Post by Lord Hastings on May 2, 2020 15:02:37 GMT -5
It is evening in the Hastings home, as Donovan tucks his twin daughters into bed.
Scarlet: Daddy, I’m not tired.
Hastings: You’re never tired.
Katie: I’m not tired either.
Hastings: You’re both so not tired that you’ll be asleep in ten minutes when I check on you.
Scarlet: Could you read us another story?
He frowns, but she gives him those eyes and he sighs.
Hastings: Fine, one more.
Both Girls: YAY!
Katie springs from her bed to the bookshelf.
Hastings: Hold on, hold on. I think I’ve had enough of Gerald and Piggie for the night. I have something.
He leaves the room as Katie visibly deflates on her way back to her bed.
Katie: Nice job. Now he’s getting one of his.
Donovan returns with a book in hand, and takes a seat in his chair positioned between both beds.
Katie: Daddy, what is it?
Scarlet leans off her bed.
Scarlet: Low...ka...sin...ah?
Hastings: Sit back.
Katie: Are we going to like this?
Hastings: You asked me to read another story. Do you want me to read or not?
Katie: Scarlet asked you to read.
Scarlet: I’m still not tired.
Hastings: Enough, hush. I’ll read…
Ægir, who was also called Gymir, had prepared ale for the gods, after he had got the mighty kettle, as now has been told. To this feast came Othin and Frigg, his wife. Thor came not, as he was on a journey in the East. Sif,
Thor’s not there?
I just said he was on a journey.
I like Thor.
You like Captain America.
I like them both!
I like Harley Quinn.
Enough! This is a different Thor anyway.
Thor isn’t Thor?
Well, he is, he’s just...it’s...can I just read, please?
Sif, Thor's wife, was there, and Brag, with Ithun, his wife. Tyr, who had but one hand, was there; the wolf Fenrir had bitten off his other hand when they had bound him.
A wolf bit his hand?
Yes.
Is his hand okay?
...yes. It got better.
It’s like how Daddy got better after Mr. Gabriel gave him the sleepy needle.
Ahem…
So there were a lot of people there. Many were there of the gods and elves. Ægir had two serving-men, Fimafeng and Eldir. Glittering gold they had in place of firelight; the ale came in of itself; and great was the peace. The guests praised much the ability of Ægir's serving-men. Loki might not endure that, and he slew Fimafeng. Then the gods shook their shields and howled at Loki and drove him away to the forest, and thereafter set to drinking again.
Wait, what?
They were saying good things about the serving-men and Loki got jealous. You know what jealous means?
It’s when you didn’t like that Sarah had the title and you didn’t?
I...well, not exactly. I guess. But Loki didn’t like that nice things were being said about other people.
And then he slewed Fimmafeg.
Fimafeng, yes. He killed him.
He killed him!?!?!
That’s what slew means.
So he killed someone and they put him in a car?
A car?
They drove him to the forest.
...yes. Loki killed someone at the party so they drove him to the forest.
And went back to partying.
Apparently.
I like parties.
Of course you do.
And so the gods resumed their feast, and there was much rejoicing. But then Loki burst back in, and engaged in a flyting with-
A flyting?
A contest of insults.
That’s not very nice.
Did they say...you know?
Say what?
You know the word. I’m not going to say it.
No one called anybody stupid.
Daddy said it!
Loki exchanged insults with each of the gods, and they all sat there and took it as though they were the common peasantry, but it was after Loki insulted the god Freyr, that the mighty Tyr came to the defense. It was always said that Tyr was very daring and stout-hearted. Very brave. He would always sway victory in war. And so Tyr came to the defense, but Loki pointed out that he could not be the right hand of justice, as he was missing his hand. Tyr smartly remarked that although he missed his hand, Loki missed his pet even more, as it was now bound and would remain so until the Ragnarok.
The stand-off continued until Thor returned, and-
Yay! Thor’s back.
Yes, and-
Thor is kind of like Mr. Kiss-her-ah-gees.
Wait, what?
Scarlet’s right! He came back to be a hero, just like Thor!
