A/N: This crack fic was spawned after an embarassing loss for my team. And from my love of Loki. XD

Loki belongs to Marvel, the rest of the characters belong to me (well, themselves, but... Since I'm using them as characters, they're mine).

- Thank you all... And by all, I mean TeamXtremexFan, Aqua-Princess of Imagination, BlackMoonWhiteSky, Twiranux, and Asrial. I didn't expect anyone to read this, let alone put it on alert.

"Right. So... This is my room. Excuse the mess," I mumbled, opening the door to my rather small room. Selina looked around, seeming to note each playbill, photograph, and scribbled quote posted on the eggplant purple walls. "This is where you'll be staying, at least for tonight. More if you'd like to." Selina nodded, sitting on the unmade bed. "I know it's probably not a concern to you, but you may wish to at least consider doing the homework that was assigned. Being a new "transfer student", the teachers will go easy on you at first, but not for long."

"The teachers will go easy on me?" she asked, "They are lucky that I am letting them live in this forsaken realm, and they will go easy on me?"

"While I understand that, you chose to enroll as a student. Now you're going to have to deal with it until the end of the year. There are only three weeks anyway. You'll live."

Selina huffed unhappily, but before she could protest, my mom called. "Girls! Dinner's ready!"

"Tell her that I do not require sustenance at this time," Selina muttered.

"Were not hungry right now! Maybe in a little bit!" I called back before turning to Selina. "Now then, what was I say- Oh! Right! Homework." I opened my laptop and logged in, then opened an internet explorer window. I logged into the portal first, checking to make sure I had the homework right, then opened a new tab and went to tumblr. I scrolled through the new posts, looking to see if there were any new gifs to add to my collection. I found a set that depicted moments in the film where Loki was either playing a prank or being untruthful on the left, and 'Loki'd!' from a skit Tom Hiddleston had done on the right. I started chuckling. Then laughing. Then crying. It shouldn't have been as funny as I thought it was, but... The execution was perfect. Selina looked over at me.

"I something entertaining?" she asked, eyes darting breifly to the side before she leaned over my shoulder to see what I was laughing at. "Why is this entertaining? WHY DO YOU LAUGH?" she roared.

"Shhhh... Mom will hear you," I managed, "And it's funny because of..." I searched for the link for a few moments before finding it. I handed Selina an earbud and pressed play, starting the 'Loki'd' sketch. Again.

"I can... Eh... I can be pretty menacing. I can go there," Tom said from onscreen.

"Did something happen? Am I missing something?" Josh Horowitz replied.

"I am a prankster. I am the God of Mischeif!" Tom growled. Selina snarled at the screen.

"Who is this impersonator?" she growled angrily.

"I would tell you, but you would kill him, and I can't have that," I answered, still watching the video. There was a flash of gold light, and I found myself with a golden spear aimed at me.

"You will tell me, puny mortal!" Loki commanded, snarling.

"Put that away! If one of the boys sees... Well, let's just say it wouldn't be good. Tell you what... If you promise to behave, illusion yourself back to Selina, and stop threatening me with that... Thing, I'll tell you."

"I should just kill you now..." he muttered before lowering the staff and morphing back into the girl he had been only moments ago. "Now. Who is he, and where can he be found?"

"I don't know where he can be found, but his name is Tom Hiddleston. He's an actor, and he's constantly on the move. Actually, he's probably in filming right now," I answered, shutting my tumblr, portal, and video windows, only to open an InPrivate browsing window to go to Deviantart. Again I felt the tip of the spear poking my throat.

"Find him," Loki hissed.

"You promised to behave and to be Selina!" I protested. Loki laughed.

"I am the God of Lies. What made you think I would follow through? Now, where is the man?"

"Look, all I know is that he's somewhere in London. And I'm pretty sure that's just an address that will forward the mail to him."

"Come. We will see."

"What do you mean, 'we will see'? We have a game tomorrow! We can't just leave! Even if it is only against Bertrand... Besides, how are we supposed to get by Mom? Or Dad?"

"Who said anything about getting by them?" he asked, grinning. He grabbed my arm, and next thing I knew, we were on the clockface of Big Ben. "Let the search begin."