Okay then. So, first off... WOW! Do you know how super duperly awesomely incredible it is that I have so many followers!? I'm like totes. Freaking. Out. This is cool. You're all cool. You all rock. KA-BOMB! Let's go for... 200 reviews, and um... 250 followers and near on 200 favorites. Cool? Cool.

Formal Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Settlers of Catan, We Didn't Playtest This Either, (as always) Harry Potter, Greek mythology, Invader Zim, or Peter Pan (Though I do own a condensed version of the book and a VHS copy of the Disney Movie). Also, some of this story was written or suggested by PlushChrome, my sister and the Tony to my Bruce (The Murdock to my Faceman, the Ferb to my Phineas, and pretty much five other fantastical dynamics).

Jo~

After playing a round of Trivial pursuit (that Bruce won), Tony decided that they should play Settlers of Catan and had Loki pull it out from under the couch. Natasha decided to play this round as well, and Belleview began geeking out even more than he already was.

The pizza arrived just as Kitty Loki won the game, and they broke into the food joyfully as they started in on a game of Ticket to Ride, which Belleview won.

Clint left with the excuse he had some paperwork to do (He had said it wasn't about Harry Potter, but rather Narcissa, and Tony had pointed out that than Thor would have to be Lucius and they both agreed that it didn't work with Janey in the mixture.), and Steve had taken off as well.

Thor had also left, and Jane herself followed, obviously aiming to have a heart-to-heart with the Thunderer about the nature of their relationship.

And after Bruce proclaimed that Natasha just had to try 'Luke' at chess, the other spy also left. After losing. Which Loki found very funny.

And then they played a few rounds of We Didn't Playtest This Either, which Tony won every time, and he noticed that Loki was yawning more and more frequently, blinking sleepily.

Belleview noticed as well, and actually picked Loki up and placed him on his lap so that he could sleep. To Tony's surprise, Loki simply curled up and did just that, and they finished out the game with Tony playing for Loki. And unsurprisingly, Loki lost.

"Tony," Bruce said seriously as he put away the cards. "Can I talk to you? Alone?"

Tony glanced at Belleview, who was absently petting Loki and looking like he was about to drop off himself, and nodded. He followed Bruce out of the room and then grinned at him. "What is it?" He asked.

"You were right," Bruce started right off the bat.

"I usually am," Tony responded. "...About what?"

"Loki," Bruce told him. "He is different now. There's something off about this whole thing, but I just can't put my finger on it."

"Yeah, well," Tony said with a shrug. "I've definitely got my suspicions, but nothing that would stand up in court. What makes you think he's different?"

"He just... is," Bruce said. "He's not crazy anymore. I mean, you used to be able to practically smell it on him. I said so myself. And now he's hesitant and polite, and it was like he was actually making an effort with me earlier. He even answered some of the questions I had without my forcing him to."

"Yeah, well, asking nicely makes a big difference," Tony found himself saying. "When you're forced to do something, it's not near as fun. Didn't you see Ella Enchanted?"

"... No, I think I missed that one," Bruce said.

"Ooh, bummer," Tony winced sympathetically. "Not the best movie, but it was cute." When Bruce gave him a look, he backtracked. "Yeah, Pep wanted to see it, and it was like, on TV, and I was really bored. I thought it looked stupid, but-"

"Tony," Bruce interrupted.

"Right, Loki," Tony said, getting back to the main point. "I told you so. Question: Did he say anything about the Chitauri? When you asked him these questions?"

"I don't think so," Bruce said with a frown. "We mostly talked about... starving, and stuff. Why?"

"No reason," Tony said flippantly. "So you talked about starving. That's fun. Should I get more protein shakes?"

"A lot more," Bruce said, looking a bit green. "A lot, lot more. Tony, he said earlier that he hadn't eaten in six days? Before that, a year. Except, of course, for when he was given the occasional bit of poisoned food."

Tony froze. "...Yeah," He said after a brief moment. "A lot more protein shakes. That just makes me more certain."

"He wasn't..." Bruce hesitated, biting his lip. "We got some stuff wrong, didn't we?" He finished. "Because it just doesn't make sense. Things don't add up."

"Don't feel too bad, Brucey," Tony said, putting a hand on Bruce's shoulder. "Everybody gets stuff wrong sometimes."

"I'll take that as a yes," Bruce said, looking sorrowful anyway. "Do you think we should tell the others?"

Tony considered that. On one hand, they might need to know. And Loki was obviously having a hard time getting along with people, especially with Clint and Natasha, and the news that he hadn't really attempted to decimate their home might help smooth things over. However, on the other hand, this was Loki's personal business to share or not share as he deemed worthy. Great. Now he was even thinking in Loki's grammatical style.

