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Loki stood in the fangirls' lab, pointedly ignoring the fact that all the technology was being powered by a few sporks. He didn't want to ask how this was working, mainly because it was magic and you didn't ask how magic worked, but also because it would involve bringing up the subject of magical silverware. Instead, he was content to stand and watch the proceedings with interest.

Agent Clarinet was currently supervising as Agent Artistic Flute dumped questionable ingredients into something that looked like a large concrete mixer. It connected to an enclosed steel cage, which shook slightly and spat multicolored flames from beneath the door.

"Have you fixed the rainbow problem yet?" Loki asked, spear in hand.

"We've isolated the spork responsible and are currently lecturing it sternly, sir." Agent Clarinet smiled and opened the cage door. Inside was a very good life-size representation of a traditional Western dragon. It was also incredibly solid, and not amused in the slightest.

"Ah, good. Let's deliver this to S.H.I.E.L.D., shall we?"


"Oi! Heimdall! We kinda need Thor down here right about now! Heimdall! Can you hear us?!" Tony was beginning to feel very stupid after shouting at the sky for five minutes. "Any minute now, really that would be fine!" The Avengers were milling about several miles north of New York City on an isolated hill overlooking the Hudson River, alternately checking their watches and shouting to another world.

"I don't think it's working. Maybe it has to be an Asgardian." Tony sighed and sat down a rock.

"Give him some time. We don't know how-" KABOOM!

"Makes sense, when you think about it," Tony said, after his heart stopped pounding from the sudden roar of thunder.

"Greetings, friends!" Thor boomed, nearly as loud as his transportation device. "What have you called me here for?"

"Not much. The weather's been nice, up until now, and the re-building's nearly finished. Your brother's gone psycho again, by the way," Tony added.

"What is it this time?" Thor didn't look too surprised to hear the news.

"Well...it involves a fangirl army and a dragon invasion."

"STARK!"

"Okay, okay, a hypothetical dragon invasion."


Said hypothetical dragon was currently in the back of an 18-wheeler driven by sixteen-year-olds, chugging its merry way towards S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. Loki had decided to teleport his way over there after seeing the girls' celebration at being handed the keys to a very large vehicle. All was on schedule, with the truck's reinforced lining of flame-proof metal, courtesy of the spork population. The dragon, whose mood had not improved, was throwing a tantrum a toddler would be proud of.

"Calm down, we're almost there," Agent Chinese Reed Flute told it soothingly. "Agent Clarinet, please watch the road."

"But it's such a boring channel..."

"It will get much more interesting if this crashes and the dragon comes out," Agent Chinese Reed Flute assured her.

"Nah, I've seen Godzilla and Jurassic Park enough times."


Loki was quite pleased when the truck rolled up to a neat stop beside him, intact and obeying the posted speed limit. He didn't want the police to take a look in the trailer.

The truck was eased up to the door and the back lowered. Loki smiled his evil smile as the dragon, flames starting in its throat, came barreling out and into the building, roaring obscenities in whatever language it spoke.


"What is going on in here? It is so noisy," Thor complained as they walked through headquarters on a suspended catwalk.

"Well, I think that's a few people screaming, that sounds like some kind of roar, and that, my friend, is a hypothetical situation."

Sorry it's so short, this is where my muse decided to run out, and it's something of a cliffy anyway. I should have another chapter in less than a week, though (hopefully). If not, the usual time. Please review!