Title: A N G E L C O O K I E M I X
Rating: T
Pairing: ロキ x 東山和実
Disclaimer: 魔探偵ロキRAGNAROK, is not mine, nor will it ever be. Who cares about me? I hate you all too. XD
Mansex has already passed…I know, it hurts. We didn't really do much…or at least I didn't. I'm a Norse Pagan / Atheist and even a bit Shinto so…yeah. XD
I'm really sorry about the long wait. I've had so many exams and…well, keeping up with the news about when Tantou's baby will arrive. Anyway, here is the story. Happy times!!!! Woohoo! ((GAAAAH! I have to memorize the periodic table by tomorrow?! Nuuuuu!!!! OMGOGGLES!!!!!))
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"MERRI CHRISTMASU!!!!!!" Mayura yelled joyfully, yet again, dressed up in her famous Santee Claws outfit. Loki had never seen "Nightmare before Christmas", but his face read that he got the joke. He sipped some cocoa as the bubblegum haired assistant made a b-line right for the desk. "Hey Loki-kun, do you celebrate Christmas?"
He glared at her. "And why would I exactly?" Mayura uneasily looked at the ground.
"Well…." She shrugged off his reply as if it was nothing. "I had a feeling that you didn't on account that you have no decorations up…" Yamino walked through the door carrying cider on a silver tray with embellishment that you often see in old libraries resting on the handles. "Uwaaaahhh! Is that a new tray Yamino-san?"
"Yes." He nodded and handed Mayura some apple cider from the plate to drink in the cold weather. He put his hands behind his back and smiled a childish smile and walked out to fetch some cookies. Mayura looked at Loki puzzled and sipping cider. "Yamino knows about it…"
"Sure. He cares about humans a lot more than I do." He looked out the window at the snow outside. The trickster pouted. "Why does it have to snow," He asked himself, head hitting the desk with a 'thump'. Mayura bolted up of the couch at those words. She was so excited to make it over to the window that she literally shoved Loki out of his chair to get to it. Mayura was to busy drawing pictures on the frosty glass to notice the side of the desk had slit a not-so-deep gash in Loki's slender arm. The detective wanabe was in a deep trance because of the white flurries slowing falling from the heavens. "Kami-sama is making scones!" Mayura yelled happily. The trickster blinked, holding his bloody arm. His voice was extremely peeved. "…Scones…?"
"Yeah! You use powdered sugar in scones, right?"
Loki sat in his oversized chair again, immersing himself in another book. "Sure, I guess…"
Mayura could tell the child was not amused. "So…then it falling from the sky, and snow looks like sugar so…."
Loki turned to her. She smiled, and then Loki hit her between the eyes with a book. "You're a retard."
"MEANIIEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!"
When Mayura was about to scream and cry for Yamino a giant robot pig crashed into the study's huge window and flew right over the desk. The intruders flew so far they broke down the door and fell the stairs. Mayura was pressed up against the wall as tight as a flower pressed in a book. Loki, on the other hand, was once again blessed with another scratch, this time on his chest. The scratch didn't bother Loki as much as the fact his ribbon was ruined. From the flying pig, he could easily tell who it was who had carelessly destroyed the rather EXPENSIVE mail-order window frame. Mayura put on her mystery glasses and ran down the staircase. "STRANGE MYSTERY!!!!"
Freyr was at the bottom of the staircase on top of Gullenbrusti, who just short of being broken. They had barely dodged Yamino who was coming up the stairs with snowman cookies. Poor teenager was on the verge of tears. Loki walked down after Mayura to check up on his younger son. "You okay Yamino-kun?"
"Yes." Yamino sighed, looking at the phantom thief with concern. "Why can he never use the door?"
"Don't know." Loki concluded by closing eyes and exhaling in aggravated breath.
Mayura continued to poke Freyr. "Kaitou-san, are you okay?"
He stirred, but didn't wake up. Loki took a cookie from the tray and patted Yamino on the shoulder. Yamino 'ah'ed and looked at his father again, smiling. "Loki-sama…I have a present for you."