"Nah," Tony decided. "It's his business. Plus, I'm getting this horrible mental picture of Thor and Steve being all self-righteous and sympathetic and forcing Loki to take medical exams and talk to them. Not exactly what a torture victim wants to go through."

"Yeah," Bruce said with a thoughtful nod. "Whereas I'm seeing a fight or flight mentality where we either lose a floor of this tower, or our new cat. And Belleview and Miss Foster would no doubt come to the conclusion that Luke is in fact Loki, especially if Thor breaks out the whole 'you should've told me, brother' thing."

"So yeah, not telling anyone yet," Tony said.

"... Why exactly is he Luke Skywalker?" Bruce asked, changing the pace of the conversation.

"Really?" Tony said, raising an eyebrow. "You mean you don't know?"

"Tony, I'll never know unless you tell me," Bruce pointed out with a small smile.

"Fine, ugh," Tony said, rolling his eyes. "Luke is supposedly originated from Loki."

"Well, I figured that much," Bruce said. "But I'm guessing you didn't just stick the Skywalker on because it's a cultural icon."

"No, but that did help," Tony told him. "Made Fury less suspicious. Or, it was supposed to, I really don't know how much he knows at this point. Skywalker, is actually one of Loki's many titles in Norse mythology."

"That's interesting," Bruce said. "How do you know that?"

"I happen to read, Bruce," Tony informed him. "And anyway, who wouldn't brush up on mythology after the whole New York debacle? I'm still waiting for Zeus to drop out of the sky. Probably with some problem involving his evil brother Hades."

"Misunderstood brother?" Bruce suggested.

"Nope, still evil," Tony decided. "I don't think I can handle two."

"And two Thors are easier?" Bruce asked.

"Don't get your mythology mixed up, Bruce," Tony said. "Zeus is not Thor."

Bruce blinked at him for a second before shaking his head. "... I really don't get you sometimes, Tony," He said.

Thor was tired as he entered the kitchen. He had spent half the night trying to convince Jane that there was nothing between him and Sif, and the other half tossing and turning in his bed, worrying about Jane. And his friends. And Loki.

He couldn't help but get the feeling that Amora was more of a threat than the others thought she was. She had almost managed to make him attack his SHIELD brothers, and would've if it hadn't been for Anthony's quick thinking and love for his Lady Potts.

Which made his confusion over the whole Jane/Sif thing even greater.

Thor walked into the kitchen, spotting Agent Belleview standing near the counter and pouring himself some cereal, and Loki, still in his cat form, pacing back and forth on the countertop.

"Ah," Thor said to Loki, still wrapped up in his thoughts. "Good morning." He almost added 'brother' and indeed had been opening his mouth to say it, but caught himself just in time.

Loki glanced up at him and mewed in a greeting of his own before going back to his pacing.

Thor beamed.

Belleview looked between Thor and the cat in amusement. "I still can't get over this," He said with a laugh. "It's like he knows what we're saying to him. Does he know what we're saying to him?"

Thor hesitated and looked at Loki, who rolled his eyes before turning to Belleview and supplying a nod.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Belleview said thoughtfully. "I wonder how that happened. Anyway. I've got some tuna, if you want some."

He placed an open can on the floor and Loki stretched and jumped off of the counter, just in time for Tony to walk into the room sleepily, muttering about getting coffee.

Before Belleview could warn him about the cat right in front of him, Tony actually tripped over Loki and was sent sprawling to the floor. Loki hissed, apparently startled as well, and shot toward Thor, climbing up him and gazing at Stark with his fur standing on end.

"Gah," Tony said grumpily, standing up slowly. "Luke, seriously, don't exist before I've had my coffee."

"It was your fault," Belleview noted absently, turning back to his own coffee. "Any pet owner knows not to blame the pet."

"Are you alright?" Thor asked Loki, before he could stop himself. He winced as he realized what had just happened, and Loki jumped off of him quickly before transforming back into himself, glaring at Thor.

Belleview took a step back and his mouth fell open in shock and Tony put a hand over his own mouth.

"Relatively," Loki spat angrily. "I was a little startled and I think Stark twisted my wrist when he fell on top of me, but it is already mending so it matters little. Thank you, Brother, for inquiring. It was so worth my impending capture and possible torture."

"Loki, what a surprise," Tony said, putting a hand over his heart in fake surprise. "Long time no see! What brings you to – Forget that. Belay that. We're not quizzing you or anything. Why can't a man drop in on his... Don't answer that either."

