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


Chapter 9:

Annabell sat in the moon room, after she dug one last time. The stone wasn't here. The only thing she remembered, the only thing that didn't seem realistic, the only thing that beckoned her to remember, and she couldn't find it. For the life of her, Annabell couldn't think of where her sister would hide it.

Annabell closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Remember, remember what happened.

Rick! She remembered Richard Constable. A beautiful man but a horrid soul, a man she met in the woods. He was so well thought out, he smiled at her, he kissed her, and he made her feel alive.

He made me feel human…

The words felt foreign on her mind. Why would she ever utter those words? They were so peculiar, but they had been her words. She had spoken them, so they had to mean something.

Furrowed brows lifted as Annabell slid the lid shut on the secret storage of books.

"So, what does Annabell Marson look for in the moonlight?"

"HOLY MOTHER OF-" Annabell ripped around to see Loki knelt beside her. Annabell's heart pounded in her throat as she gasped. The man had snuck behind her, once again. Loki cocked a brow at her before he looked to the doorway. The house didn't stir, nor did George Marson.

"And why does George Marson spend his days in the basement?" Loki questioned softly. Annabell took this moment to gain back her regular heart beat and turn more to the lean man. He was a few inches from her in his slacks and a white button up shirt that was pressed and clean cut as always.

"It's SHIELD business, I have no business with them nor do I care… How are you so sneaky?" Annabell blurted the end of her question. A smirk crawled on Loki's lips as he rose to his full height. From her knelt position, Annabell finally realized his height. He was a tower, a lean, muscular, dark haired, pale tower. He was truly beautiful and it made Annabell jealous, that a man so wicked but intelligent and soft could be so beautiful.

"If I told you that, I wouldn't be so sneaky," He smirked more. His slender hand was out to her in a second. Annabell took his outstretched hand and lifted herself up to her short height. He was too tall! How did he not hit his head on the doorway? "Why do you wear such ridiculous clothing at night?"

"Huh?" Annabell looked at herself. She wore a simple blue night gown with Blue, from Blue's clues, on the front and paw prints that lined the edges. On her feet she wore the most comfortable blue slippers that Rose had bought for her. "They're comfortable to sleep in…why? What do you sleep in?" Annabell growled with a pout.

She looked like a 7 year old child with boobs and hips. But Annabell enjoyed the softness and childish whims of her pajamas. They added light to the darkness of the night. Loki leaned down to her ear, which produced a shiver up her back that was unwanted and unnerved Annabell.

"My skin…Want to see?" He snickered in her ear. Loki pulled his head and hand back, to watch the irritated Annabell.

"No, thank you." Annabell huffed and stepped around him. "Why are you so rude?"

"Is this to be a night of questions?" Loki questioned back. Annabell looked over her shoulder at the man. He stood still and for the first time that weekend, he seemed genuinely approachable. He smirked, but his face was soft and he looked right at her. Annabell wanted to know about his brother, what he said, and what happened. The blond rushed from the house and Loki did not leave his room the whole day. She left him dinner on the table for an hour but he did not emerge.

This was the first time she had seen him since yesterday at lunch. She didn't want to push it, he had been visited by his brother, from what she had heard, they weren't exactly close. But, she now had a chance to know what happened. SHIELD related or not.

"If you want to answer questions, I will answer them as well…" Annabell spoke lightly, "But could we sit in any other room than this… it's uncomfortably close to my father's room."

"My chambers should suffice, come Annabell Marson."

"Annabell! For the hundredth time, it's just ANNABELL!" She hissed, but nonetheless, followed Loki from the storage, moon room towards Loki's forest domain. Her feet slid across the light hard wood. Loki moved to the closet and Annabell plopped on his bed. It was ruffled and unmade from the other day. As Annabell ran her hand over the soft, forest green comforter, Loki stripped of his slacks and shirt. He wore his under-garments and the under-shirt George Marson had bought for him. As he returned, Annabell looked to his floor then to him.

"You can start, seeing as you didn't answer my rude question." Annabell quipped.

"I am not rude, just merely blunt. Get used to it Annabell Marson." Loki teased; he enjoyed the look of irritation on her face. He could call her by just her first name but it irritated her more to call her by her full name. "Why do you enjoy being beaten senseless by miniature demons every day?"

Annabell broke into a mad laughter. Loki was taken aback as she lay on his bed, her laughter hard and almost infectious. He bit his cheeks to keep from laughter himself. Annabell wiped the tears from her face as she turned her head on the bed to watch Loki clamber into the bed next to her. He sat on the pillows near his oak head-board. Annabell pushed up on her elbows and swiveled the best she could on the comforter to face him, a giggle continued to pass through her lips.

