Prologue

Author's Note: Today was horrible. A perfect way to start the month. *eyeroll* It's not fair that Odin always gets mad at me instead of Thor. I'm blamed for everything! Seriously?

I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas
Odin and Frigga are mad
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.

It wasn't as if Thor hadn't been bad, too, you know. He'd been traitorous, sneaky, and sly. He had committed treason against Odin the Allfather. All I had done was fake being Odin for a day and send Thor to Midgard. I mean, really. I had even played mind tricks on Thor to bring him back when dad told me to. What more could he ask for?!

Seriously. Parents are sooo demanding.

"Loki," said dad, who at the moment looked extremely infuriated, "How many times have I told you not to try to escape?"

I rolled my eyes dramatically. "Daaaad!"

"For the crimes that you have committed against Asgard (in faking myself)," he went on, "and for the crimes you've committed against Midgard (in sending your brother down there), you must pay the price."

"If you put me back in that cell, I'll just get right back out," I sassed.

"That's why I'm not putting you back in the cell," Odin gloated. "I'm sending you to Midgard for the month."

I fear that in my astonishment my mouth hung open in a most undignified manner.

"You can't mean that," I said weakly.

"Oh yes I can. Frigga and I have talked it over. It's time that someone beside us should have to watch over you." Odin smiled evilly. "The Avengers will be making sure you don't do anything too bad while on this little- ah- vacation."

Before he had finished speaking, guards came up behind me and started putting handcuffs on my wrists.

"You can't do this!" I protested. "I'll... I'll sue you!"

"Take him away."

Thor grabbed my shoulder none too gently. "I swear to keep him in check, father."

Before I knew what was happening, the bifrost was beaming me down to earth, and Heimdall's face was slowly fading from view.

I landed square in the yard of the Avengers complex, leaving a large mark on the manicured lawn. The Man of Iron wouldn't be too happy about that. I smirked. I suddenly had an evil plan.

If I had to stay with the Avengers, I'd make their lives as miserable as possible.

"Maybe staying here won't be so bad after all," I thought mischievously.

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A/N: Farewell, peasants.