"Shut up, Stark," Loki said distractedly, eyes fixed on Belleview, who was staring at Loki in shock. "Oh look at that. I think we broke him. How regretful. I liked him."

"Hear that, Belleview?" Tony said, patting Belleview's shoulder with a serious look. "That right there is a privilege. Nobody gets in Reindeer Games' good graces. He doesn't like anyone besides Thor."

"What about Agent Romanoff?" Belleview asked, looking only a little confused.

"He's got you there, Stark," Loki said with a thoughtful nod. "I am particularly fond of her, as it were. And Banner is not wholly incompetent either, for a mortal."

"Agent Belleview," Thor said worriedly. "Are you quite alright?"

Belleview nodded rapidly and swallowed. "Yeah," He said with a light laugh. "Yeah, fine. It's just... That's what was with the cat. Uh, I'm guessing that Director Fury doesn't know about this."

"You guessed right," Tony informed him. "And we're not planning on telling him anytime soon, either. So... We might have to tie you up or... or something like that. Unless Lokes knows how to, uh, Obliviate you."

"Obliviate?" Loki repeated, frowning in confusion.

"It's a spell," Tony told him. "Wipes peoples memories and such. Not surprised that you haven't heard of it because it's like, super complicated. I mean, teen wizards can do it, but... Still, don't beat yourself up."

"Stark, there are four memory spells in the Asgardian collection," Loki said, frowning. "Five in Alfheim's collection, two in Svartalheim, three in Jotunheim, six in the tomes of Nornheim, and four in Hela's libraries. And I happen to know all of them. The only one that I do not know-"

"Is lost in the wild planes of Nifilheim," Thor finished, having heard of this particular spell many times. "Under the well Hvergelmir and across the Yawning Void, in the caverns of legend where Night abodes. There, it is lost in the rumored libraries of the past kings of Niflheim where it and the other ancient tomes, probably all written in the runes of old from near the beginning of Yggdrasil, are said to be held, having such power and containing such secrets that the Norns had hidden them away until such a time that Ragnarok approaches and the worlds end."

Everyone blinked at him for a second.

"...Then it could just be that one," Tony said after a moment. "Dumbledore could've fished it up. I'm pretty sure he took Ancient Runes when he was in school."

"No," Thor said. "Because it is still not called Obliviate. The name of this particular spell has lived through the eons, along with a few others. It is called Enn Mistur Hjörtu, but it still cannot be done without knowing a series of complicated steps of meditation and several bursts of pure, undiluted magic. Because of this, it is near on impossible for a mage to accomplish this spell even if he knows the incantation, because it is very exhausting to create such wild magic and then reign it back in, all while meditating on something you do not even know."

"...Okay then," Tony said, nodding slightly. "Your freakish knowledge of that spell is duly noted. We're not Obliviating Belleview, just Enn Mistur Hjörtuing him."

"Oh good, I was worried," Belleview said calmly.

"How in Valhalla do you know that, Thor?" Loki asked, staring at Thor as if he'd grown a second head or something.

Thor shifted nervously. "You... Well, you did talk about it often, Loki," He pointed out. "And with the several experiments that you did on it that... did not exactly end well... I suppose it simply stuck with me."

"Yes, but..." Loki trailed off, frowning. "... But you never..."

"I'm impressed," Tony cut in, raising an eyebrow. "That you actually paid attention at some point. You don't seem the 'overly-attentive-brother' type."

"He blew up his room four times," Thor informed him. "And a whole forest another time. Not to mention, pushing himself to near death all of eight or nine times trying to perform the spell. And he would spend days on end holed up in the library with those books, trying to figure it out. I couldn't get him to go hunting with me for weeks."

"Sorry, but... why exactly is he here?" Belleview interrupted. "Because we never really covered that point."

"Right you are, Belleview," Tony said, snapping his fingers. "So basically, Loki here got cursed by Thor's fangirl and he's staying here to stay away from her and the hostile forces of a not-so-Utopian society. But don't worry, he's not gonna try to take over the world or anything. Isn't that right, Lokes?"

"I have told you three or four times now, Stark," Loki said, still seeming oddly disarmed. "I have no intention of harming you, the people of Midgard, or the planet itself either." And then, as an after thought. "And don't call me Lokes."

"No can do, buddy," Tony said, waving an uncaring hand and pouring himself some coffee. "I nickname all my friends."

"You nickname all your what?!" Loki demanded, his eyes widening.

"Uh, yeah," Tony rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. "I nickname everyone. Um, Brucey, Cap, Natashalie, J, and Janey, Pirate Pete... Yeah, pretty much everyone. Except, I don't have a common nickname for Thor." He turned to Thor contemplatively. "I suppose I did call you Point Break once, but... Hmm."