Loki looked up at his son. "Oh, okay…" The green-eyed Kami-sama followed his son to the secretive basement. Spica was downstairs waiting. Loki expected to see her dusting the steel spiral were all the jaki was held, but instead.
Loki shuddered in surprise at the purple glow that radiated from the door crack. "Y-you…"
Every candle on the spiral was lit with a brilliant purple flame. "You gathered all this jaki?! How…how did you…?" Loki's eyes were wide as leaves. The serpent pushed him towards it. "Actually, it'll be a present for somebody else as well."
Loki looked back at him. "Did you say something?"
"Nothing as all."
The trickster hummed skeptically, but nonetheless, walked closer to the spiral of light. The mirror in the basement lit up as well, revealing the reflection of a young girl about the same age as Yamino.
"Otou-sama…" It smiled.
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Utgard-Loki and Koko were the ones to answer the door. The thunder Kami-sama and the watchman both stood blankly. Koko rocked on her heels in a bored fashion.
"Mou, it's nobody fun."
Narugami pushed them aside. "Outta my way!" Heimdall walked in slower and calmer, taking time to talk to the giant's other life. "We sensed a immense amount of jaki from Enjaku."
"…"
"…Are you going to take part in this conversation?" Heimdall asked.
"…No." A blonde female ran through both boys, screaming with joy. "That aura!!!! Loki's back in his Kakusei! form!!!!!" Heimdall moved aside so the Freya who was followed, didn't trample him, by the Norns and Odin, who popped in for a visit. Heimdall was agape. "W-what are you doing here?!"
His long silver hair fell over his shoulder gracefully and made him look extremely god like. The All-Father's eyes glowed. "Come now, I'm not going to hurt your Loki."
Heimdall growled. "I'll kick your royal ass of your pedestal."
He sighed. "Oh god…don't you remember, IT WAS BALDR'S FAULT. It was not mine." To be honest, the watchman didn't care about that shit. All he wanted was for this holiday to be a fairly nice one…particularly without Odin. Still, Odin smiled. "Well…I felt that jolt of jaki, didn't you?"
Heimdall walked away from the All-Father, not turning back to answer his question.
Meanwhile, in the basement of Enjaku, Freya had already glomped adult Loki so hard both had fallen over. With Koutarou now there, the whole room was even more cramped than it was beforehand. "AHH!! Loki, you're sooooo cute!!!!!"
Loki, now a adult, sweat dropped and rubbed his sore butt, aching from the fall. "Freya-chan…."
Heimdall and Odin walked down the stairs together. Urd eyed Odin, smirking at him. She crossed her arms officially. "Hello, Odin-sama."
He didn't reply. He stood, long black cloak moving with his walking swing and eyes closed. When he stopped, silver strands flowed in front of him. "Loki….hi." The trickster looked up almost feeling threatened. However, his heartthrob smile never vanished. "How nice of you to take a special trip all the way to Midgard to see me."
"I have my reasons."
"Well, well. You started without me, Otou-sama?" A young feminine voice chimed. Loki looked over at the mirror to see his daughter standing in front of it, healthy as ever. Loki smiled. "Hello Hel. What do I owe the visit?" Freya looked up at her, her arms still enveloped around Loki's slender neck.
Hel pushed on her glasses. "You speak of it as if it's a problem,"
Her face changed from happiness to mock hurt. "Aren't you happy to see me?" Loki got up (after finally freeing himself from Freya) and walked over to her. He hugged her again. "Stay as long as you like, 'kay?"
She patted her father on the head. "Don't worry! If I didn't plan on staying I would have murdered you by now!" Hel broke out laughing.
Everybody's face paled. That is, except for Loki, who just laughed at her joke.
"Yes, I understand."
Hel looked over her father's shoulder to see Heimdall, staring on with a raised eyebrow and a confused frown. "Ah!!! HEEIIMU-CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!" When Hel tried to run over to him and greet the watchman, he dodged her gracefully like a bullfighter. She tripped and fell over. "Why me?! Heimu-chan, you're horrible."
