-because I needed some Loki in my life <3 -

Dick bounced his leg nervously, looking up at the guard in the corner, who glanced up from her phone, and went back to snapchatting

He Looked back down at his legs. What time was it? He wished he could take a nap. His muscles were so sore from resisting, and his eyelids were so heavy...

BAM!

Dick blinked hard, eyes focussing as the concrete wall across from him, shattered. 

"Freeze— oh shit." The guard dropped her gun, backing against the wall as the blonde haired stunner stepped through the hole he'd bashed. "Hey Thor. Uhh... Take him. My life isn't worth his organization."

"I'd never kill you. Unless you're evil." Thor promised, gesturing to her with his hammer.

"Uh... Don't tell Fury I said that, by the way."

"You have my word. I've just come for the child!" Thor strut across to him.

"Hey! luThorio! Thanks!" Dick held his arm out and winced as the man smashed his hand cuffs off. "Is Wally okay?" 

Thor picked him up, slinging Dick over his shoulder. "I don't even know who that is."

"My friend."

"The red-haired?"

"They both have red hair!" Dick shouted as Thor hoisted him out of the numerous holes he'd smashed. "He's the fast one!"

"Ah, I believe my companion has taken him?"

"You believe??"

"I misplaced my communication device earlier on..." He admitted. "Though I heard he was retrieved."

"You heard?? Wahh—" Dick jolted as Thor took off, gripping his cape for dear life.

"Don't fear, child we're stealing you back!" Thor landed with a crash and threw open the door of a large van, almost throwing it off it's hinges. "I have returned!" He announced.

"Thor, christ!" Tony groaned. "You just bashed your way into SHEILD HQ after all this planning? Even I'm pissed about that!" He exclaimed. "Do you know how hard it is to get all of these fucks coordinated?"

"Thor." The doctor acknowledged quietly.

"Banner." He replied. "Shall I bring the others back?"

Tony rolled his eyes moodily. "Go for it, We're all dying anyways..." 

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"'Raise some hell', they say, 'Raise some hell'. As if I'm supposed to raise any hell while following their ridiculous rules and letting myself be matched by a child!"

"Nothing horrible, It's just a job, right?" Peter asked, freshly changed into his pyjamas and holding a mug of cocoa. "But hey, all for the greater good, right."

Loki glowered at him. "You think that will revive me?"

"I guess not..." Peter admitted. "But, you were just pretending to lose to me, so don't forget how strong you are!"

"Remove yourself, spider child." He ordered.

Peter staggered across to the other teenagers, huddled on the couch. He slumped down with the freezing trio of teenagers. "Hey guys."

The eldest, Roy, glanced up judgementally. "Hi."

"Peter, Loki." Thor acknowledged, cracking open a drink and reentering the room. "How am I to refer to you today, Loki?"

"Preferably, not at all." The god snapped, bitter about his forced subservience. "Neutrally, if you must."

Thor turned back to the four shivering teens. "Loki, my sibling." He explained, as though Loki's existence were his own pride and joy. "They reign as the god of Mischief and deception."

"Loki, of course. You have Thor, you gotta have Loki too." Roy rolled his eyes, clutching Wally with one arm, pulling the rabidly warming boy tighter for heat.

"Hey Thor," Peter blew into his hot chocolate. "Me and the guys— Ned and Michelle— were debating over a gender neutral term for Princess/Prince, and we found one."

"What is this title?"

"We found this great Title on Google: Princet."

"LOKI ODINCHILD: PRINCET OF ASGARD!" Thor proclaimed. "THUS THEY SHALL BE!"

"You will not call me that." Loki spat. "Heir to Asgard is sufficient."

"PRINCET OF ASGARD AN JÖTUNHEIMR!" Thor repeated. "I Like it!"

Peter sipped his cocoa. "Shuri is trying to have it put on Wakandan records."

"As she should! A fine lass!" Thor was then caught up with his sibling, arguing their title.

Peter turned to the other teens. "How did SHIELD treat you?"

"Like shit." Roy sniffed a little, wiping his nose with his free hand . "Sorry for lying to you earlier. We wanted to get home."

"It's fine, I get it." Peter explained. "I've had times when I said I'd be there, and then canceled the day of."

"God, you are an ANGEL aren't you?" Wally said incredulously.

"Ahem."

"Sorry, Rob. You're an angel too."

"Thank you."

Peter blushed and looked away, embarrassed. "We— well, when you're friends with a god of Lies, a princess, and an angry WLW... I've dealt with worse" he explained. "...And Ned, but he isn't any sort of problem..."

"Hey," Dick sat up. "I'm sorry, Are we good?"

Peter smiled a little and shrugged. "Yeah, We're good."

"So... these two are clearly brothers?" Roy asked, jerking his head at the gods. "I mean, they aren't in the myths, but Me and my replacement-sidekick are exactly like this."

"Yeah, uhh, Siblings." Peter corrected. "Loki's gender changes a lot, so ask them. They use he/him mostly, but not always."