"Why don't you tell me how you really feel about kids?" Annabell chuckled. Loki scoffed before he gave her a look to answer seriously. With a giant grin, Annabell threw her hands in the air. "I don't know why I like it. Some days I wonder why I even chose this profession and if it's too late. But then I think how much I enjoy it and tell myself to suck it up. These monsters you fear are life-savers. They're always honest, loving, kind when they want to be, they understand pain literally and know how to cheer someone up if they're hurt. It's their specialty. I just… remember waking up and thinking that all I ever wanted was to teach little kids and the most unfortunate. That's just how I am, and what I like doing."

Loki cocked a brow at Annabell who cocked one back. When she rolled her eyes and broke the eye contact he instantly smirked and clasped his hands behind his neck.

"Your turn…"

"A quiz on your favorite subject…" Annabell snipped at him but Loki just grinned and beckoned Annabell to ask away with just his eyebrows. Pursed lips and a glare aimed at him, Annabell thought of something she wanted to know. "What did Thor say to you, or ask of you?"

"What took you so long to ask?" Loki sneered.

"Sorry, I thought you'd be in pain… seeing your brother who dropped you off here without even a goodbye. I don't know about you, but I would be upset!" Annabell defended. Loki rolled his eyes and extended his legs out in front of him. "And do you always sit like a woman looking for sex?"

Loki instantly looked to her then his spread legs with a frown. "Are you calling me a whore?" He huffed. Annabell lit up with laughter as Loki shifted uncomfortably before resettling as he had before. It didn't bother Annabell in the least; she just noticed he always sat that way. His long legs spread out, as if he offered himself up all the time.

"No, but you're sitting like one!" She laughed at the pout on Loki's face.

"Well, which one, why I sit like a tart or what Thor spoke to me about?" He scowled at Annabell. She looked at him with a look that made him break out into a grin. For some reason, he began to chuckle which brought laughter from Annabell as well. He felt mad for the laughter, but her face and the banter between them erupted in humor that bubbled in his stomach. He barely clutched his stomach before they both fell to their sides.

Loki couldn't stop the laughter. Annabell continued to laugh hard, her bladder threatened to explode as she tried to look away from Loki. However, the moment she tried to move, the laughter doubled. Just one look to Loki made her sputter into more laughter.

"Why…do… you…sit… like a… prostitute?" She laughed and gasped at the same moment.

"Because, it makes me feel pretty!" Loki lied before he curled up into more laughter. Annabell slapped at the covers before she clutched them and laughed hard into the forest green and tree decorated fluff that Loki slept under. Loki clutched his stomach hard as he gasped for air. "I don't know why I sit as I do. I just always have! Do you ever question your unusual daily habits?" He muttered as much as he could before he laughed harder at her face.

Annabell struck a daring glare at him.

"I have NO unusual daily habits, Thank you very much!" She scowled.

"What about that bathing ritual-" Annabell cut off the dark haired man who only laughed harder when she exploded.

"IT'S NOT A RITUAL! I just have…specific tastes in a bath, and besides… why were you watching?" Loki stopped and looked at Annabell suspiciously. Annabell stuck her tongue out at Loki before she buried her face in the comforters. Silence ate at the two of them for a moment as Loki watched the pale skin on Annabell turn pink with embarrassment.

"…but it is an unusual daily habit." Loki stated.

"I'm… going… to kill you in your sleep!" Annabell proclaimed with her face still planted firmly in the blanket. Loki wanted to laugh but the way she said it and continued to keep her face in the blanket made Loki slightly uneasy.

"Really?" he blurted, his eyes searched her form. Slowly, Annabell looked up from the sheets and eyed Loki back. Annabell slowly grinned.

"You'll never know, huh?"

Loki eyed her as she grinned before a smirk crawled on his face and he laid on his bed with eyes still plastered to her.

"You…are psychotic…" Loki blurted out with amazement. It shook him when he thought about the word, amazement. He, Loki of Asgard, Laufeyson, was amazed by a mere mortal. Annabell broke out into light laughter as she looked to the blanket and a soft blush broke out. She questioned her blush, but she looked to Loki who just stared at her blatantly.

"I try," Annabell chuckled.

"You do succeed in being… absolutely, intriguingly, psychotic!"

~X.X~

"Annabell? ANNABELL WHERE IN THE DEVIL ARE YOU?"

"SHIT!" Annabell shot forward and tumbled to the harsh, dark oak, wood floor. A blink brought the fuzziness from her eyes as her hands worked before her brain did. She crawled her short form under the bed and held her breath as the door to the room slammed open.

"LOKI!" Annabell swallowed the shakes and shivers that almost told her she was busted. Annabell and Loki laughed and talked the whole night. They joked about the others, discussed the classroom, and even talked of family. Loki confessed Thor asked him to help SHIELD, and Annabell confessed that Rose joined SHIELD only to die in one of their missions. She died in the attack on New York, and that's all she knew. Loki changed the subject, he blamed that he did not like to linger on angry or sad thoughts, but she knew he looked hurt.

