A/N: Wow! I'm full of firsts for this fandom! First Thor/Loki (in English on Fanfiction) and now first Beauty and the Beast story! I'm going with the Disney movie version (I might write one with the real story... or not). All teh different worlds are just kingdoms on the same planet (Asgard borders Jotunheim). Also, when Thor gets cursed (yes, he's the beast), he doesn't age because I don't want a forty-year-old dating a twenty-year-old. Thor is only a year or two older than Loki.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing :(


Vænn eða austrvegr Dýr

Chapter 1

Thor glanced up from his meal at a knock on the door and sighed. Who would be out there in a storm? This better not take too long.

"Yes?" he asked, not bothering to mask his annoyance.

An old peasant woman stood on the doorstep, shivering as the biting wind went straight through her worn out cloak, "May I have a place to stay for the night? It's cold out here and I've got no where else to go."

Thor stared at the woman in disgust. Who was she to ask if she could stay in his castle? Stupid peasant. "Do you have money to pay for your stay?" he asked.

"No, but I have a rose that I'll give you in exchange," she offered, showing him to rose.

Thor scoffed, "It is pretty, but it doesn't even come close to being enough for a night. Go away."

As he was about to shut the door, the woman flipped her cloak over. The other side was made completely from beautiful falcon feathers. Her hair combed itself, the lengthy golden strands falling elegantly down her back. A lovely necklace wrapped around her neck.

"Freyja," Thor breathed in awe before he realized his previous rude behavior and scrambled to apologize. "I am so sorry! I didn't know it was you! Of course you can stay in my castle!"

Freyja held up her hand, successfully halting his mad rambling, "Enough! I believe that you would house me, but you proved that you aren't kind enough to help a stranger. You will be punished for your selfishness and cruelty."

"Please Freyja! Don't!" Thor begged.

"I'm sorry, but it has to happen. You need to learn before you're fit to become king." She handed him the rose, "You and all your servants will remain here. That rose will bloom to your 21st birthday. You must love and be loved in return by the time the last petal falls off." She handed him a mirror, "This will allow you to see far away events."

"How will I know who the right person is? How will I get her to love me?" Thor asked desperately.

Freyja smiled gently at him, "When the time comes, you'll know whom it is. As for your second question, keep and open mind and you'll figure it out." She grinned like she knew some inside joke that he would never understand.

She opened the door to leave before pausing, "Also, I'm sorry about what will happen tonight… Goodbye!"

"Wait!" Thor called after her, but she ignored him.

As Thor looked out the window, he saw the unmistakable shape of a chariot pulled by two cats drive away.

He glanced down at the delicate rose in his hand, "What am I supposed to do know?" And what was she talking about? What would happen tonight?

Thor woke gasping in pain. "Oww," he moaned.

The pain subsided for a minute before returning tenfold. He thrashed as he felt his ears move and his spine shift. He howled as something sprouted from his back.

Suddenly, Sif slammed the door open. She dropped the candle in her hand and raised it to her mouth. "Oh my," she whispered.

"What is it?" Thor growled, his pain dying down slightly.

"Stand up," she commanded.

"Don't forget who makes the orders around here," he said warningly, but stood anyway. "What is it?"

"Well it seems to be part of Freyja's punishment," she trailed off uncertainly.

"Spit it out, Sif."

"You seem to have grown lion ears and a tail and have become, erm, sort of furry?"

"What?" Thor practically shouted, racing to the mirror in his room. Sif hadn't lied. Large, rounded ears had formed on his head and a slender tail with a black tuft of fur on the end had also appeared. His teeth had sharpened and become more cat-like.

"Oh my god," Thor whispered in horror.
What am I?