"You know we're so going to die for this."
"We are not. This is the execution of your Glorious Purpose."
"With the emphasis on 'execution'."
Lori was all dressed up, wearing the green dress and a pair of kitten heels that used to belong to her mother, and her red curls were flowing freely over her shoulders. Standing in front of the mirror she looked at Loki, who stared pensively at her. He rolled his eyes at her comment.
"Don't be silly, mortal."
"You're not the one who is about to get beaten up, Puny."
"On the contrary, I will be the one to do the beating this time."
"Urgh. Can't you borrow me your helmet or something? For protection, I mean."
Loki seriously considered the possibility… But it would cost him a lot of effort to conjure his helmet for Lori with the little bit of magic he had access to, not to mention how bizarre it would look.
"No. But… I can borrow you this. Close your eyes."
Loki concentrated, his brow furrowed in exertion. Suddenly Lori felt something around her neck. When she opened her eyes again she was wearing a thin silk scarf in beige, gold and green. Her mouth dropped open.
"Oh my… That's so beautiful!"
"Consider it a token for good luck. I wore that one when I… err…"
Remembering the circumstances, Loki wasn't so sure anymore the scarf would bring good luck…
"Do I want to know?"
"It involved kneeling people and a stolen eyeball."
"I wouldn't have expected any less from you."
Lori gave him her brightest smile. Loki nodded.
"Well then… To battle!"
(Pagebreak)
They exited the house and passed by an adolescent woman with huge glasses and a whole bunch of dogs on leashes.
"Hi Celia!"
"Oh hi Lori, going to school?"
"Yeah!"
"You sound happy!"
"I am! Today is going to be a great day!"
They had almost passed the young woman, when Lori noticed the large plastic bag Celia was holding.
"Celia, shall I put that in the trash for you?"
"Would you do that? You're such a darling!"
"Always eager to help!"
The young dog walker handed Lori a bag, which was most likely filled with the excrements of the dogs. Loki asked under his breath.
"What on earth do you want a bag full of dog shit for?"
"You can make stuff invisible, no?"
"Yeah…"
"Can you make it float too?"
"Yeah…"
"Well then?"
Loki understood Lori's plan and grinned in approval.
"Very devious… You learn fast, my little poison-tongue…"
Later in school they didn't waste any time. Before the first lesson they sneaked into the classroom. Usually people dumped their belongings in class before lessons started, so no one was surprised when she entered. Lori emptied little poop-bags on strategic chairs, and Loki then proceeded to make them invisible, un-smell-able and floating. He even added a special touch of sliminess to them, for an extra special effect. Next she pointed her attention to the snakeskin handbag that served as Liz Harrison's schoolbag.
"So what do you need?"
"Scissors."
She went through the bag for the girl's pen pocket. She then took out the scissors, looking uncomfortably at the door and the clock that hung above it.
"How much time do you need?"
"Just a minute. I know this spell like the back of my hand…"
Loki took control, grinned at the scissors, and grabbed the needle he had taken with him especially for this purpose. With a few elegant movements he scratched a series of runes into the metal of the scissors. A moment they seemed to glow green, then the glow disappeared, as did the runes.
"Done."
The next moment the bell rang.
"Just in time! Put it back, now!"
Quickly Loki stuck everything back in place. He had just gotten up from his crouched position on the floor when everyone entered. The girls stared at him as if he was an alien. Which, technically, was the case, but they couldn't know that.
"Look at that, Carrot Top has lady bits!"
There was vicious giggling, but Loki just smiled at them. That of course made the girls suspicious.
"You know what happened last time, carrot. Fool with us, and you're carrot puree."
With his most innocent voice Loki said.
"I wouldn't dream of it, Liz."
"I may hope so."
The tall girl swept her long brown tresses out of her face and haughtily grabbed her bag from the back of the class. Loki heard how her friends asked.
"How is she not black and blue? I thought you said Francis beat her ass?"
"Don't worry, he can do that number over again if she gives us trouble."
