A.N. Hey readers! So this was originally a dream I had from looking a Tumblr a little too much, but I really like it and it made a whole lot of sense to me.

So here I am posting this story.

This story takes place after the Avengers but before the Age of Ultron.

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin (BBC) or the Avengers (Marvel).

"Where could you learn something like that?" Tony said in awe as he poured over the countless news reports of Loki performing magic during the invasion.

Bruce looked at the screen Tony was looking at, "Probably at some Asgardian place or some other realm. Here on Earth? Not likely."

Tony pouted at this, "And I wanted to learn how to use it too!" he said in disappointment.

"You'd be surprised where he learnt it from," Thor walked into the lab in all of his red-caped glory, "My brother, while learning magic, had made trips to Midgard, tis where he learned the craft. The longest time he was away from us was about six years,"

"This happened here on Ear-Midgard?" Bruce raised his eyebrows.

"It was a long time ago, of course," Thor's face wore a sad expression and he wiped his face in a tired gesture.

Tony interrupted, "But six years, that's such a long time!"

Thor gave a small, amused grin at this, "For you mortals maybe, but not for Asgardians!"

"Who taught him?" Bruce asked, giving a small glare towards Tony for interrupting the questioning.

Thor thought over this for a moment.

"He forgot didn't he," Tony complained.

"Nay," Thor shook his head, "I do not believe the Allfather ever told me who he sent Loki to,"

"Oh, okay, thanks Thor," Bruce politely sighed.

"But he didn't answer are question," Tony whispered to Bruce.

Thor said farewell to his friends and swiftly made his way to his next destination.

Tony looked in the direction Thor left in, "What's he doing, anyway?"

"I believe," Bruce took off his glasses, "That he's walking around to just make sure we're all here,"

"Why would he do that?"

"Well," Bruce thought over it, "Imagine losing someone as close as Loki must've been towards Thor, you'd probably want to keep all of your friends safe, right?"

"Or your enemies closer," Tony thought over that.

"Tony!" Bruce scolded.

Tony gave an apologetic smile. I'm still thinking about Obie, the bastard. Tony thought.

Thor marched into the throne room wear his father sat.

After greeting him properly, he posed his question, "Father, do remember all those years ago, when Loki had trouble controlling his powers? You sent him to a Midgardian teacher, who was it?"

Odin leaned forward cautiously, cat-like, "Where has this question come from?"

"It was brought up in a conversation with my fellow Avengers,"

"Never mention it to me again," Odin had a dangerous glint in his eyes and Thor had no idea why.

"But father-" Thor was interrupted.

"No, Thor," Odin leaned back in his Thor, "Somethings you must never find out about,"

This just spiked Thor's curiosity more, but he knew not to press the Allfather.

So he went to ask the Allmother.

"My son," she greeted him without looking behind her, "I know what question you seek an answer to,"

Thor got over his slight surprise, "Do you know who taught Loki?"

"Yes, I do," Frigga sighed, "And I also know why your father didn't want you to know,"

"And why is that," Thor searched his mother's face, desperate for answers.

Frigga sat down and gestured for Thor to do the same, "It was a dangerous time for sorcerers on Midgard. King Uther of Camelot had ordered every single one of them dead."

"Why did father send him there?" Thor was shocked that his father would do such a thing to his baby brother.

"Even I do not know the exact answer, some say it was to test the manhood of the boy, or perhaps to even kill him, but the people had never been sure."

Thor's face was contoured in fury at the thought of his father trying to kill Loki before he did anything wrong, "But who taught him?"

"A man named Gaius in Camelot itself," her voice was a whisper.

At this Thor stood up, "I'm sorry mother, but I now have some things to do on Midgard,"

"Do whatever you feel is right," Frigga told him comfortingly, "You are my son, I believe in you,"

"Friend Stark," Thor greeted.

"Where'd you go to?" Tony raised a suggestive eyebrow.

"I asked my father and mother where Loki had went to be taught magic. My mother said he learnt from Gaius in Camelot,"

"Camelot!" Tony's eyebrows shot towards his hairline.

"Brucie, Brucie, Brucie, Brucie, Brucie," he chanted all the way down the hallway as he sprinted towards his lab.

Steve poked a tired head out of his door, "What's that about?"

"I haven't the faintest idea," Thor shook his head in wonder.

"BRUCIE!" Tony burst into the lab.

"I heard you the first time," Bruce replied to him.

"I know what our next project shall be!" Tony exclaimed.

"What?" Bruce raised an eyebrow.

"I want to try to go to Camelot!"

A.N. This chapter is just setting up the story, hopefully it'll get better.

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