Tony held in his hand a tablet. But it was what was one the tablet that had Dean's full and undivided attention.

"Have you been hacking S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files again?" asked Dean amused.

"Yes, but that's besides the point. I'm more curious why several Asgardians have been arrested multiple times, and twice sent to the loony bin before Fury had them picked up," said Tony, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Ask Sam," said Dean immediately.

Sam looked unrepentant.

"I challenged them to be Hunters for a month, instead of Warriors."

Natasha suddenly snorted.

"So that's what's going on. Fury has been going nuts trying to figure out what the Asgardian idiots are up to."

"Not our fault they're used to having monsters handed to them instead of researching and finding them the hard way," said Sam.

Clint was snickering now.

"Don't hunters often pretend to be cops or priests to get information?"

"I had to bribe the three who are keeping the Asgard in line with money, enchanted weapons and a personal favor from the god of mischief. And then they upped their demands after the third time the Warriors got arrested after the hunter bailed on them when they drew too much attention. I gave them Fury's number and told them to dump bailing the idiots out on him," said Dean grinning like the Cheshire cat.

That had most of the Avengers laughing.

Dean had, in order to keep Thor from worrying about his friends, taken him out on a few hunts to demonstrate what they did and how.

After the first hunt, Thor had learned how much patience was required. After the second, he realized it really wasn't that much different from the many monsters he dealt with among the nine realms, save that he had to actually look for it and he couldn't just announce his presence without having people looking at him like he was crazy...or the cops trying to arrest him for being a nuisance.

After the third, he realized this job was uniquely suited to Loki. He was a wellspring of information long forgotten or lost to the humans of Earth, and he thrived in research. Before when they confronted a monster that was threatening the innocent that they didn't recognize, it was usually Loki who knew what it was and how to kill it.

Hunters didn't do it for the glory. Everyone worked equally in the shadows and did the research. The only difference was that he was being acknowledged by other researchers and hunters for his skill and merit, even if it was a quiet one.

Considering Thor had gone over what he knew of the 'ballads' written about his accomplishments and was somewhat disturbed to notice a trend to either downplay Loki's part or skip over it entirely, he couldn't entirely blame his brother for preferring life as a Hunter to living in Asgard as a somewhat redeemed Prince.

At least with Hunters, it was personal that they kept quiet about what they did. It was just the nature of the job.

Either way, any misgivings Thor had about the prank Sam had tricked his companions into went out the window when he realized what a Hunt was. Even if it meant their dignity as warriors took quite a few hits because Fury had to keep bailing them out all the time.

He at least had learned with Jane to keep his true nature quiet.

"So what's the record?"

"Well a woman fitting Sif's description has been arrested fifteen times, and thrown into the loony bin once. Fandral's being sued for sexual harassment in three states, arrested sixteen times, and is currently banned from multiple bars...and one strip club. Volstagg is now banned from any all you-can-eat restaurants in the state of Colorado, most of Sioux Falls, and has been arrested ten times for illegally impersonating a cop, twice for a priest...and twelve times for attempting a dine-and-dash."

"It is Hogun's turn next. He might actually survive a month without getting arrested," said Dean, once he could breathe. Loki wasn't much better, though in his case he was cackling.

Sam was just smirking, though you could hear the dark chuckles from where he was reading the reports on the other tablet Tony had pulled the files up.

Thor...well, he looked more embarrassed by the reports than when Natasha called him out on the fact Loki had more or less killed eighty people and he mentioned Loki was adopted.

He had known the Warriors would get a wake up call. He just hadn't expected them to fair this poorly during a routine hunt. They got arrested for a simple ghost, for crying out loud, or in Sif's case it happened twice.

Needless to say Jo was tickled pink finding out she was a much better hunter than even the Norse Goddess of War. It certainly got her mother off her case whenever she made a minor mistake during a hunt.

"Well at least now we can definitively state Sam is your brother, Loki," said Bruce.

Loki shifted from Dean, and his smug expression said volumes of how he felt.

It was about time the Warriors got a taste of what his job was like.

Payback was a bitch.

"I'm bored," said Sam suddenly.