Heimdall smiled and helped her up to reconcile. "Sorry."
She cocked her head. "Why are you talking to me? Aren't you here to see Otou-sama?" The watchman twitched a visibly dramatic twitch, blushing again. Loki smiled and began to snicker madly. "Really? I'm touched." Heimdall became even more flustered.
Yeah, that gave him bad thoughts.
Mayura and Koutarou both looked at each other. "Well," Mayura began.
"As long as everybody's here, why don't we have some fun?"
Koutarou nodded. "Why don't we decorate the detective agency for the holidays? It looks a little dry right now." Mayura giggled evilly and looked at Loki, eyes as red as smoldering rubies. "Well then…is that all right with you Loki-kun?"
He shivered. "Uh…. sure."
"Good." Koutarou walked past Yamino and grabbed his hand. "Hey, Yamino…right?"
"Eh…yes?"
"Well then. Yamino-san, tu peux achete du sucre et du lait?"
The serpent sweat dropped. "Uh…you want sugar and milk?"
"Oui." Koutarou concluded. Loki blinked. "When did he learn to speak French?"
Mayura looked back at the trickster. "Nous parlons Français."
Heimdall smacked his forehead. "You both speak French?!" Mayura put a finger to Heimdall's lips and winked seductively. "It is the language of ROMANCE, mystery lovers." Heimdall would have smacked her if his face hadn't been gushing with blood. Kakusei! Loki bent down over Heimdall's shoulder. "What did she say?"
"…Loki."
"Er, yeah?" The Kami-sama said, slightly flustered by the watchman's serious attitude. To be honest, Heimdall was the sexiest, at least to Loki, when he was serious. The wisteria hair colored watchman looked over his shoulder. "Make sure you pick up on some French."
"Why?" He asked confused. He blinked his crystal blue eyes and leaned in closer. Heimdall turned away. "Because we are going to hear it for the rest of the day."
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Narugami was helping Yamino in the kitchen bake a Christmas cake. Yamino made the marzipan and Narugami made the icing. Yamino was washing his hand sin the sink when he finally said, "Why did Koutarou-san ask for sugar and milk when we are the ones making the cake?"
Narugami snickered and licked some frosting off Yamino's cheek that splashed on his skin when we had to spot Narugami from spilling it on the floor and having his gluttonous brother eat it. "It's because we're the only ones who can cook." The serpent stared at him blankly with hand on his reddened cheek. Narugami cocked his head. "What? Your father did it to me once."
"…" Yamino would also never think of his father the same way again. In the interim, Koko and Utgard-Loki hung up mistletoe around every corridor. Utgard-Loki often had to hold Koko up so she could hang it, considering how short she was. "Nya…"
They finally set the last piece up. "There!" She got down and looked up at her handiwork. "Hey…."
Utgard-Loki didn't reply to her. "Since we are both under the mistletoe, shouldn't we kiss?" She giggled cutely. Utgard-Loki didn't respond but instead bent down. Koko thought his face was a little pink, but didn't care enough to look for a long time. She planted a quick peck on her lips. Spica saw and pouted. A sigh followed and she hung up more ornaments on the tree. "Maybe…maybe I was wrong to leave my husband…"
Koutarou and Mayura also were working on the tree with Spica. Even though she didn't speak, she had become immensely involved with their conversation. She said a few words, but nothing more. Freya and Freyr were outside playing in the snow (mostly because nobody wanted them to screw anything up.) Outside you could easily hear,
"ONI-SAMA!!! You took one of my snowballs, didn't you?" Freyr objected. "I would never take something from my dear Freya-chan , right Gullenbrusti?"
Gullenbrusti made an 'oink' sound. Freya shot two ice balls at their faces. "GOD, YOU ARE BOTH MORONS!!!!"
"Freya-chan, calm down!!!"
