Loki’s a dutiful father.
Schlagwort: loki beaker
Loki comes home and they chat for a while. Conversation topics are somewhat restricted, though. It sucks not having any memories…
“Oh thank god she didn’t harm you!”
“Hey, stay away from me! Who are you? Ugh, I feel… funny. I must’ve bumped my head somewhere… Where am I?”
“Circe! Freyja!”
Olive wastes no time on that blond idiot. She is looking for something and the footsteps she can hear upstairs seem promising.
“Hi there. I’m looking for my son. I think you might know him.”
“Honey, I’m home!”
“We need to leave.”
“What?”
“We were busted! That crazy witch from the other side of town… Apparently, our test subject is her son!”
“He is… The possibilities that opens!”
“No! We need to leave. Let’s take Freyja and go on a vacation or something… Let’s visit your sister, anything. Let’s leave town for a few weeks.”
“What’s with the subject?”
“I believe that problem will solve itself.”
“I see.”
“Uh oh! Loki! Loki, the baby!”
“Checkmate!”
Circe and Loki both have the day off and spend their day skilling (and in Circe’s case, eating and sleeping).
aondaneedles 