They had finished and hunt and were due for a break anyway. And after Hogun the "Grim" proved to be the only one of Thor's friends who had even the slightest ability in being a hunter...though that was more because he didn't talk much and wasn't as quick to get irritated by the cloak and dagger nature of hunts...their source of entertainment had more or less dried up.

Of course there had been the snafu of running into Chuck at a Supernatural fan convention they had zero interest in. Thankfully Loki was able to bring Hel with them when they realized what they were dealing with.

Pissy ghost children had nothing on the Goddess of Death. Loki didn't know who found it funnier, them or the mother that had been holding the brats back after they killed her son. Hel had literally taken the trio over her knee and gave them the thrashing they so richly deserved before dragging their asses to whatever afterlife they had skipped out on.

The mother and her son went on peacefully once they were sure the trio were gone.

Of course that had nothing compared to the looks Becky the "Wincest" fan had given Dean when she found out he was the same Loki who nearly destroyed a good chunk of New York.

She didn't cease and desist, but she did quit coming up with new and mentally scarring stories.

It was times when he found out about fanfiction that Dean wished that he could use Loki to make a "Cease and Desist" order. Sadly that would never happen as technically they didn't exist and there was the tiny factor of them being legally dead.

He could dream though.

Or he could finally cave and join his brother's band of idiots, with the agreement that Fury could ban Wincest Fanfiction on the grounds that the guy who wrote it stop printing without some damn royalties.

...Nah. Then they'd have to explain about prophets and angels and he really, really didn't want to deal with a psychiatric evaluation.

"Well what do you expect me to do about it?" asked Dean.

"We could visit a different planet," said Sam, trying not to sound too eager.

Loki grinned at his brother.

"Why not. It should prove entertaining at least, and we could introduce the universe at large to Hunting. I bet it would stick in the craw of the Warriors if they found out a pair of Asgardian brothers were doing their job, except the brothers aren't demanding to be acknowledged for what they consider their duty," said Loki with unveiled glee.

Sam snorted, before laughing.

That was definitely going to piss them off, finding out that the Winchesters had chosen to try their luck hunting in the worlds other than Earth.

Considering they, unlike Thor and his friends, never asked to be thanked it was quite likely people would ask for the Winchesters first.

"Well I suppose a jaunt to one of the occupied worlds would be safe enough."

Sam perked up at that.

"And since we don't want Thor to come and bother us...we'll use the old paths."

"At this rate I'll be as proficient as you are at finding them."

"It took me a hundred some odd years before I was remotely proficient enough to traverse the paths without issue. Don't get your hopes up. The one to Asgard, that you can safely traverse."

Sam made a face, but didn't complain. To be fair, he thought the paths were creepy as hell, but still too useful to dismiss.

"Look at the bright side. By now it's reached Lucifer you're no longer entirely human and that both Winchesters might be off the table. Which means we might be able to reason with him."

"Might being the operative word here," said Sam.

"In order for the angels to have their stupid spat, they need both Winchesters to cooperate. But that plan goes out the window the moment the 'Winchesters' are no longer human. The second Odin granted you the status as an Asgardian, you became useless to Lucifer, just as my memories as Loki made me useless to Micheal as a vessel. Because the faiths were too different, Asgardians are automatically immune to angel possession. And, if they're sufficiently strong enough, immune to demons as well."

"What's the catch?" asked Sam.

"The afterlife. The best one to land in is Valhalla, but that's only for warriors and heroes. Then there's Helhiem, but you've seen it. It's still better than the Greek/Roman pantheons idea of death. They only have one place for the dead and you have to do something very special indeed to get the good spot in Hades' realm...or if you're lucky, a spot at the god's table."

Seeing Sam's interest, Loki hit upon an idea that would definitely make him happy.

"How about I take you on a minor tour of the Greek pantheon? It's not that difficult to visit, but you have to be on your best behavior. As will I, unfortunately."

Loki definitely knew how to make Sam a happy hunter. The idea of meeting the Greek/Roman pantheon was something that appealed to his inner scholar, and to be honest it meant very little chance of running into Thor.