He smirked. Oh, if only they knew…
The lesson started without any problem, nothing strange or awkward happened, and the only disturbance was a ball of paper someone threw at Lori's head. Lori smiled, but fuddled with Loki's scarf in nervousness… It started when Liz reached into her pen pocket for a coloured marker. Her fingers touched the cold metal of her scissors, and suddenly a strange shiver went through her. First it was just her fingers, itching and trembling, but then it moved up to her arms, and before she knew it she had no control over her upper extremities anymore. Her hands reached for the pair of scissors with a creepy resoluteness. Liz screamed.
"M-My hands! Help!"
Everyone turned at her, and much to Lori and Loki's satisfaction many people already reached for their smart phones, eager to catch every bit of possible humiliation on camera. The teacher looked annoyed at the disturbance, but then realized the terror in Liz' eyes was real, as she seemingly couldn't stop her hand from reaching for her hair. She cried and screamed, but nothing could stop it from happening. With a definite snap the first lock of long chestnut brown hair fell to the floor. Most peculiar was that the remaining bit of hair wasn't brown anymore, but a strange pepper-and-salt colour, and curled like an old lady's perm.
"AAAH! MAKE IT STOP!"
The teacher was panicking, trying to hold Liz' hands away from her head, but the cutting couldn't be stopped. In front of everyone lock after lock of her gorgeous hair fell and was replaced with the ugliest type of haircut one can imagine. The teacher called out to another student to go look for help, but everyone was too entranced by the spectacle to adhere to the command. At long last there was no chestnut hair left on Liz Harrison's head, only haphazardly cut greyish-brown curls. The girl was lying facedown on her bench, crying like a baby. A moment everything as silent safe for the sobbing of Liz and the clicking of cell phone cameras... Then the teacher yelled.
"Put those darn things away!"
And as if that was a sign, suddenly more than half the class suddenly got drenched in stinking brown goo that appeared out of nowhere.
In the screaming, Loki sneaked away making sure no poop would stain the dress. Even if that made him more suspicious, he knew there was no way to prove he or Lori had anything to do with it all…
In the old teacher's toilet, Lori high-fived with the mirror…
"THAT was AWESOME LOKI!"
"I know, I know. The perks of being a god and all that."`
"I LOVE YOU!"
"Wait… what?"
"You gave me the best day EVER! How could I not love you?"
"The day isn't over yet."
"Please don't remind me of all the broken bones I'm about to get. I would rather enjoy our victory for the time being."
"Sure."
"WAAAH! I still can't believe WE DID IT!"
Loki's whole being was tense with excitement and… could that be… happiness? The spell he had put on Liz' pair of scissors had been one of the few options he had pondered over when looking for retribution on Sif… He hadn't used it back then, but he never forgot a spell once he learned it… And it had been worth it. Absolutely, completely worth it… It had been a long time since he had last felt this absolutely victorious…
"I want to bet that by the time we're home, Liz' makeover will have gone totally viral on YouTube!"
"I do not understand that phrase, I'm afraid. What is this YouTube?"
"Think of it as a platform for public humiliation, but with the world as your audience…"
"I start to like Midgard more and more…"
"If I'm a reference, Midgard likes you too Loki!"
(Pagebreak)
"The Haircut" and the "Poop Rain" were THE hot topics of the day, and most likely they would remain hot for the coming weeks. Most of the class had been sent home, because barely anyone had been spared of dog poop, and for the few people who had "survived" it the teachers didn't think it worth to give classes for. Therefor the class spent the rest of the day in the study. Lori noticed many people were whispering and pointing at her.
"…witch…"
"… sick shit she did…"
"… say she's crazy…"
"… mutant powers…"
It made her smile.
"Loki, don't you mind I'm taking credit for your efforts?"
"They were your efforts as well. Plus, this is an extra reward. After this, no one will even dare to look at you the wrong way for fear you'll curse them."
"I have no idea how I can thank you…"
Loki felt he mentally blushed.
"You know well enough you already have."
The day passed, and then came the much-dreaded walk home.
"Loki?"
"Don't worry. I've got this covered…"
The alley was still the same as it always had been, narrow, dark and full of uncouth promises… But Loki was in control and he smiled his most evil grin of anticipation when he caught the silhouettes of Francis Hennessey and his friends.
"Hi there boys."
"Liz already said you were going to be trouble. You're going to pay, bitch."
Loki just smiled.