"Bui, buuuuui!"
Hel looked at both of them out the window of the study, intrigued by their fighting. "Amazing that brother and sister can fight so much…"
Fenrir sneered. "Like you can talk."
"Shut up." Hel ordered instantly.
Fenrir stiffened. "Yes ma'am." Heimdall looked over at the two. "Are you guys going to help at all?" The watchman pulled on a coat. Kakusei! Loki was also pulling a jacket on. Hel blinked. "Where….are you both going?" Loki brushed some dust off his jacket. "To the store. Yamino and Narugami need some ingredients for making the cake. They ran out of whiskey." Both boys soon walked out of the agency. Hel looked at her brother, eyes sparkling with mischief. Fenrir looked at her, shocked. "Y…you can't…"
She grabbed her long coat and ran off. A leash in his mouth, the black puppy chased his sister out of the agency past the Vanir gods. "Wait—HEEEEL!!!!!!!!"
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Kakusei! Loki bought the whiskey and paid for it, Heimdall close by his side. The woman shopkeeper insisted Loki didn't have to pay, and then looked at Heimdall. She cooed over him and ruffled his wisteria colored hair roughly. "Aw…is he your son? You look so young…"
A somewhat flattered; yet also very angry Loki shook his head and waved a hand at her. "N-no…he's…my…." Heimdall took the bag and walked out ahead of the playboy. "I'll see you once your done talking."
The watchman walked into the snow, the wind hitting him like a pack of bricks. Kakusei! Loki looked back, his blue eyes growing huge and slowly getting more and more feminine. It almost looked like he had become a few years younger. The shopkeeper cocked her head. "Oh…he let…is he mad?"
Loki ran after him. "Sorry! I'll be leaving now!!!"
A little farther away, Hel started to fret. Being unused to the area of Japan…she became lost. Fenrir wasn't any help at all since he just barked and did nothing but whine. Hel choked him with the leash. "Shut up! This isn't my fault!"
"I WAAAAAAAAAAANT DAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDY!!!!!!"
To mortals, this howl was heard all over the city. A few passerbies had even tried to kick him or 'accidentally' drop very heavy bags on top of him. Hel didn't notice, for she was focused on finding their way back home. "I wonder where Otou-sama went…? The superstore maybe?" Fenrir looked up at her. "Do you know where that is?"
Hel put a fist to the side of her head and grinned. Her answer was hesitant. "Uh….no."
"…"
"…heh…hehheh…"
"DAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDYYYY!"
"Oh, will you stop yelling?!" Hel retorted, stomping on his tail angrily. He yelped in pain and rolled over crying. The black puppy wagged his legs fiercely. "Waaaaaah! So meeeeaaan!" Hel exhaled a sigh, lifted her foot again. "If you don't shut up—"
"Heimu!!!" A male voice cried.
Both siblings blinked, peering around the corner. Loki sulked around the path, heavily distressed. Hel smirked. "He probably got Heimdall pissed again."
Fenrir was about to agree when Loki spoke again, this time voice softer.
"Sorry…it wasn't my fault…"
Hel gasped, hair swinging to the side.
"As you wish Hel, let it just be you and me…"Her voice quivered as she put a finger to her lips in shock. The emerald green in her eyes became pale. "Otou-sama…acted like that around me when I…"
Fenrir pawed her leg. "Hel, something wrong?" She dropped her arms to her sides.
"Together forever."
Loki was already walking down the park trail ahead of them towards a foggy path dotted with minty smelling oak trees. He was now only a fifteen year old boy, clothes getting smaller as he did, and more younger looking. Hel watched quietly, and then smiled. She yanked Fenrir's leash so hard she flung him up in the air. "Alright," She cheered loudly.
"First off, we should try and find Heimdall." Her pale pink hair swaying the breeze, she tugged on Fenrir's red leash. "Come on!" The black dog was in a quandary. She understood and shook a finger at him.
"Can't you tell? Otou-sama would never do something so mean…he didn't abandon me…they just misunderstood each other." Fenrir cocked his head. "Huh?"
