Loki had given her some simple commands, and Lori felt herself all giddy with the thought of actually humiliating her bullies. All they needed was paint, and a bit of Loki's magic… It was a test round, to see if they could actually make a prank work with their bizarre shared-body condition.

"Are they gone?"

"It's your class, you should know your hours, Mortal."

"It's your plan, Puny."

"Shut up and get in, I think they're gone."

Lori pushed open the door of the dressing room, and carefully looked around. No one. Silently chuckling she got her supplies and got to work. Red paint in the crotch of Liz' pink skinny jeans, brown paint on the back of Karen's white skirt, a few fake puke stains on Sara's blouse…

"Done."

Loki took control, and grinned seeing Lori's work from close by. Pranking people always put him in a good mood… He concentrated, and placed a spell over the stains. As soon as they were all invisible, he made sure to get out of the dressing room as soon as possible and go back to the girl's sickbay. Lori pushed him back there and grinned in the mirror.

"So… how long does that magic of yours last?"

"About two hours, then it'll wear off."

"You mean… they'll have the stains right after lunch break? That's brilliant!"

"Did you doubt my abilities, Mortal?"

"Seriously Puny. We're working together now, you should stop with the mortal thing."

Loki just gave her a derisive huff. Lori rolled her eyes and plopped down on the bunk bed.

"Fine. Be your assholy self."

Loki didn't like the feeling he had. It reminded him of the feeling he had had when he and Thor had gone on some forbidden adventure together… It was wrong. This girl was a pathetic mortal, she had to kneel before him and worship him! He had to despise her, not… actually like her! The moment he thought that he startled. Did he like her? Loki internally shook his head. No, of course not. It was simply the idea of pulling a trick that made him more collegial, that's all. With that he pushed the feeling away.

Back in class after lunch break, Lori tried her best not to watch the girls that had received her 'treatment'… But when she heard whispering next to her, that Sara Berkley might be suffering from Bulimia, she knew the plan had succeeded. When Karen made her way to the blackboard everyone started giggling and chuckling. The brown paint on her ass really made a great impression of diarrhoea gone wrong… Lori and Loki didn't get to see their work on Liz Harrison, because she suddenly ran out of the class in the middle of the lesson and returned wearing her gym shorts. Not that that was any less hilarious, of course, seeing Liz' stylish top and vest combined with those ugly green-blue shorts… Loki was starting to understand what Lori had meant with "all people have smartphones". Those bizarre black devices everyone indeed appeared to possess were apparently able of making pictures… and those would serve as a permanent reminder of the girls' humiliation…

The giant smile on Lori's lips didn't disappear for the rest of the day…

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"That was fun!"

Loki couldn't help but chuckle.

"I agree little mortal, that was rather enjoyable."

School was out, and Lori was walking home. It was strange, the way she was talking to Loki… It almost felt as if the god was walking next to her. Perhaps deep down, Loki Laufeyson wasn't as much of a jerk as he pretended to be, she mused… Absorbed in thought she walked the way home on autopilot, not noticing she wasn't alone in the alley she went through as a shortcut. It wasn't a dangerous town, and she had taken that alley all her life, but this time she would regret it…

"Look who's there…"

Lori looked up and spotted a tall blonde guy standing against the wall. Immediately a frown formed on her face.

"Hi Francis."

Francis Hennessey was Liz' boyfriend, a mean jerk that more than once had made her trip on the playground, simply to make his girlfriend laugh. She wanted to pass him by, but he blocked her way. Out of the shadow two other guys showed up.

"Where do you think you're going, Carrot Top?"

"Leave me alone."

"We know what you did today…"

Lori tried to play innocent, but the guys only grinned wider.

"You know, we don't like it when people mess with our girls…"

"Especially not if those are fat, ugly people."

"And we think you need a little lesson."

Lori's eyes widened.

"What? Shit man, leave me alone! I didn't do anything!"

"Oh we know it was you… Miss Depressed walking around with a big smile on the day our girls get pranked? Didn't know you had it in you, actually…"

Francis grabbed her and pushed her against the wall of the alley. Internally, Lori was in a state of extreme panic, causing her to block off all rational thoughts, including Loki. The blonde, who towered over her –hah, Loki is still taller, she thought in a last flash of relative awareness- grinned mean before he gave her the first kick. It was a low blow, a knee in her stomach, and Lori felt her lunch come up again. More hits followed; as soon as the three guys realized she wasn't going to resist or scream they didn't hold back. Lori had curled up in her head while the guys beat her up. She cried, but didn't make a sound. Only when she threw up the boys decided she had had enough. Lying on the ground of the alley in a puddle of puke, she watched them leave. Everything hurt, and her immobilized hand burned as if they had set it on fire. Lori was too shocked to do anything but lie there and cry…

Eventually Loki was able to get through to her, and when he realized what had happened he was surprised by the extreme anger he suddenly felt. It was just a mortal, no big deal… The thoughts had no impact anymore. All of a sudden Loki realized that yes, he liked this mortal, and yes, he cared about what happened to her. It was an unpleasant realization, but a necessary one. Somehow, sentiment had gotten to him, and now he was stuck with it. He carefully extended a mental hand to Lori and softly patted her.