"Do you really want to fight me? For all you know I might curse you…"
Francis pushed him against a wall, as he had done the first time with Lori…
"You've got a big mouth all of a sudden, fatty… I don't know what you did in that classroom, but I don't believe in curses and shit like that. You're just another little emo that needs a lesson."
Loki's smile widened to the demonic proportions that had scared even Thor back during the invasion.
"It seems to me that it's you, Mr Hennessey, who requires a lesson."
Effortlessly Loki freed himself from the boy's grip.
"Luckily I'm known to be an excellent teacher."
Immediately the other two came to help their friend, but Loki was faster. With an elegant and extremely powerful kick of his foot he made the first attacker double over with his hands in his cross, all while holding Francis in a stranglehold. He then pushed the blonde against a wall.
"Okay. Lets play this honest, shall we?"
The comment drew a chuckle from his lips, much to the terror of Francis. Loki then let him go. Immediately the three guys charged into attack again. Effortlessly, Loki fought them off. Lori's body wasn't used to fighting like this, and he was sure she would be awfully stiff tomorrow, but it would be worth it. He would make it worthwhile…
Kicking, punching and beating, Loki managed to rid himself of the two accomplices, who both went running for their lives after their share of hits… Francis however was a different case. Grunting he got up from the ground after being beaten, grabbing hold of a wooden stick that lay around between the trashes. He held it like a baseball bat and looked at Loki with an almost animal rage in his eyes.
"You are so going to die, fatass…"
"You're clearly not the brightest student of the class today…"
Francis tried to hit with the stick, and Loki simply hit it right in the air with more strength, shattering the thing in the boy's hands. His eyes widened and Loki grinned.
"Surprise!"
One kick against the chin, two punches in the stomach, and a knee in the balls, and Francis was brought down to a kneeling position. Loki grabbed hold of his bruised chin and pulled his face up.
"You know, no one ever fails my classes."
With that he gave the boy a decisive kick against the side of his head, rendering him unconscious. He then pulled the green dress back in order, shook Lori's red curls and walked as elegantly as possible out of the alley. Inside, Lori was freaking out.
"OMG! I can't believe you did that!"
Loki laughed.
"No broken bones!"
"I KNOW! You're so fucking AWESOME!"
"Thank you, Lori."
"I totally want to learn to fight like that… Do you think I can do that?"
"I happen to know a mortal female who has red hair just like you, a poisonous tongue that challenges yours, and she proves a worthy opponent in battle… I see not why you wouldn't manage."
"You're serious?"
"I'm always serious about important things, mortal."
"Hah."
"Fine. But I was serious about this."
"Let's go eat something sickly sugared and unhealthy. I think there's chocolate pie n the fridge at home."
"Perfect celebration food…"
"My thoughts exactly."
(Pagebreak)
"What's that?"
"It's all over the internet. SHIELD send it to us to investigate."
Steve looked over Tony's shoulder at the computer. A YouTube video titled "UNBELIEVABLE Cursed Girl Cuts Own Hair In Public" is playing, showing the grainy but still quite clear images of a screaming girl who cuts off her own hair, while a teacher is trying to stop her. The strangest is that the hair changes colour as soon as it's been cut.
"I thought SHIELD had it's own division for this kind of things? It doesn't seem like a worldwide threat to me…"
Tony frowns.
"They sent it here because of this."
He sharpens the image and zooms in on a person on the corner of the video: a slightly corpulent girl with a whole lot of red hair, a green dress and a scarf.
"It's a girl. She looks rather smug yes. Do they think it's her?"
"Don't you recognize that scarf? You were there, you know…"
Tony pulls up a security camera image of Loki in Stuttgart, and then zooms in on the scarf.
"It's a 100 per cent match."
"Damn… But how can you be sure? It could be a replica…"
"Thor told me Loki has a bit of a history with cutting off girl's hairs. Not to mention that there has to be magic involved in this."
"But…"
"It's either Loki, or someone disturbed enough to want to copy both his behaviour and his scarf. I'd say we check it out. If there is even a remote chance that it's Loki…"
"Yeah… I'll send Tasha and Clint on it."
(Author's Notes)
Yaay! REVENGE! I hope you liked what I came up with to punish Liz... And Francis probably won't bother anyone ever again. But of course, new trouble are already underway... you can't really display that much magic in a public place without getting on SHIELD's radar...
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