"Nothing!" She smiled and ran off with the puppy being dragged across the pavement. "Hey, stop!" Fenrir pleaded.
She didn't listen.
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"Heimdall!" Loki yelled again. He crossed his arms. "I wonder where he went. He knows he can't carry alcohol around without being stopped by the police." Loki halted.
"WHAT IF GETS ARRESTED?!?!" Loki ripped his ginger colored hair out recklessly, screaming madly. He closed in eyes and fury, but hen he went to turn around, he caught the glimpse of a wisteria blur in his path. Instantly, he turned back to see what it was. Heimdall was sitting as the same swing set Mayura always did when she was sad, completely empty handed. A puzzled Loki approached him cautiously.
"Er…"
"I took the alcohol home, nothing happened," Heimdall whispered, bangs hiding his one eye. "Shouldn't you be home?" The watchman retorted in a tart voice. The chibi Kami-sama was quiet, then sat down next to him. Heimdall noticed his form. "Why a teenager now?"
"Don't know, must have happened when you left…I got so sad…" Loki pretended to cry to ease the mood. Heimdall growled, "Don't speak."
Loki fell breathless and looked at the ground. "Y-yes…"
Cicadas cried all around them as night began to fall like a sack of bricks. Gusts of wind blew at their hair, sometimes blowing leaves in their faces.
After a couple minutes of silence, Loki stood up, fists clenched. He seemed to grow smaller.
"Heimdall…don't leave while I'm talking, okay?"
Damn, that foiled Heimdall's plan. "You sick fuck—I'm leaving…"
"Don't you leave!" Loki's voice shrilled loudly. I rang across Heimdall's body and echoed all the way over Japan. Even Hel had heard it from behind the tree.
"It's true that I'm a slut…but you're the first person I approached on my own…"
Heimdall glared at him and grabbed the trickster's wrist. "What difference does it make?!"
"Because," Loki turned to him with tears raining from his eyes and stepped forward. "Because I love you! I just want to find some happiness, since I'm already hated by everybody!"
He continued, this time the watchman listening crystal clear, rocked to the core.
"Do you know how much it hurt when you said you didn't love me? You hated me for something I didn't do? If hurt so much I felt like sometimes going back to Asgard without you…but…"
Heimdall finished for him.
"You were afraid to leave me…?" Loki snapped. He ran over to the watchman and collapsed on him, throwing his arms around Heimdall's neck "I'm so sorry! I know I'm acting like a child but this is the first time I've ever taken somebody so seriously…" Heimdall felt the trickster's tears on his neck. "I'm…sorry. I guess this attitude makes me a bit of a slut too, eh?" Heimdall hugged Loki around the neck also. "That's not it…"
Loki looked up at him.
"If you're crying like this, " Heimdall said. "Then you must care a great deal to embarrass yourself like this." He smiled. Loki banged on his chest. "You are not making things better!!!"
Heimdall frowned again, the usual annoyed pout on his face. "Let's go back before you catch a cold in the snow…"
Loki blinked. Ah…." He frowned. "I want to have some fun with Heimu…" The watchman glared at him with his ruby red eyes, stinging the trickster's soul. "like…"
Loki blushed and beamed a cute smile at him when he walked even closer to Heimdall and planted a quick peck on the watchman's tart sweet lips. Heimdall blushed the color of his eyes. "L-Loki!!!!!" Heimdall stuttered incoherently. "D-d-d-don't do that in a public place!!!" Loki smiled and ran down the path. "Make me!"
Heimdall 'eh'ed and ran after him, fuming and ranting loudly. "Loki, you bastard! Come back!!!!" Loki stuck his tongue out. "Not on your life!!!"
One the boys were running back to the agency, Hel still hid behind the tree. She couldn't hide her schoolgirl giggles, as much as she tried. Fenrir yanked the leash from her. "Oi, if we don't head back soon, then we'll get lost again!!!"
