Six Too Many

by demonpie

Sleipnir knows a little more than she should. Like the fact that Odin is actually Loki. Or the fact that apples beat carrots any day. Rated T for swearing and the occasional mention of the frickle-frackle.

People do not know how hard it is not knowing the gender of your parents. On one hoof, they gave birth to you, and you remember this, how they nuzzled you, told you everything was going to be okay without saying a word. On the other hoof, you know perfectly well that they are male, and only gave birth to you after turning into a mare to solve some wall problem and ending up getting banged by a seduced stallion. Damn. Still leaves you with six extra hooves though.

At least the other horses know that their mother is female.

I'm Sleipnir, by the way. Eight-legged horse, grey coat, black mane, yellow eyes. Odin's little joy-ride. I'm also the only horse capable of thinking, as far as I know. All the other horses comply to the guard's commands. Not me. Only two people in existence can ride me. Odin, with brute force I consider animal cruelty. And Loki, whom uses gentle words and apples. I like apples. He's also, you know, my mother. I'd be a very disobedient child if I didn't let my own mother ride on my back. Although, if he was a horse, that sentence would be very different. Frigga had a chance to ride me once, but she lost that chance when she offered me carrots.

I know I've killed at least two guards when they tried to ride me. I'm not sorry. With that whip they had, I was bound to act up.

No one knows that I think this way. Most animals act by instinct. I'm expected to do so. But I can't, and that's how I know things I shouldn't. When I heard that Loki died, I became depressed, and didn't eat for days, only eating on the verge of death. Then Odin rode me. Only this time it was different. He was gentle, and fed me apples. The blood red crispy ones, my favorite. That's how I knew it wasn't Odin. People don't suddenly change overnight. Even if they lose an adopted son. Loki was in disguise, and only I knew it. That's the day I became desperate. I've always had one wish, a single dream that I knew was impossible.

To become human.

So what do you think? Is it good? I'm sorry the first chapter is so short, I'll have a longer one next time.