Thor didn’t come back
But you just said-
It turned out that Thor didn’t come back, it was a dwarf that looked like Thor and he was quickly ignored. But it was Tyr, yes, the mighty Tyr that stood up to the dastardly Loki. They quarrelled and came to blows, but Tyr outsmarted him in the end, and where are you going?
I have to pee.
Fine.
She always has to do this you’re trying to read.
I’m aware.
I don’t have to go. I went when you said to go before bed.
Thank you.
This story is a bit confusing.
How so?
Well I thought that Thor was going to come and bring the other Avengers with him, but that didn’t happen and it’s kind of, you know.
It turns out that Tyr is a pretty exciting guy too, you know. Very brave and a real hero.
Does he have a magic mew mew hammer?
Well, no. But many people say he was the greatest champion that Asgard ever had. Are you ready now?
Yes.
And as they battled, Tyr thought back to all the atrocities that Loki had committed, the blood that he had on his hands. Loki had long been known for being something of a snake in the grass, manipulating people and lying to everyone. He had laid traps, caused events that went far beyond mere mischief. He thought of the death that everyone had simply stood back and watched, that led to a banishment that didn’t last. But Loki and his tricks were no match for the mighty Tyr, who outwitted him at every turn. Loki replied that for Tyr alone he will leave the hall, because his threats are the only ones he fears. And after that Loki hid himself in Franang's waterfall in the guise of a salmon, and there the gods took him. He was bound with the bowels of his son Vali, but his son Narfi was changed to a wolf. Skathi took a poison-snake and fastened it up over Loki's face, and the poison dropped thereon. Sigyn, Loki's wife, sat there and held a shell under the poison, but when the shell was full she bore away the poison, and meanwhile the poison dropped on Loki, who suffered deeply under the watchful eye of his new master, Tyr. Then he struggled so hard that the whole earth shook therewith; and now that is called an earthquake.
With both girls having fallen asleep before the story was finished, Donovan tucked both in and gently kissed their foreheads. He stood at the door and gazed upon them for a moment before turning off the light, and shifting his mental attention to the task at hand.
He had a trickster to send to Valhalla.
Scarlet: Daddy, I’m not tired.
Hastings: You’re never tired.
Katie: I’m not tired either.
Hastings: You’re both so not tired that you’ll be asleep in ten minutes when I check on you.
Scarlet: Could you read us another story?
He frowns, but she gives him those eyes and he sighs.
Hastings: Fine, one more.
Both Girls: YAY!
Katie springs from her bed to the bookshelf.
Hastings: Hold on, hold on. I think I’ve had enough of Gerald and Piggie for the night. I have something.
He leaves the room as Katie visibly deflates on her way back to her bed.
Katie: Nice job. Now he’s getting one of his.
Donovan returns with a book in hand, and takes a seat in his chair positioned between both beds.
Katie: Daddy, what is it?
Scarlet leans off her bed.
Scarlet: Low...ka...sin...ah?
Hastings: Sit back.
Katie: Are we going to like this?
Hastings: You asked me to read another story. Do you want me to read or not?
Katie: Scarlet asked you to read.
Scarlet: I’m still not tired.
Hastings: Enough, hush. I’ll read…
Ægir, who was also called Gymir, had prepared ale for the gods, after he had got the mighty kettle, as now has been told. To this feast came Othin and Frigg, his wife. Thor came not, as he was on a journey in the East. Sif,
Thor’s not there?
I just said he was on a journey.
I like Thor.
You like Captain America.
I like them both!
I like Harley Quinn.
Enough! This is a different Thor anyway.
Thor isn’t Thor?
Well, he is, he’s just...it’s...can I just read, please?
Sif, Thor's wife, was there, and Brag, with Ithun, his wife. Tyr, who had but one hand, was there; the wolf Fenrir had bitten off his other hand when they had bound him.
A wolf bit his hand?
Yes.
Is his hand okay?
...yes. It got better.
It’s like how Daddy got better after Mr. Gabriel gave him the sleepy needle.