Hel calmly flipped her hair out of her face with the back of her hand. "Silly, we won't get lost."
"Huh?" Fenrir retorted, waving his tail in frustration towards his sister. He was super hungry, and his sister was just being a pain in the ass. However, she just started walking through the white flurries a slow as ever, yet still giving off a elegant flair. "I can feel them…their aura."
"Like jaki?"
"No," Hel said in a tone that suggested she thought Fenrir was a moron. She gazed up at the gray sky, heart as robust as it could be when she was half-dead. "Not jaki, a energy. A happiness…that is so overwhelming…that I could follow it all the way home." The midnight colored dog licked his paws and set off. "Whatever, sounds like something out of a anime."
Hel laughed. "Doesn't it though?"
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"We're home!" Both boys said in sync. On the way home, somehow, Loki had gotten a hold of Heimdall's arm and was still holding it when they returned home. Yamino came to them immediately. "Loki-sama! Why were you out so long…?" The snake, worried as if he was Loki's father, began to rant on about what could have happened to them if they were out too long. He then noticed Loki's arm around Heimdall's and the fact Loki was no longer an adult. Yamino thought for a second. He exhaled a sigh of relief. Freya and Freyr were inside sipping tea. As soon as she saw the chibi Kami-sama, the tea splattered all over the fertility god's body and she bolted like lightning to the door. "LOKI!!!!!" The Vanir goddess scanned Loki's body, patting him all over. "When did you turn back into a child?" Loki sweat dropped.
"It's a long story…" Heimdall said, pulling his arm away from Loki, mostly because he didn't want to be murdered by Freya. Narugami was eating some Xmas cake and Spica was dusting the staircase. Heimdall closed the door behind them to prevent snow from blowing in. "Where's mystery girl?"
Mayura leaned dangerously low over the staircase, lifting her feet off the ground. "Salut! Ca va, Heimdall?"
The wisteria haired god slid to his knees. "Ah…I knew it…"
Yamino looked back up at her and waved. "Pas mal, mademoiselle Mayura!"
"When did you learn French!?" Loki and Heimdall screamed.
She grinned playfully. Koutarou joined her on the staircase. "Ils' n pas Français!!!"
The Norms and Odin all were eating cookies. Koko and Utgard-Loki were talking, or at least Koko was, on the couch. Loki realized his daughter wasn't there. "By the way, where is Hel?"
As if on cue, the dog and goddess of death walked through the door. "Here, Otou-sama!"
Loki sighed. "Ah, I thought you were both lost…" Hel and Fenrir exchanged glances. Hel recalled the sweet memories of watching the duo reconcile and apologize. Fenrir didn't ant to admit it, but he thought it was kinda cute. Both at the same time said, "Not at all."
Heimdall yawned and groaned sleepily. Loki looked at him surprised. "Heimu, you're tired?"
"I wouldn't be surprised after all that walking." Yamino gladly said. Spica nodded and pointed at the clock. Everyone looked over at it.
11:00 p.m.
Narugami screamed first. "KYA! If I don't get some sleep, I'll be late for my part time job doing ikebana at the florist shop!"
Freya broke out in panic. "If Mino-san sees me gone, Reiya-chan will be punished!!!" She grabbed her brother and Gullenbrusti, both still had cake in their mouths, and ran right for the door. She waved a sad goodbye to Loki and Freyr waved to Mayura as each of them went home. Why she dragged, Freyr, she didn't know. The Norns teleported back home to their mansion and Odin decided to stay in a guest room for the night. Mayura and Koutarou decided to flaunt their French speaking skills some more. When they departed, Mayura yelled, "J'adore Koutarou-kun!!!"
The blonde playboy yelled back, "J'adore Mayura-chan aussi!"
Just when Spica was about to close the door, they yelled one last time to really piss Loki and Heimdall off. "Salut, mystery lovers!"
