Let there be a volume that cannot be denied.
Let there be an emotion that you cannot fake
The greatness unanimously acknowledged.
A lie that you just cannot tell.
Let them know hatred, fear and war. Let there be peace for us all.
With our goals one day met, let us know a feeling of great accomplishment.
With our failures complete, let us learn to survive.

Lyrics- AGAINST ME!

Kurt was in Art class. He liked Art, Art he could do. Kurt used to spend Art watching Ororo, occasionally asking her to pass him things, anything to start up a conversation. Today she was talking to him; listening to him speak and giggling and participating when he took a pause. They were talking about Art and painting, and then Kurt was telling her about the Munich Circus; something only Loki had endured the whole story of before, and even then Kurt wasn't sure how much Loki had listened.

On a normal Monday, Kurt would go and talk at Loki about Ororo, express his feelings for her and share the way she said things, and the way she was so kind to him, and the way her white hair contrasted against her dark skin, and the way she smiled, and the way she-

But Kurt couldn't think like that anymore, even though it was a harmless crush and he was long resigned to the fact that they would never be anything more than friends. Kurt and Loki's relationship had changed, Kurt couldn't share the same things he used to, he loved Loki, and he loved being his boyfriend… Kurt just missed being his friend.

Monday's were dull. Mondays were sitting in a government and politics class and passing notes with Logan across the room. As usual, Logan was anything but discrete, and the teacher had noticed. Quickly, I used his magic to change the words on the paper. Now, instead of offensive words directed at the professor, the paper was blank. Logan got a suspicious look from the teacher and was told to pay attention. Yeah, Logan owed me one. Again. Maybe I'd persuade Hank to make me some invisible ink. But then Logan would be too dumb to know how to read it.

I was bored. And as many of my peers have told be, I do stupid things when I'm bored. But I know better- I don't do stupid things, I do very clever things. We had forty minutes left, plenty of time to cause some trouble…

Logan sat at his desk, completely pissed off at his teacher, and completely not grateful for Loki. To his left, he saw his half-brother absently carving a smiley face into his desk with his nails. Logan rested his chin in his hand and waited for something interesting to happen.

Logan spent the next ten minutes staring at the back of Loki's head. That was until he saw a familiar face at the window. He looked back and forth at the two Lokis, wondering which was real and which was the doppelganger. He had been staring at the one in his seat, but then again, Logan wouldn't put anything past Loki.

The Loki at the window waved at him again to get his attention, pressing a finger to his lips in an effort to make sure Logan kept quiet. Logan watched the Loki move over to the window closer to the teacher and pull a wide grin across his face. Then Logan watched as Loki's features shifted, morphing into new shapes. Logan watched Loki's hair grow back into his head to hang shorter, watched as Loki's raven locks turned golden. Loki's shoulders began to broaden and hair sprouted on his chin. Within the space of about thirty seconds, Loki was no longer standing at the window. Instead there was Thor.

With a wink over to Logan, Loki switched into more Thor-like clothes and replicated Mjolnir which he drew into the air and smashed into the window. Once everyone's attention was drawn to him, (Including his ganger) and a few of the girls had let out high-pitched shrieks, the Thor-Loki raised Mjolnir again and struck the not-loki down, shooting lightning into his chest. And then the Loki-Thor was running around the building and out of sight and the not-Loki was unconscious on the floor. Logan was confused- and he had seen what was happening.

During the time it took for them to carry Loki to the nurse's office, Loki must have replaced the doppelganger with himself because he was starting to stir. Because Logan was one of the stronger of the class, and Loki actually not-so-secretly trusted the guy he pretended to hate, Logan was the one to carry him there. Loki would have fried anyone else who tried to touch him.

On the way there, Logan had tried to piece together what had just happened. From what he could tell, Loki had been as bored as he was, teleported outside the room and used a duplicate-Loki so it didn't seem like he had gone, changed his appearance to look like Thor, made it look like Thor had broken a window and hurt Loki when it was really Loki hurting a not-Loki, and then made then replaced the not-Loki with himself. All so he could get out of a boring lesson and get Thor in trouble with one stone. Sounded complicated, but plausible. For Loki anyway. If his theory was right, than Logan was impressed.

Thor looked confused as he sat outside Fury's office. He had been sitting happily in his dorm when one of Loki's teachers had knocked angrily on the door and told him to see the Director. When he politely, and somewhat confusedly, asked why, Thor received a dirty look and was pulled along by his arm.

And now he sat outside the office, with only Tony Stark for company.

"Hey Thor buddy. Don't often see you around here. What you in for?"

Thor looked at him blankly. "I honestly don't know."

"Hey, you can tell me, I'm not gonna blab. Also, the deny-deny approach only works if you're sure they can't pin it on you. Hey, do you need an alibi?"

"I don't even know why I'm here."

"Sure sure." Tony rolled his eyes. They sat there in silence for a couple of minutes until the door opened and two girls walked out, silently sobbing.

"Stark." Fury's voice called, telling him to enter.

"Coming dear." Tony replied, getting up from his seat. He winked at Thor as he walked past, closing the door behind him.

Thor gulped.

Doctor Maz, Out