He was bored. Since his son started his schooling, he had nothing to worry about or entertain him. Sure, now that he had the small Wanda and Pietro to take care of he had more thing to occupy him but when they were at their school, he had nothing to do. Spell weaving was starting to get on his nerves and his stalker finally stopped sending probe at him.

Sylvi had taken to work in the school as a healer and she seemed to enjoy this but he did not want to be a professor, maybe for his son and little Wanda but not some snotty children.

As he was looking at the television, he had an idea. Why did he not just mess with this world? Not some evil domination plan but his simple joke.

He always smiled when he remembered the one he played on Äsgard as a child. The swords transformed in carrots, the axes in cucumbers and so on. Those spells were harmless and made quite a few laugh at it.

Looking at the schools in Brazil, Brasilia international school, he smirked as his plan came into fruition. All their books transformed into exited wolf puppies while their pen transformed in small pixies.

The Residents of the school must have heard him crackle because one hour later, Miss Frost knocked at his door to ask what was happening. When she saw the result of his actions on the panel he used to see the situation, she crackled with him.

He did not expect this reaction but he guessed it was the start of a beautiful friendship. She stayed with him until mid-day, watching as the students gushed over the puppies and the pixies played joke on the stricter students and professor.

He put on the TV and looked at the news. None of the "specialist" could explain what was happening and when the authority tried to capture the puppies and pixies to study them, they transformed back into their originals forms.

They put it as some kind of mass illusion due to some kind of poison or substance.

He felt refreshed, it had been a long time since he pranked people and to do it again felt beyond good.

XoX Frigga PoV XoX

She was smiling.

She finally found her exiled son. It had been hard but using a few spell she learned from him, she managed to see his current location: Midgard.

Delighted, she had wanted to go here and search for him but since Odin woke up, he gave her more responsibility. She had a say in the realm rules and she managed to change a few thing: the roles of women, the statute of Seidr and more importantly the power of the council.

Since their plan with Loki, she decided they had too much power and changed the council system. Instead of a few individuals, the Aesir would choose a represent for each village and each lunars cycle, they would meet to take care of the problems.

As her changes took place, Seidr were more accepted and since Odin supported all her decisions few dared to look down on what she did.

She dared to think that her people were on the good track and her son would someday come back or at least show himself so she could ask for forgiveness.

Odin had changed since his sleep. He was not as obtuse as he used to be and he was more supportive to her. She even saw him scold Thor when he saw him laugh at a young trainee that had difficulty swinging his sword, something he never did before.

She did not know what had happened but she liked this new Odin.

XoX Heimdall PoV XoX

He was pleased by the direction the future was taking. Ever since the trickster left, everything was changing, chaotic. The Allfather finally acted on his flaws, the queen acted on her decisions and Thor was reflecting on his behavior.

The Aesir were changing, after millennia of stagnation, they finally took a step forward and it took the loss of the prince to finally react. The new laws allowed the Seidr to publically practice their magic and even if it was still considered a woman art, he could see e few youngling interested in it.

The other realms had also reacted. The dwarves had started back their tradition of warriors and the light elves had upped their arcane wards to a new level.

They did know of the threat that was approaching them and he guessed they instinctively were preparing for it.

The dwarfs had started back the tradition because of the tension with Äsgard and the need of protection. They had once been fearsome warrior, almost the equal of the Aesir but they had stopped it when Äsgard had offered them protection. Now thought, they were even more vicious and headstrong.

The light elves had upped their wards because of the same problem. They did not want to be taken by surprise if an enemy appeared. Their world was now the most protected place on Yggdrasil. Even celestial entity would find it hard to breach the defense. If they had more powerful magical user such as Loki or the ones on earth, he had no doubt they could have shielded their home world from death.

What was bothering him was Jotunheim, he could not see this realm anymore. For a long time he feared they would attack to take back the casket of ancient winter but aside from the time with Thor ceremony, the never acted on their threat. They just… locked themselves… from the other realms. There was no way to attain their world without magic and even then, coming back would also be a problem. He could not blame them. What had happened to them had been a horrible mistake from all the others realms.

He sighted and looked back to Midgard. He had seen what happened at the Midgardian school and smiled at the memory. It had Loki signature all over. He remembered with fondness the prank he played when he was young and he smirked at the trouble he cause with a few "innocent" worlds.

The time he had made his mother scold the guard for teaching him "new" swear" world had been one of his favorite. They had apparently made his brother sad and, as a devoted brother, he had made sure they were punished for it.

XoX Someone PoV XoX

"Damn it !"

A man in a black costume was swearing in his lair. No matter how much he investigated, he could not get close to what happened in the international school. He had tried to see if a magical user had been in the neighborhood but aside from a few weak one, there was none.

He did not want to ask for help but this level of magic was dangerous if unchecked. He had to contact Zatanna… Maybe she would help him. He had cold relation with Stephen and refused to ask Miss Harkness for her help. She had a way to make him feel like a kid and he did not like that.