"I think I'm going to be sick." Loki shoved past them to the nearest trash can emptying the scarce contents of his stomach.
Thor moved over, holding Loki's hair back from his face. The others wrinkled their noses at the smell lingering in the air.
"Worry not brother." Thor tried to comfort Loki. "I will let father know."
Once Loki finished what he said confused Bruce, Clint, and Tony to no end.
"Will you make sure that mother's in the room with you?" Loki sniffled.
"Yes Loki, of course." Thor sadly looked at his brother.
"Um, are we missing something here, or are you acting like this is the end of the world for kicks and giggles?" Tony directed the question at Loki who was now standing up straight.
"None of your business Stark." Loki growled, heading to the parking lot.
"He really needs to lighten up." Tony rolled his eyes.
"Well he did just get beat up, and suspended Tony. I think he has the right to look like that." Bruce explained.
"Thank you for explaining the obvious." Tony retorted heading to his car with a small wave good-bye.
"Loki did look really scared Thor." Steve looked at the bulky teenager with worry.
"You both have met my father. He is not the most forgiving man, but he does his best." Thor spoke softly, which only worried the two more.
"Come, let us take our leave friends." Thor smiled.
"Actually we were thinking that we could work on our project for history at your house." Bruce beamed happily.
"Not today, my friends, it would be unwise."
They did not push further, and merely followed Thor to the parking lot where they parted ways after a long day at school. At least it was the weekend.