His brother actually bribed him with freedom to take the mission. Annabell couldn't believe Thor's gule. Loki wasn't exactly a good guy, he confessed to the murder of a few people in his trip for power, but, so did her father. Not everyone's hands were clean of blood. That didn't mean that Loki didn't deserve someone to treat him fairly, truly fair.

"Have you seen my Annabell? She's got to get breakfast made…" George Marson called into the room.

"I have not, I'm not Annabell Marson's Keeper, it's quite the opposite, but I will dress and help you locate her." Loki grumbled. Annabell snickered under the bed as she peered under the skirt of the bed at her father who huffed impatiently and turned around.

"No, just…get moving, it's Monday… I'll be in my basement."

With that, George Marson nearly slammed the door and his footsteps were heard from the hall all the way to the basement. After the unhappy father slammed the basement door, a slender hand shot under the bed and snatched Annabell's arm.

"How childish are you?" Annabell peered up at Loki who stood, ruffled and sleepy-eyed, but looked at her with question. A sheepish grin graced her face as Annabell stood up and detached Loki from her arm. He ran a hand through his knotted hair with a yawn as Annabell looked around the room. Evidence of their night was not present, other than the Annabell sized curled up blankets and hole in the bed. However, Loki had been strewn across the bed.

"It's not exactly a measurable trait… besides, if father had seen me in your bed, let alone our innocent positions, he wouldn't have left so easy." She smiled. Loki cocked a brow at Annabell then nodded in acceptance. "You're much easier to talk to when you're tired."

"Just wait till I've awaken completely. Chaos will ensue." He grinned with another yawn before he turned to the closet. "I'm going to clean… unless you want to watch?" He called over his shoulder as his tall legs led him towards the hallway door.

"No way, I have my own unusual daily habit to go through!" Annabell called after him. She marched her and her fluffy blue slippers around and past him into the empty hall. One look on the clock told her she had to rush; Annabell had slept in 30 extra minutes.

"You're never going to let that be!" Loki groaned from the doorway.

"I'm a woman, Loki; I tend to never let things go!"

After a bath and a rushed movement to get dressed, Annabell cooked the best, almost out of time, breakfast she could. Her hair dried just as the bus rolled into the driveway, the dust of the old, beaten vehicle coated the air. As the children clambered out, they smiled and raced for Annabell and freedom of the grizzly bus driver.

"Thank you Mr. Harb!" Annabell waved with a grin but an internal shiver. The man growled his yellow toothed, skewed mouthed, growl and thundered the bus back out of the driveway.

"Has Mr. Harb always been so mean?" Little John asked with his dirty blond hair covering most of his face. Annabell brushed the locks from his face and winced at the last hic-cup of the bus.

"Yes…" She whispered. "We're not sure why…" Little John sighed, clearly not happy with this answer, and walked inside the wash and eat. Annabell took a moment to watch the gate at the top of the hill close before she followed her student back inside. As she entered, Annabell was rushed from the bathed students to breakfast where she joined in on the feast. Loki was no-where in sight.

Annabell pondered if she should go retrieve him. The children cleaned up their plates as Annabell took attendance. Her pen was at the bottom of the list as she thought more. If he would take the offer from his brother, to aid SHIELD, he would leave her. No more assistant, no second pair of eyes, it would just be her again. A mess of a person, someone who wept for her sister in the middle of the day and wondered if her father was a robot, that's who Annabell would become again. Not the woman who stayed up all night, not the woman who laughed and joked and smiled all night just with a talk.

"John Carlson?"

"Here!" The blond perked up.

"Gabrielle Fronter?"

"Here!" The girl that braided another's hair shouted.

"Miss Annabell?" Annabell grinned and looked to her students who chuckled.

"Here…" She whispered and checked herself.

"Mr. Loki?" Her mouth went dry; she hadn't meant to call his name. Now she had to look up and look for him. The room was silent as Annabell looked up.

"Here…"

Annabell jumped as the dark haired man stepped off the stairs and dodged a smaller boy. The small, black haired child from the week before, the one who Loki held the hand of, smiled and greeted Loki with a hand. Loki took the child's out-stretched hand without a thought and looked to Annabell who grinned.

"David, could you take Mr. Loki to the class room with those who are ready… I need to get the kitchen clean." The shy boy grinned and tugged for Loki to move. The man grumbled to himself but let the child lead him away, a horde of children followed them. A grin lasted on Annabell's lips as she watched.


Author's Notes: FLUFFY CHAPTER! WOOT! They needed it, plus I liked this idea.

I would like to thank ANGELnDEVIL for messaging me about updating. I was truly trying but I tried harder when I saw that! I'm sorry for the wait, hope the fluff chapter made it worth it.

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