"Hey, I get it. One of our best friends, M'gann, is genderqueer." Wally said, fidgeting and flexing his feet impatiently. "Can I maybe get something to eat?"

"Oh, yeah. THOR! Can you please ask ms. Natasha to get them some hot cocoa and maybe potstickers or something?"

"As you wish, Peter." Thor turned and gave Loki a playful slap, which set Loki off.

Peter turned away from the two (now fully battling) siblings. "MR. STARK? F.R.I.D.A.Y? Can you Message Mr. Stark, please."

"Composing a message, what do you want it to say?" A cool robotic voice asked.

"Uh- hi mr. Stark. Can we please get more hot chocolate and a snack or something please? It's fine if not, like you really don't—"

"You have been asked not to nervously contradict yourself, Pete The Cat." F.R.I.D.A.Y replied.

"Oh. Yeah... F.R.I.D.A.Y, change my name back to Peter, please?"

"You're name is being changed back to Peter... name changed. Do you want to send your message?"

"Yes please."

"Sending your message. Message received."

The gods warring on the carpet were getting increasingly violent. Magic was getting involved.

"Cool robot assistent." Dick observed. "Beats Alexa and GoogleAssistent everyday."

"Yeah, She's pretty cool..."

"Message opened." Friday announced.

"Like Red Tornado, but less corporeal." Wally observed.

The doors slid open. "Hey kiddo." The man strolled in, fully tired out. "Hey Thor."

"Hello Stark." Thor called, strangling his sibling.

Loki, sulky that he hadn't been acknowledged, sent Thor staggering off him with a kick, and stormed off to grump in the corner.

"What can I get for you?" Tony asked, fluffing Peter's hair.

"Can we please have some of the potstickers in the freezer?"

"Sure thing." He started to walk back towards the door.

"Oh an—"

"Hm?"

"Oh, nothing. It doesn't matter. It's..."

"Pete, we've talked about this." He warned.

"Can these guys have some cocoa too please?" Peter squeaked.

"I'll put the kettle on I guess." He shrugged. Tony had mixed feelings on the kids right now: they were fun, but they also used Peter. Peter may forgive and befriend them (as he does), but Tony would hold on to this aggravation because it was his job to protect and teach the newest hero.

"Oop, 'scuse me." Bruce slipped past Tony, cradling a mug of sleepy-time tea. "Thor."

"Banner."

"Loki."

"..."

Bruce passed them, heading over. "Hi."

"Hi Dr. Banner." Peter sipped his cocoa.

"You know you don't Have to call me that?"

"Yes, right. But it's so cool!" Peter argued. "Dr. Banner! It's a title!"

Bruce smiled a little. Like Peter, he was in pyjamas, but they matched in no way, shape or form. The Avengers had a habit of accidentally trading clothes over time. Even Peter had gained some new shirts and lost some socks.

"You... uh..., you guys.... uhhh...... how do you feel?" He asked. Banner was obviously scared of teenagers.

"Yea, We're okay." Dick replied. "Thanks for getting us out."

"Oh, I didn't do much. I was really only—"

"He ran the tech van getting you out." Peter bragged.

"Sick." Roy replied. "Pretty tough, man."

Bruce, flustered, bid Peter good night and hurried out.

"It's like eight pm. Aren't they heroes?" Wally asked. "None of them are patrolling!"

"Oh, Dr. Banner always goes to bed early for his mental health" Peter explained. "I could never. I usually do patrolling, but Mr. Stark doesn't want me to tonight..."

"Why are you so polite to them?" Dick asked, grinning. "I've got nicknames for all our heroes."

Peter looked surprised. "They're the Avengers!"

"Oop! We got a fan boy!" Wally teased.

"You're one to talk!" Roy barked with laughter. "Wally only became a hero cause he was a HUGE Flash fanboy, and wanted to be his sidekick."

"Hey!"

"And he just...did?" Peter asked.

"Only cause Flash ended up being his uncle!" Dick jeered.

"HEY! I thought you were on my side!" Wally said with mock offence.

"Naw, I'm on the winners side!"

"Flaky Bitch." Wally snorted, bapping Dick on the back of the head. "Love you."

"Love you too"

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"...How's he doing?" Natasha observed.

Steve held up a finger, as if telling her to pause. "I told you why we didn't ask you, we didn't want to arise suspicion! Yes, he smashed through the building, and Clint knocked out a whole hallway, but it was an accident."

"Ooh, someone's in the doghouse..." she smirked, handing Steve a drink.

He glared up at her. Beer? Was this a joke? He can't get drunk! "Look, Buck— look, darling, I'm sorry, I should have called and told you we were infiltrating SHEILD, I'm sorry, but it was really fast and I wasn't thinking." He frowned at Natasha for looking so amused by this.

"You should always tell Bucky before doing anything anti-SHEILD..."

Steve lowered his phone and mouthed something rude at her. "Look, sorry Buck, I'll make it up to you."

"You'd better." Nat swigged her wine, smiling as Steve got increasingly pissed with her."