"Everyone," Loki repeated with a nod, tugging at his hair again.

"What is it?" Thor asked him without thinking.

"He called me his friend," Loki said, blushing red and glaring at Thor. "And it threw me for a brief moment, but he gives names to everyone, not just his friends, so it was nothing. Stop asking questions."

"Apologies, Brother," Thor said with a small wince. "I cannot ever seem to remember and adjust my wordings."

"Yes, I noticed," Loki said shortly.

"So anyway," Tony said as he poured coffee into another mug. "We're not gonna like, have any problems with Lokes being here, are we?" He turned to Belleview as he passed the mug to Loki without a glance. "Because we probably have some duck tape down stairs."

"Well, you guys know what you're doing," Belleview said thoughtfully. "And um, Loki seems kind of..."

"Different?" Tony supplied. "Calmer? Sane?"

"All of the above," Belleview decided. "And he's... cooperating. So that's good. Not telling Fury and... I don't really have to be tied up, do I?"

"Well, we could always make use of the cellar," Loki commented thoughtfully, sipping at his coffee before looking up. "Ah, yes, I almost forgot. Thank you for the drink, Stark."

Tony looked slightly taken aback. "Er, sure," He said, shrugging his shoulders. "It's not a problem. JARVIS just puts it on every morning."

"... That was a joke, right?" Belleview asked Tony, who winked and went back to his coffee

"Thank you very much, Sir JARVIS," Loki said, ignoring the others and addressing the ceiling.

"Just JARVIS, if it pleases you, Sir Loki," JARVIS responded. He sounded pleased. "And it is no trouble at all."

"Pepper and JARVIS?" Tony said with a frown, turning to Loki again. "You gotta stop stealing my friends, Lokes."

"Oh, that reminds me," JARVIS said smoothly. "Doctor Banner would like to know if Sir Loki has eaten breakfast yet."

"Brucey too?!" Tony snapped in mock anger. "Seriously, Horns?!"

"It's hardly my fault," Loki said, though it looked like he was fighting back a smile. "Just because they... Perhaps they just..." He huffed in annoyance and crossed his arms. It was funny how close he was to pouting. The expression was so adorable that Thor had to fight back a smile, and he saw that Stark was doing the same.

"Er... Gonna finish that sentence?" Belleview asked, looking confused.

"Unless I find a proper rephrase, I cannot," Loki told him. "So that would be a no, considering I cannot rightly say that they appreciate quality because I... do not have much quality, and I cannot say that they might just like me more than Stark either, because I know that they all love Stark dearly, and-"

Tony choked a bit on his coffee. "They what now?!" He spluttered.

"Love you dearly," Loki said matter-of-factly.

"And you have plenty of good qualities, brother," Thor told him, still focusing on his prior statement.

"That's hilarious, Thor," Loki said, grinning a bit. "You could entertain kings with jokes like that."

"I am being serious," Thor told him with a frown. "You just refuse to see that you still maintain goodness."

"I'm lost," Belleview said hopelessly. "What's going on?"

"That's a rather long story," Loki sighed. "Do you want the abridged version, or do you want to go into the Jotun war, childhood, and the Bifrost? Not to mention, the Chitauri, the scepter, New York..."

"What?" Belleview said blankly.

"I said, do you want the abridged version or do you want to go into the Jotun war, childhood, and the Bifrost," Loki repeated, rolling his eyes. "And then I said, not to mention the-"

"No, I know," Belleview interrupted. "I meant-"

"Stop asking questions," Tony said with a small sigh. "That's rule one around here, no asking questions."

"Any particular reason or are you just like the Dursley's or something?" Belleview asked blankly.

"You know, I'm with you, Loki," Tony said thoughtfully. "I like him."

"My brother is cursed," Thor told Belleview. "For his crimes against Midgard, my father dictated that a spell should be placed on Loki that stripped him of his ability to lie."

"And I was good at it, too," Loki chimed in, pouring himself another cup of coffee.

"Yes, well, that was part of the problem," Thor snapped. "Keep quiet and let me finish." He turned back to Belleview. "The sorceress who placed the spell on him, a girl named Amora, thought to misuse this spell and attacked him, trying to get information. Because of the danger that she posed to Loki, and the others less than admirable attitude towards him, I thought it best that we left Asgard."

"And you came here," Belleview nodded before turning to Loki. "Sorry for all the questions earlier."

