A/N: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS! JUST THE PLOT(if there is one anyways...)

Loki Odinson, adopted brother to Thor Odinson, a figure skater since the age of three, now nineteen, walked into the rink to practice for his upcoming performance. He scowled when he saw his brother's hockey team, the Avengers, on the ice, tearing it up and practicing, though to him it looked more like beating sticks together in an attempt to one up each other. He sighed and carried his boombox with him. He changed into his outfit that he had hand made for his performance and waited for the hockey team to leave.

He grumbled and sighed as he set his boombox on the side of the rink, waiting in the stands. He ignored the sneers and jeers aimed at him from most of the team on the ice. He sighed as he heard one of them skate up to tease him, as usual. "Don't you think you should give up this phony skating by now?" the voice asked, sounding an awful lot like Tony Stark. Loki scowled up at him and looked around, the others were by now in the locker room, had he really zoned out that long. He shrugged it off and returned to glaring at Stark.

"back off Stark. Don't want to have your buddies see you talking to a fruttie." he stated with a small smirk, knowing he was winding the man up more. He also knew he was digging himself a grave, but it was fun to wind the Hockey players up sometimes. He grinned to himself when he saw Stark twitch at his words and glare at him.

"So you admit it then." the man stated, leaning on the railing and "accidentally" knocking the boombox to the ice, breaking it into a million pieces. Loki growled lowly, feeling instantly angry. "That was expensive Mr. Stark!" he shouted, his voice carrying across the rink, echoing loudly into the changing room, where the team was currently dressing down.

Clint arched a brow at the loud voice and looked toward Thor, their team captain to see if he was going to do anything about it. Thor just shrugged off the looks. "Loki can handle himself." he stated simply as he dried his hair after a shower. Barton sighed as he kept hearing the loud voices from the rink and went to stop it before it came to blows.

"Okay Stark. Enough teasing Thor's brother." he stated, crossing his arms with a glare.

Tony pouted and crossed his arms. "It was an accident Barton! Queenie didn't need to get his undies in a twist!"

Loki growled and glared. "That cost me 100 bucks Stark. You lost me my music! The CD I had was priceless!" he spat, getting on the ice to pick up his broken boombox with the RiverDance CD that had been gifted to him. He ground his teeth in anger as he fought back tears of frustration.

Clint arched a brow when he noticed the Celtic design on the broken CD and the tap dance shoes. "Stark. You owe him a new boombox."

"WHAT?! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" Tony shouted, feeling angry for being blamed for something that was an accident. He crossed his arms and shoved Loki to the ice before skating off, ruining the boombox and Cd more as he skated over them. Loki growled and watched unimpressed as Thor punched Tony in the jaw, making the man fall on his butt.

"Stark. You go too far! My brother has been skating since he was three! He is way more graceful than a bunch of... of... a bunch of baboons trying to play Hockey!" the blond shouted, inadvertently insulting himself at the same time as trying to stick up for his brother, though a little late.

"Thor, that's enough. no punching your team mates. I'm used to the bullying brother. Happens all the time. And yet you don't do anything until after it has happened. Just go home. I'll be done after I've cleaned up." he stated, anger lacing his voice, unknowingly making Clint shiver slightly and not because of the cold of the ice he was kneeling on.

Thor looked at his brother in concern before shrugging. "Alright brother. I will see you at home." the blood sighed and shook his head before heading out the door, dragging Tony after him.

Clint ignored what was going on around them and bent to help Loki pick up the broken boombox and Cd. "If it helps, I have a copy of that Cd at home that was also gifted to me. I don't tell the others, but I too am a fan of Riverdance and..." he shifted and struggled to hide a blush. "Your skating... I've watched you on T.V, and in practices..." he shifted and stood as well as he could and held the broken pieces of the plastic in his hands, the ones he picked up anyways. He smiled sheepishly at Loki who looked shocked at his statement.

Loki blinked a few times in shock at Barton's declaration and flushed bright red before staring at the ice. "Thank you Barton... I had no idea someone was watching me practice..." he muttered as he stood, shifting, feeling self conscious in his outfit. "Thanks for the help... I didn't think he'd actually break my boombox... he knows how important they are to a figure skater... Which is probably why he did it in the first place." he hummed and shrugged it off, skating to the edge of the rink where there was a trash can on the other side of the ice. He heaved a depressed sigh as he watched the black plastic fall into the can, along with his dreams. "Hmph... gunna be hard to design a new program to a new song in just a week... It took me months to come up with this..." he pouted, not really having had heard Clint mention the Cd, having had been too absorbed in his thoughts.

Clint sighed as well and dumped his half into the can and stood by Loki, thinking before giving a small grin. "Hey Loki." he stated to get the teen's attention. Once he had successfully done so he smirked slightly. "I have that very same Cd at home. It was also a gift. But if you wish I can make a copy of it and give you the original." he stated before falling backwards on the ice after Loki hugged him. "You would really do that for me Barton? Thank you~~" he grinned happily, making Clint's heart flutter and think of inappropriate thoughts.

The blond gulped and held Loki while nodding. "Yes I would. I might even have a boombox for you. But you'll have to come over to my place to get it." he stated, unaware his cousin, and the only girl on the team, Natasha, was watching them from the door to the girl's locker room with a smug grin. Natasha left the rink with a smug smirk, having had known her cousin had had a long standing crush on Thor's brother. She sniggered to herself, knowing the only reason Clint ever got into Riverdance was so he could have something to talk about with Loki should he ever get the chance. She grinned deviously to herself as she rode home on the city buss.