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"I'm bored!" Tony Stark whined as he walked in to Loki's Manhattan apartment.
"What are you doing here? I thought nobody knew about this place!" Loki yelled, jumping up from a table where he was reading.
"Genius remember? Anyway, I'm bored and I want to pull a few pranks and who better than the god of mischief to help me?"
"What do I get out of it?" Loki asked suspiciously.
"You get to see highly trained agents running away in terror." Tony said smirking.
"I'm in." Loki replied, mirroring his smirk.
"Awesome! We need to get started."
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Nick Fury had a lot on his plate. With running S.H.I.E.L.D, to dealing with the Avengers on a daily basis, he didn't have a lot of time to do anything else. So that's why, when he went to go look in the refrigerator aboard the helicarrier, he was not expecting anything bad to happen. He should have known that normal is not in his life anymore.
"Why can't pizza be delivered to this flying death trap. I have to rely on other people bringing food that I can steal so I don't starve. I can't leave for one second without being called back." Nick Fury grumbled after trying to leave his office for the third time that day.
"Ahhhhhh!" Hearing a scream, Nick ran into the cafeteria with his gun, expecting to find a gun wielding terrorist. Instead, he found chaos on a whole new level. Agents were running around screaming, food was everywhere, half the chairs were broken, and in the middle of it all, smiling widely, was Tony Stark himself, well, his head.
"Ahhhhhh! How is that even possible! Somebody call the rest of the Avengers! Call a medic!" Fury screamed as he ran from the room as fast as he could.
"Hey Eyepatch!" Tony said from right next to him.
"Stark" Nick Fury said panicking. "Are you alright?"
"No. I'm half left." said the floating head by his side. As he said that, the Avengers burst in, weapons out and ready to fight.
"What's the situation, Director? Captain America said.
"Hey, guys!" Stark said, walking in before he could say anything.
"What! How are you..."
"How am I what Nicky? How am I this awesome? I just am." Tony mocked.
"Dismissed." Fury grumbled, annoyed that he'd been played. He would find out how Stark did it if it was the last thing he did. Nobody pranks him and gets away with it. As the team left, he ordered Maria Hill to put 24 hour surveillance on Tony to keep an eye on him.
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That night, when everyone else was asleep, Loki and Tony were plotting their next prank.
"I believe the rest of the Avengers need to be taught not to meddle with our pranks." Loki said.
"I think you're right. We need to teach them a lesson on manners. I say we get them tomorrow. You?"
"I'm in. Let's do it."