"It hardly matters," Loki said with a small sigh before frowning. "Well, in a way it matters, because I don't necessarily like getting forced into things, especially as there are many answers that I have not wished to give and secrets that I have tried to keep for eons that are being revealed without my consent. But, on the other hand, there are much worse punishments than losing the ability to lie. Much worse pain that could've been inflicted on me and..." He tilted his head to the side contemplatively. "And I suppose I am not as humiliated as I could be either, all things considered. So all in all, I suppose it should not really affect me the way it does, but it still serves to frustrate me and make me vulnerable, yet it is not overly cruel. So... it does not matter as much as it could? It matters more than it should?"

"It matters, but you'll live?" Tony suggested with an eyebrow raise.

"I suppose that explains it properly," Loki said with a nod. "So do not worry yourself over it, Belleview. As much as I wish for the opposite, life continues."

Thor really wished he'd stop saying that sort of thing.

"Er... okay, that makes sense," Belleview said blankly. "Then... I guess I'm sorry that it's harder than it should be and that it matters, even though you'll live."

Loki frowned slightly. "You do realize that you're apologizing for something that you had next to nothing to do with, right?" He inquired curiously.

"Yeah, I mean," Belleview shrugged. "I can still feel bad for you, regardless of whether or not I had anything to do with it. I bet Thor feels sorry for you, and I'm guessing he didn't have much to do with it."

Thor grimaced as Loki threw him a look. "Actually," He said. "I suppose that, in part, it is my fault. However, it is his punishment, and the Allfather's judgment is not to be questioned. Loki could break the spell if he would just be open and stop hiding behind fronts."

"That's easy for you to say, Thor," Tony remarked, looking bored. "You don't have secrets. You don't have any reason to keep secrets, either. Imagine it like this, people are invading a town continuously and burning the buildings inside. Fighting them doesn't work, so what do you do?"

"You build a wall," Thor said, frowning a little. "What does this have to do with-"

"That's right, you build a wall," Tony interrupted. "You spend years building this wall to keep this city protected, and you keep working on it until it's perfect and defended and practically indestructible. How safe do the people in that town feel?"

"I would imagine very safe," Thor said. "But-"

"So then," Tony continued. "Someone comes along, and breaks this big wall that keeps the town safe. He destroys it, leaving this town defenseless against everyone who wants to hurt them. All the people that burnt those houses and invaded those homes before can now get in easily, and do whatever they want because you still can't fight them off."

"Well, yes," Thor agreed. "Unless you build another wall."

"I can't build another wall, Thor," Loki cut in with a growl. "Because Odin took all of my building materials!"

"This just got intense," Belleview commented. "Isn't Odin his dad?"

"He is not my father," Loki snapped.

"Loki," Thor sighed warily, putting his forehead in his hand. "I simply do not understand you."

"Seriously?" Belleview asked, looking at Thor in confusion. "You don't get it?"

"Thor's not really the, uh, getting type," Tony told him.

"I try to get things," Thor protested, frowning at the inventor. "I really do. But no one will explain it to me!"

"News flash," Tony said dryly. "I did just explain something to you. You just didn't really see... the significance of it, so, uh, yeah. That's a thing."

"Let's just... cease speaking of it," Loki said shortly, his hands wrapped around his coffee mug so tightly that his knuckles were white. "I don't want another scene."

"Talking about things helps," Belleview said with a considering look.

"You're almost as amusing as Thor, Belleview," Loki laughed.

Before Thor could say that Loki was being ridiculous and unhelpful, the room was suddenly bathed in red, blinking lighting.

"Oh great," Tony said with a groan.

"Code Magenta, Sir," JARVIS's voice chimed.

"Zim?" Tony asked with a frown.

"It would appear so," JARVIS said.

"Stark, what is-" Loki started, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Let me guess," Tony said without taking notice of Loki. "Tinker Bell showed up?"

"No sir," JARVIS sighed. "But I believe she may have sent the Lost Boys. I would suggest that you remove them before they murder Wendy."

"Would that make Thor Peter Pan?" Tony remarked to himself thoughtfully. "Then where would Ziva fit in? Tiger Lily, perhaps, though she does stave off the alter with a hatchet..."

"That's the book," Belleview said, looking just as confused as Thor felt.

"Would you kindly explain what is happening?" Loki huffed.

"Invaders in the tower, my friend," Tony commented. "Sent by your bro's crazy fan, most likely, and definitely aliens."

NEXT CHAPTER! There will be some Jane. I will introduce Skurge (Amora's muscly boyfriend). And also, the Hulk comes out! So, look forward to that. Follow, favorite, and review... And, call me when you get back. I enjoy our visits.

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