Loki slammed the door loudly, spinning around abruptly and walking off, trying to hid his flustered face from his family. "Where is Koko and—"
"Upstairs in bed." Yamino replied picking up paper plates on the table. He put them in the trashcan. "I wonder where Odin-sama went…"
"You don't know where he went!?" Fenrir snapped hastily. He growled. "What kind of son are you?"
Yamino covered his ears and tried to protect himself from the puppy's rude comments. "I'm sorry Ni-san!" Loki watched his sons bicker, eyes in a daze. They argue sometimes…but they're happy with each other…just like Heimdall and I….
Hel waved a hand in front of her father's face. "You awake?" Loki made a small gasp and glanced at her. "I'll be staying upstairs also. Is that okay?" The trickster nodded in a very adult fashion. "Certainly. There is no reason you couldn't stay Hel." Eyes closing, she fell to her knees and hugged her father tightly, her curly hair swinging over both of their bodies. "Don't do any funny while I'm asleep. I don't want to miss it."
A perplexed Loki cocked his head. "Uh….what do you mean?"
The trickster's daughter patted him on the head. "You are still such a kid." She ran off with a couple books to read in bed and dropped them off to take a shower. Loki walked into the study. "I wonder what she meant…"
The ginger haired Kami-sama was about to sit down when he looked over at the study couch in shock. Heimdall was sound asleep, curled up like a cat. Loki's heart raced 1000 miles ahead of him. "He's so cute…"
He dropped down to touch Heimdall's hair. The more he came in contact with the watchman, the hotter his face became. Even so, Heimdall had to be cold, so Loki quickly grabbed a blanket and threw it over Heimdall. "There." He said in an accomplished tone of voice. The trickster sat on the very end of the couch arm, sleepily beginning to nod off into a slumber himself. Before he turned out the lights in the study, a perverted idea raised itself from the catacombs of Loki's intelligence. Loki switched off the lights and tucked himself in right next to Heimdall. Heimdall didn't wake up, but stirred. The trickster wrapped his arms around his lover, purring a goodnight to him. Finally, Loki kissed the watchman and fell asleep, both boys squished together and on their sides.
Innocent it seemed, until the shadow in the window that floated, invisible to normal humans, out side the window sneered. "I can see why you didn't return…but, why? Such as a child I see." Odin giggled and passed through the glass of the window with blue sparkly magic, landing silently on the ground like a spider on a web. His long cloak made no sound when it glided over the floor, the only sound being Loki and Heimdall's breathing. Odin tossed his stunning silver hair with an ivory white hand. "I'm a bit tired myself." He took one last look at the lovers before mumbling something in old runes, and vanishing.
That something he mumbled was never known, but that Xmas night, every star twinkled extra brightly, as if the eyes of god were watching them
Merry Xmas.
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14 pages, and I actually have a recipe! I did this all in one day and…. the time all the gods left, THAT was the time I finished this fanfic. Nonstop, all day, and I started at noon. The only other things I did were drink tea and watch the uncensored version of "Sensitive Pornograph."
…that was all…and….I'M HUNGRYYYYYYYYYYY!
How to make-Xmas Cake
You need-
2 cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
½ teaspoon baking soda
1 tablespoon grated orange zest
1 cup chopped fresh cranberries
½ cup green candied cherries
1 teaspoon salt
2 large eggs
¾ cup granulated sugar
¼ cup melted butter or margarine
¾ cup of fresh orange juice
Position rack in center of oven and preheat to 350 degrees F. Lightly grease 1 ½- quart casserole dish.
In a large bowl, blend together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, orange zest, cranberries, cherries, and salt. In a medium bowl, beat eggs until foamy before beating in the sugar, butter, and orange juice. Combine the two mixtures, beating until the dry ingredients are well moistened.
Scrape the batter into a preheated pan and bake for 45 – 50 minutes, or until cake tester wooden toothpick comes out clean and top is golden. Remove from oven and cook pan on a wire rack for5 – 10 minutes before removing loaf from pan.
ENJOY, NIPPA!!!!
Bye…bye..nippa….((Faints from hunger.))