The Lokisons…?
Glossary down below, there in order from what's said.
Hel shifted as she stared at her father Loki in the chair across from her; he was pecking rather uncaringly at his food. Fenrir on the other hand wagged his tail harshly as he wolfed down the piles of food placed in front of him, He maybe older but he eats just like he did when they where kids, and in a way she was grateful of it, a reminder of a time where they were still a family. Looking back to her father, she wasn't shocked at all that he'd left when her focus drifted, sighing she stood up. "Ikke rør noe, jeg er straks tilbake." She spoke bluntly towards her oldest servant, whom nodded in response. "Ja min dame." Turning towards Fenrir whom was chewing happily on a bone as she stroked his head, his powerful tail sweeping chairs and throwing servants about. "Fenrir Ég kem strax aftur, bara að fara að sjá faðir fljótur." Fenrir looked up licking his lips happily as he nuzzled Hel before going back to feverishly chewing on the bone happily sucking out the marrow from the holes his teeth created.
Smiling softly as she left her brothers side she hurried down the hall hoping to catch him before he got to his room. She had rooms aside for her other siblings too. Creeping towards his room, she peaked into his room, her Father sat atop his bed hugging his knees to his chest as he rocked back and forth, red eyes gleaming with tears he was fighting to hold. His pale blue skin handsome in the dim candle light, his strong sliver tinged voice mumbling unintelligibly. Frowning at her Father's distress she slowly walked into the room and wrapped her arms around him. "Það er allt í lagi Pabba... Ég er hér..." He didn't reply just continued to mumble as she hugged him tightly. Fenrir having finished his bone trotted into the room, tail wagging until he saw his Father where it fell limp and his ears pressed consernedly against his head, bright sunlit eyes sparked worried as he climbed atop the bed and cuddled tightly around his Father and Sister. None moved much that night sleep hit them as they sat in the confortable postion, Loki's skin had turned back to its pale shade, his eyes their mischievous green as he felt the heaviness of sleep drag them shut.
Dawn Touches the skies of Asgard and the green moon dips from sight in Jotunheim, its dim sun taking hold of the icy realms sky...
Morning almost unnoticedly hits the underground and dead realm of Hel. Moaning softly as she sat up from Fenrir's fur suprised to not see their Father still there, Fenrirs' soft snoring as he still slept contently. Looking about she spotted Loki, whom was watching them with a soft smile, such an exhausted expression playing across his face. "Vissir þú að sofa á öllum föðurins?" Loki frowned his eyes shining with exhaustion and confliction. "Það skiptir ekki máli Helju ... Það hefur verið langur tími síðan ég naut han sefur grimmilegri faðma ... Hvers vegna byrja núna?" She sighed and Looked down shaking Fenrir awake. "Komdu nú Brother." Opening his large mouth into a yawn, as he shook himself off and followed Hel out of the room obediently. Stopping in the door way she paused for a moment saying. "Faðir ef þú þarft eitthvað ekki hika við að spyrja..." As his children left the room he smiled so large that it caused his face to hurt but he couldn't help it, a laugh escaped him, echoing though the castle and causing the servants to shiver, and Hel to only sadly shake her head as she stroked Fenrir's head, whose tail dragged across the ground. "Systir, faðir-Loki mun alltaf vera...?" Hel didn't reply only continued to walk down the hallway, she didn't know, and maybe it was better off that way...
I own nothing here Marvel and Norse Mythology do. Though I guess I own the storyline.
Norwegian-Asgardian or certain people of the dead
Ikke rør noe, jeg er straks tilbake - Do not touch anything, I'll be right back
Ja min dame - Yes my lady
Icelandic-Jotun or certain people of the dead
Fenrir Ég kem strax aftur, bara að fara að sjá faðir fljótur - Fenris I'll be right back, just going to see Father quick.
Það er allt í lagi Pabba… Ég er hér – It's ok Dad… I am here…
Vissir þú að sofa á öllum föðurins? – Did you sleep at all Father
Það skiptir ekki máli Helju ... Það hefur verið langur tími síðan ég naut han sefur grimmilegri faðma ... Hvers vegna byrja núna? - It does not matter Hel ... It has been a long time since I enjoyed sleeps cruel embrace ... Why start now?
Komdu nú Brother – Come Brother
Faðir ef þú þarft eitthvað ekki hika við að spyrja - Father, if you need anything do not hesitate to ask...
Systir, faðir-Loki mun alltaf vera – Sister, father-Loki will always be...?