Disclaimer: I own nothing …. Unfortunately Hannibal King

Warning: swearing alert…

A/N:Andi = SPIRIT

Bál = FIRE

Chapter 4

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Clint Barton appears on screen

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END OF COMMERCIAL

The camera goes back to the studio and we see our host and thraina drinking coffee and eating doughnuts

Thraina: Nim, please can we release them now

Nim: ok then, but not Jared, we don't want another incident like what happened before

Thraina: ok

Nim & thraina free Blade, Karen, Whistler and King

Thraina: there ya go everyone

Blade, Karen, Whistler & King: thanks thraina

Jared: what 'bout me

Thraina: do you want my dad to kill you

Jared: well…. Maybe… no… not really

Nim: ok everyone help yourselves to food and drink, thraina go see if our next guest is ready

Thraina: yep boss

Thraina goes backstage

Nim: now (turn's to King) is there anything going on between you and Abby

King: nahh, I made it perfectly clear I was interested in someone else

Nim: really who

King: ummmmmmmm, (blushes) ummmmmmmm

Nim: weeeeeeelllllllllll

King: (still blushing) you really want to know.

Nim: no shit Sherlock

King: ah a girl after my own heart with her insults

Nim: (blank look) well

King: ain't it obvious

Nim: nope

Blade, whistler, Karen, Jared & Zoë: TELL HER ALL READY

King: all right, Nim, I love you

Nim: you have got to be SHITTING me….. (Looks at his face and sees he is perfectly serious) SHIT… King as much as I hate to reject you. I have a fiancé. An AESIR... Fandrall the dashing

King: damn it

Suddenly a bright light flashes about the room. When the light clears we see Fandrall, who sees Nim and he rushes over to her, picks her up and spins her round

Nim: Fandrall what are you doing here (squeals)

Fandrall: the all father gave us permission to get married on Midguard and on Asgard

Nim: that's great news Fandrall

Fandrall: I love you, my little andi*bál*

Nim: awwwwww, you're too sweet

Fandrall: that's why you love me

Nim: (giggle) your right

Everyone (apart from blade & Karen): urgh

Fandrall: come back to Asgard with me Nim, the all father wishes to meet you

Nim: ok….. thraina (shouts)

Thraina: yep boss lady, oh hey Fandrall

Fandrall: hello lady thraina

Nim: I'm going to Asgard with Fandrall, you are in charge

Thraina: that's ok with me

Nim & Fandrall: bye

Thraina: well seeing as I am in charge and king just got rejected. I'm gonna call up DEACON FROST as my next guest

Deacon Frost walks onstage and blade jumps out of his seat

Blade: how the fuck are you here I killed your mother fuckin' lily arse years ago

Deacon: dear Nim, brought me back

Blade: (to Karen) baby, remind me to kill her when she gets back.

Karen: ok

Thraina: (shouts) NO that's it stop it. There will be no killing on this show. At least not yet. Now will you two shut your mother fuckin' arses up because Nim isn't the only one with magic.

Blade & deacon get scared and they sit back down

Thraina: good. Now, how about we get on with the questions. Ok

Stage hand whispers to thraina

Thraina: urghhhhhhhhhh… are you sure

Stage hand nods

Thraina: ok, apparently we don't have enough time left so its time to go to a commercial

When we come back deacon is gonna' sing a love song to me while juggling flaming batons If he fails blade will get to beat him up

Deacon: I fuckin' will not

Thraina: (shouts) security

Security straps deacon to a chair and knocks him out

Screen goes to a commercial