Summary- Tony, Clint, and Loki are juniors at Shield High School, they have one thing in common, their love of pranks. After finding out about this similarity, the boys start to work together to pull pranks around the school under the secret alias of The Mischief Makers. When their old principal retires, the boys find out that the new person running the school has no time for anything that the students enjoy, and that includes pranks. What are the boys supposed to do when a reward is issued for turning in the Mischief Makers, and threats issued for anyone who involved in their reindeer games.
Warning- eventual Slash, pairings include Stony, Hulkeye, and Thorki, also includes brief mentions of other pairings. Swearing, slight violence, what you'd expect from a fanfic for the Avengers.
Disclaimer- I do not own the Avengers, all rights go to their proper owners.
"Spoken out loud."
"Spoken in thoughts."
Tony Stark couldn't help the smirk that spread over his face when his calculus teacher, Mr. Richards, sat down behind his desk.
"And now, we wait."
It was 5 minutes later when Mr. Richards went to stand up, that a loud rip was heard by the entire classroom.
Mr. Richards' face turned bright red when he stood up, the back of his pants stayed on his chair. The entire class burst out laughing.
"Stark!" He yelled at the laughing boy sitting in the back row of the class
It was no secret that Tony Stark hated Reed Richards, and the feeling was mutual. Tony thought that Richards was an moron who thought he was a genius, and Richards thought Tony was a rude, know-it-all, jackass.
Both of them were right, but neither would admit it.
"Richards!" Tony yelled back, a shit-eating grin on his face.
Richards growled. "Detention, tonight, two hours."
"One hour!" Tony protested.
"Three hours!" Richards said.
"Three hours!" Tony yelled back.
"One hour and that's final!" Richards stomped back to his desk.
"Alright then." Tony said as the bell rung, he grinned and ran out of the classroom before Mr. Richards realized what he said.
Clint Barton stood inside of the school's archery range, a bow in his hand. He was happily humming a song while he shot at the targets, always hitting dead center.
He could hear the football team heading into the locker room, their practice was about to start.
"5...4...3...2...1"
Clint smirked evilly when he heard several surprised yells from the locker room, and quickly grabbed his bag from the ground.
"BARTON!" A voice screamed at him.
He turned around and saw Scott Summers, the victim of Clint's attack, covered in bright red paint and feathers.
"Wow Summers, didn't know you were trying a new look." Clint said, as if he were honestly surprised, a few other football players stood behind Scott, and the rest, like Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, were standing way behind them, trying to hold back laughs of their own.
Scott literally growled. "You're gonna pay for this Barton, Coach Storm is gonna hear about this." He growled.
"Alright then, go" Clint said, shooing them away. Scott growled again, and stomped off, the rest of the football players following him, some of them still holding back laughs.
Clint grinned slightly. Coach Storm? Were they kidding? Johnny Storm was the coolest teacher in this school, he was fun, sarcastic, and, best of all, he used to be a huge prankster himself.
So he wasn't really surprised when, later, he got a detention slip along with a note that said, "Nice, but next time make sure they don't tell me, I don't like punishing good pranks."
Loki Laufeyson stood outside of the gym, or, more specifically, the pool.
He waited for the Girls Swimming Team to leave the pool, and quickly sneaked inside.
He was gone in less than 2 minutes, and the team walked back in to grab the bags that they left in the pool-area, and promptly froze outside the door.
"WHAT THE HELL!" One of the girls screamed. With good reason too, the pool was green.
Like, literally dark green. It looked like a gallon of green food coloring had been poured into the pool.
Well, it actually wasn't exactly a gallon, but still.
Loki snorted slightly, muffling it into his hand.
"Did you do this Laufeyson?" He jumped slightly, and turned around to see the Girls Swimming Coach, Sue Storm, standing behind him.
"Uh..." He couldn't say anything, he hadn't expected to get caught...this fast.
Miss Storm rolled her eyes. "Detention, tonight, an hour." She told him. "Yes Miss Storm..." Loki muttered quietly. "Good, now get lost." Loki didn't need to be told twice, and got the hell out of there.
~~~~~~End of the School Day~~~~~~
Tony walked into the detention room, whistling a tune as he did.
The detention room was practically empty, it turns out that not a lot of people in this school were trouble-makers. The only other filled desks in the room were occupied by two people that Tony knew fairly well, Clint Barton and Loki Laufeyson.
He'd heard the teachers talk about them a few times, comparing Tony to them, he knew that they were both pretty big prankers themselves. He looked over at the teacher in charge of detention tonight, Mr. Storm, fun.
Mr. Storm usually disappeared during detentions, nobody really knew where, but as long as no big time trouble-makers in their that night, he'd only come back when detention was over.
"Alright boys, you know the drill, I'll be back in an hour." He said, walking out of the room.
That was why Tony liked Mr. Storm, he reminded Tony a lot of himself, only older and almost the exact opposite in looks. Tony was short, dark haired, with dark-eyes. Storm was...well, he looked a lot like Steve Rogers. Blonde, blue eyes, tall, and with very defined muscles. Although, Tony definitely noticed those qualities more on Steve.
Tony wasn't exactly the straightest person around. He had been raised to not give a fuck about most things, that included things like race, size, or gender. The correct term was pansexual.
So, of course he had taken immediate notice to Steve Rogers, who was the teenage version of Adonis, "sweeter than apple pie" according to some of his teachers, and pretty damn smart to boot.
But he was also a football player, and one of the most popular guys in school, so Tony wasn't about to go shouting it from the rooftops.
Instead, he turned to look at Loki and Clint.
"So, what are you guys in for?" He asked them.
Clint, who had a harmonica out and was playing a song on it, answered first. "I covered Scott Summers in red paint and feathers." He said.
Tony snorted and Loki laughed.
"Did you get pictures?" Tony asked, wishing he could've seen that in person.
"Sorry, didn't get the chance before he stomped away in full primadonna mode." Clint said, sighing slightly in disappointment.
"That sucks." Loki groaned slightly.
"What about you, Laufeyson?" Clint asked, looking over at the guy sitting at the front of the room.
"I filled the pool with green food coloring." He said, getting a snicker from Clint and a laugh from Tony.
"That'll be hell to clean up." Tony smirked slightly, imagining the swimming team's faces.
"How 'bout you Stark, what did you do to join us here today?" Clint asked, turning to the guy in the back of the room.
"I glued Mr. Richards to his chair and ripped the back of his pants." He said simply, shrugging.
"Nice." Clint grinned and Loki chuckled.
"I didn't know you guys were such big prankers." Clint said, looking at the other two guys in the room.
"Same, I thought I was the sole Mischief Maker in the school." Tony said, looking at them.
"Well, now we see how wrong all of us were." Loki told them, getting nods from the other two.
That's the plan started to formulate in Tony's head. They were all pranksters, they loved causing trouble, and three heads were better than one.
"Hey..." He said, causing them to look at him. "This is just an idea, but...why don't we all work together for a prank? We could do something so much bigger if we had more than one person working on it, and, I don't know about you, but I wanna see who the teachers would blame."
Loki looked interested. "We would be able to do a more difficult prank if we didn't have to work alone." He agreed.
Clint nodded slightly. "Well...there is something that I've wanted to try for a while that I can't do on my own." He said, looking at them.
"The floor is your's." Tony said, gesturing to him.
"Well..."
So, this was just an idea that popped into my head, and I decided to make it. It probably sprung from the fact that I love all of the Avengers stories with Tony and Loki running around pulling pranks, but I also love stories where Tony and Clint are best friends, so I put them together.