Ahem…
So there were a lot of people there. Many were there of the gods and elves. Ægir had two serving-men, Fimafeng and Eldir. Glittering gold they had in place of firelight; the ale came in of itself; and great was the peace. The guests praised much the ability of Ægir's serving-men. Loki might not endure that, and he slew Fimafeng. Then the gods shook their shields and howled at Loki and drove him away to the forest, and thereafter set to drinking again.
Wait, what?
They were saying good things about the serving-men and Loki got jealous. You know what jealous means?
It’s when you didn’t like that Sarah had the title and you didn’t?
I...well, not exactly. I guess. But Loki didn’t like that nice things were being said about other people.
And then he slewed Fimmafeg.
Fimafeng, yes. He killed him.
He killed him!?!?!
That’s what slew means.
So he killed someone and they put him in a car?
A car?
They drove him to the forest.
...yes. Loki killed someone at the party so they drove him to the forest.
And went back to partying.
Apparently.
I like parties.
Of course you do.
And so the gods resumed their feast, and there was much rejoicing. But then Loki burst back in, and engaged in a flyting with-
A flyting?
A contest of insults.
That’s not very nice.
Did they say...you know?
Say what?
You know the word. I’m not going to say it.
No one called anybody stupid.
Daddy said it!
Loki exchanged insults with each of the gods, and they all sat there and took it as though they were the common peasantry, but it was after Loki insulted the god Freyr, that the mighty Tyr came to the defense. It was always said that Tyr was very daring and stout-hearted. Very brave. He would always sway victory in war. And so Tyr came to the defense, but Loki pointed out that he could not be the right hand of justice, as he was missing his hand. Tyr smartly remarked that although he missed his hand, Loki missed his pet even more, as it was now bound and would remain so until the Ragnarok.
The stand-off continued until Thor returned, and-
Yay! Thor’s back.
Yes, and-
Thor is kind of like Mr. Kiss-her-ah-gees.
Wait, what?
Scarlet’s right! He came back to be a hero, just like Thor!
Thor didn’t come back
But you just said-
It turned out that Thor didn’t come back, it was a dwarf that looked like Thor and he was quickly ignored. But it was Tyr, yes, the mighty Tyr that stood up to the dastardly Loki. They quarrelled and came to blows, but Tyr outsmarted him in the end, and where are you going?
I have to pee.
Fine.
She always has to do this you’re trying to read.
I’m aware.
I don’t have to go. I went when you said to go before bed.
Thank you.
This story is a bit confusing.
How so?
Well I thought that Thor was going to come and bring the other Avengers with him, but that didn’t happen and it’s kind of, you know.
It turns out that Tyr is a pretty exciting guy too, you know. Very brave and a real hero.
Does he have a magic mew mew hammer?
Well, no. But many people say he was the greatest champion that Asgard ever had. Are you ready now?
Yes.
And as they battled, Tyr thought back to all the atrocities that Loki had committed, the blood that he had on his hands. Loki had long been known for being something of a snake in the grass, manipulating people and lying to everyone. He had laid traps, caused events that went far beyond mere mischief. He thought of the death that everyone had simply stood back and watched, that led to a banishment that didn’t last. But Loki and his tricks were no match for the mighty Tyr, who outwitted him at every turn. Loki replied that for Tyr alone he will leave the hall, because his threats are the only ones he fears. And after that Loki hid himself in Franang's waterfall in the guise of a salmon, and there the gods took him. He was bound with the bowels of his son Vali, but his son Narfi was changed to a wolf. Skathi took a poison-snake and fastened it up over Loki's face, and the poison dropped thereon. Sigyn, Loki's wife, sat there and held a shell under the poison, but when the shell was full she bore away the poison, and meanwhile the poison dropped on Loki, who suffered deeply under the watchful eye of his new master, Tyr. Then he struggled so hard that the whole earth shook therewith; and now that is called an earthquake.
With both girls having fallen asleep before the story was finished, Donovan tucked both in and gently kissed their foreheads. He stood at the door and gazed upon them for a moment before turning off the light, and shifting his mental attention to the task at hand.
He had a trickster to send to Valhalla.