"Sssh… It's over… It's over…"

Lori cried with long sobs of pain and despair, while Loki tried his best to calm her down.

"You really have to get up, Lori."

Lori just cried more. Eventually Loki sighed and took control. Lori didn't even resist, and with a simple spell Loki put her to sleep. One look at the broken hand told him they would have to make another trip to the ER. He looked at the ruined clothes and sighed deeply. Good thing Lori hadn't worn her new things already… For as far as he could tell there were quite a lot of bruises, quite a lot of those in his face as well, and that hand… he really hoped it wasn't broken again. Midgardian healers were hopelessly behind in ways to set and heal bone, without magic a fracture could require surgery… Loki shook it off and made his way further to Lori's home. He changed clothes, put the puke-stained clothes in the washing machine so that Mr Lauritsen wouldn't notice, and went to check on the damage in the bathroom. Loki winced when he saw how one side of Lori's face was already blue and swollen. Explaining that to her father would be tricky. He realized he had to come up with some sort of excuse…

A little later Loki had found the telephone again. He called Lori's father and said, with his sorriest voice -it didn't even take that much effort-

"Dad?"

"Lori dear, is that you?"

"Dad, I fell from the stairs on my hand and it hurts can you please come home?"

"Oh my Lori! I'm coming immediately! Have you hurt your head? Do you think you've broken anything else? Do you feel nauseous?"

Loki gave sad sounding answers to the questions, and soon Mr Lauritsen was at the door. His mouth fell open when he saw Lori.

"Lori! Oh my god Lori you look like you've been beaten up!"

"I… I just f-fell from the stairs d-dad…"

"Come on, we'll go to the hospital. How did you manage to fall from the stairs?"

"I… I slipped. And my hand is immobilized, s-so I couldn't catch m-myself."

"Oh dearie…"

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Back at the hospital's ER department, the same doctor as last time treated Lori. He took one look at the bruises, listened to the story, then said he wanted to talk to Lori alone for a moment.

"Well, well young lady. Planning on becoming a regular here?"

"I… I didn't fall from the stairs."

"I can see that. But your father doesn't know, now does he?"

"Do you have to tell him?"

"You ARE underage, but…"

"Please?"

"I won't tell him, if only because you're quite a tough lady. But if this happens again I will have to tell him, understood?"

Loki nodded. The doctor checked the bandaged hand, it wasn't broken but one of the fingers had been dislocated again. Again the doctor snapped it back in place without sedation, and Loki didn't even wince.

"Now, care to tell me what really happened?"

"I pranked a few girls in school, nothing bad really, and their boyfriends didn't like it."

The doctor shook his head.

"Miss Lauritsen, it seems to me you have a penchant for getting in trouble. How do your attackers fare?"

Loki suddenly felt ashamed he didn't defend Lori. He had found the strength to break her hand, but not to break that bastard's face…

"I… They're okay, I guess…"

The doctor shook his head.

"They used to tell me when I was younger 'Don't fight, and if you fight, make sure you hit so hard the other guy can't hit back.' Maybe not the best advice, but it's the only one I can give you. I sincerely hope this is the last time I see you here, Miss Lauritsen!"

Loki managed to smile, a little. He realized that he had… failed… Lori. He promised her revenge and got her into even deeper trouble. The whole trip home he spent thinking over ways to get back at both the girls and their boyfriends. He had killed thousands, and invented more pranks in his whole life than any other, he could hardly believe there would not be a way… The advice the doctor had given him continued to play in his mind. Of course… he hadn't hit them hard enough. The paint had been just a little bit of innocent fun… to succeed he would need bigger and better. His lips curled into an evil smirk, regardless of being swollen and painful.

"Prepare, bitches… This is war."

(Author's Notes)

Yeah. The first prank, quite an innocent one actually, goes horribly wrong when the girls send their boyfriends after Lori... So much for revenge...

But... Angering the God of Mischief and Lies is risky business, as many Asgardians can testify... Lori doesn't need to fear; her revenge will come and it will be sweet like cupcakes.

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