Odds were he'd get into a debate with Athena and end up talking with Artemis for hours about Hunting as opposed to hunting. Unlike Dean, Sam wasn't a "man-whore" as he was colloquially called.

And really, getting Sam away while he became used to having Asgardian powers (not including the magic Loki was still teaching him on the side) was a better idea than letting the angels harass them.

He really, really wished he could be there when Micheal found out how thoroughly Dean and Tony were corrupting the boy scout known as Castiel.

Gabriel had already laughed himself sick when he realized what they were doing.

Come to think of it, dragging Gabriel and Castiel to the Greeks might be a good way to judge if they could get some help dealing with the idiot angels. Gabriel was used to pagans already (and he knew that the other gods would get a good laugh that Loki apparently had someone stealing his name to punish idiots) and they could corrupt Castiel even further. Or at least get some good blackmail material once the angel was good and drunk.

One call to Gabriel, and he was absolutely in. Castiel, however, had been dragged into a theology debate and couldn't be taken away save for his Father's orders.

Pity. It would have been funny to see Castiel drunk off his ass.

"I heard the words Greek and Party."

"Sam was bored and I haven't been to Olympus in some time. So long as I give sufficient warning that we're only there to visit and not cause trouble we should be allowed to enter. If not, well, I'm sure Hades and Poseidon would enjoy hearing about how things are going outside their realms."

It wasn't like they always followed Zeus' demands, especially Hades.

Loki sent off a missive using an orb made of pure magic, and an hour later he got a reply back on the mirror he had enchanted to use as a scrying tool.

He wasn't a master at it, but it served his purpose.

"We've got an all clear from Hera herself to visit. Apparently Zeus is off gallivanting with the mortals again."

"I'm not going to ask," said Sam wisely.

"Does it worry you that Athena is clearly interested in Sam, and more than just as a fellow scholar?" asked Gabriel, highly amused.

"So long as we don't have to deal with any fall out, she can cop a feel for all I care," deadpanned Dean.

Loki had little interest in Olympus, especially considering the fact he quickly realized word had spread about the incident on Earth, so he let Dean have full control with the agreement that he would come out if anything happened.

And as Loki had predicted, the Olympians found it hilarious that an angel had committed what the mortals called "identity theft" on the Norse trickster.

Especially Hermes, the ass.

"Do I hear the potential for a bet?"

Gabriel rubbed his hands eagerly.

"I may have a few coins I could spare," he said with glee.

"I bet this entire pouch that Artemis or Athena ends up visiting us on Earth, either to continue the discussion or to see what we do," said Loki flatly.

"I bet you fifty drachma that they don't," said Hermes. They shook on it...and Loki made sure to produce a standard contract to insure both parties paid up.

Considering a good chunk of the Greeks had a bad habit of blaming wine when it came time to pay up, having a contract like this was the only way to insure you received payment.

Hermes and a few others had gotten tired of having Zeus and the other gods pretend the debt didn't exist, so they started insisting on enchanted contracts after the belief started to drop.

Loki knew about the issue (though no one had been stupid enough to do the same to him for fear of pissing him off, since anyone dumb enough to be against him and lose generally didn't get any sympathy from Odin, never mind Thor) but contracts had become standard by the time he was old enough.

The two shook on it, and the contract was set.

"We'll set the payment in the event there's any follow through within the next sixth months," said Loki.

"To be verified independently," agreed Hermes, smirking. "So have you been to Camp Half-Blood yet?"

"What?"

"There's a camp for half-bloods like Herakles or Perseus from the old days. Mostly so they don't make as many waves...and so they live."

"Huh. Is this on Earth or..."

"It's on Midgard, just off New York city. Hell, we're technically above the Empire State Building at the moment."

"Oh that's going to amuse the hell out of Sam. And I know Stark is going to attempt to figure out how that works once he finds out."

Hermes made a face.

"Yeah...tell Tony that Zeus wasn't exactly happy that he flew so close to the Empire State building with that nuke."

"He was aiming it at the hole, because some idiots sent it believing they couldn't hold New York. They thought it would actually close the hole, not cause massive casualties," deadpanned Loki.