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
