That night, I walked downstairs, dressed in an incognito fashion. "Loki, take off that ridiculous outfit." "B-But I do not want to c-catch c-c-cold…" I said, shivering for some reason. Father looked at me curiously, and noticed the strong winds dusting snow around like it was nothing outside. "It must be the weather. Loki, I would like to see you after dinner." Father said, walking over to mama.
"Frigga, do you remember… The code?"
"Of course. Frost?"
"Yes. This is the sign. We have to tell him."
"Odin, honey, he will be traumatized!"
"Traumatized or not, he must know his true identity. We cannot keep it from him forever. The strange icy atmosphere in his room this afternoon, I do not know…. How it even formed!"
"I'll have a little talk with him."
"We both will. Tonight after dinner." He concluded, walking off as mama nodded slowly, sniffing a bit. I watched as father sat back down as Thor fiddled with his fork, breaking the tip of the points and making sharper more harm inducing ones.
"What was that all about, father?" I asked, scooting closer towards him. "Nothing. I am a bit concerned about something." He must have been concerned about me… I knew it. Mama placed a bowl of pasta on the table, saying,
"Eat up, my little munchkins!" Thor immediately took the spoon and plopped three spoonful's onto his plate, eating it as if he hadn't eaten for ages. I stared at him and disconsidered his hog-like actions. I pushed the plate away from me and looked down at my hands, making little makeshift soldiers fight on the top of my palms, clashing their weapons together, and shouting silently. Thor looked down and smiled with a mouthful of pasta.
"Thor, that is truly disgusting." I told him, kicking his heel. "Stop it please." Thor let out a mighty laugh and continued to gobble down his food. "Loki honey, are you going to eat?" Mama said, breaking my line of concentration on the magic soldiers. "N-No. I am not that hungry." I mumbled, trying to create the magic warfare again.
"No magic at the table, Loki." Father said, grabbing onto my wrists and placing them on the table. I looked up at him gloomily and sat there for a while until I decided to excuse myself. "Loki, stay here. We have to speak with you, remember?" Father said, dragging me back down to my seat. Thor slammed his fork onto his plate and sat up.
"That was very satisfying! Thanks ma!" He said, grabbing his cloak and running back outside to join up with the children. Mama and papa looked at me and I looked up at them, a bit of anxiety racing through me. "Loki, did you go outside? Or did you stand outside the kitchen like you were pretending to be a statue?" Father said, breaking the silence.
"I was… I wassss…." I stuttered, pressing my index fingers together repeatedly. "Loki honey, please do not lie to us. Tell us the truth." I tried to think of a way out, but the only way I could imagine doing so was if I bewitched their minds, which I wouldn't dare try doing, on them, anyway. I looked up at mama who looked like she was about to cry. I gulped and said sheepishly, "Okay I was outside…" "Good boy. Thank you for being honest. Now, do you understand why it is wrong to go outside? Did you see 'that'?" I hoped he wasn't talking about the whole Frost Giant thing, or I would have burst into tears. My eyes began to water, and I nodded slowly, "Mmhmm…" I whimpered.
"Awww honeyyyy…." Mama said, walking over to where I was sitting, giving me a hug. I began to cry a bit harder and louder, and some of the kids ran over to the pillars and watched with awe. Mama picked me up and walked me up to his room, as I heard on of the children say, "Baby!" Under their breath. I sent a small blast of white magic at them, as he tried to shoo it out of his face wildly, making me smile and grin. Mama placed me on my bed and tightly tucked me under the covers, making sure I was warm.
"Why am I going to sleep so early, mama?" I asked, looking up at her. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll get Thor soon. It's almost past your bedtime!" She walked out of my room and closed the door gently, as the lights shut off. I thought about what happened this afternoon and noticed my eyes starting to water. Does this mean I'm… An enemy? None of this was making sense to me, but I convinced myself to think that I would understand with time.
