Ludvik arrives on the top of Linda’s apartment building with her in his arms.
“So much for a carefree night, eh?” Linda begins.
“Was it really that bad?” Ludvik questions.
“No, not really. But I suppose we will have to postpone the honeymoon, until after the baby comes.”
“How about Valentine’s Day? We can plan a trip just the three of us, anywhere you want to go.”
Linda smiles, “Just the three of us. I kinda like the sound of that.”
“Then it’s settled. I will start the arrangements first thing in the morning.”
“You will stay with me always, won’t you Ludvik? No matter what happens, we will be together and watch our child grow up.”
“Yes, Min Skatt. I promise you. And if you want more babies, I shall give them to you as well. Whatever you want, is yours.”
Ludvik sets Linda down on the roof top. He adjusts his watch, and resumes his human form.
“Now, Mrs. Vidar, may I have this dance?”
Ludvik pulls Linda in close and the two slow dance on their own private dance floor above Linda’s apartment. The rising sun as their back drop, and the wind as their music.
“You really can’t do anything without my help, can you Fenrir?” Loki admonishes.
“We fought long and hard father. Vidar is stronger than I gave him credit for. It will not happen again.”
“We are running out of time. You have until midnight on the night of the 31st! “
Loki `waves his scepter, “Your promise bore me.” Poof. Fenrir is gone.
All of hell is quite, all except for the maniacal laughing of Loki.
“This could have been bad.” Mimir begins.
“Nonsense. We were in control the whole time.” Odin smirks. “Sit still Thor, and let Mimir set and mend that wing.”
“Thor could have been killed, had Vidar’s strength not rivaled that of the Jotuns.” Mimir adds.
“I ensured his strength using Huginn and Muninn. He was never in any danger. No one was. It was the whole reason I sent Thor and Vidar.”
“I was!” Thor explodes. “I could have been ripped apart by those ugly gargantuan sisters. They were toying with me as if I were something to pass the hours.”
“Don’t get all bent out of shape Thor. We all must sacrifice to ensure the birth of the child.”
“And just what is it that you are sacrificing father?” Thor demands. “Are we finished Mimir?”
Mimir nods and Thor jumps up, spins the dial on his watch and resumes his human form. He then disappears leaving only a blue flash of light where he was.
“You shouldn’t say such things to him. You have sacrificed nothing.” Mimir criticizes.
“Nothing, except my crown, and being ruler of the world Mimir. Do not forget that! I have not, nor will I ever. I have sacrificed more than anyone here has, or ever will.”
“Do not forget the prophecy. You are not the only one.”
Odin then storms out of Mimirs office.
©2015 ML Steele