In the Night
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"There's a festival at the temple this evening. The whole class is going. Come with us, Kazumi."
He was busy plotting Loki's demise. "No", he said. "I have work to do."
Evening came.
"Hey, Kid! Did you get lost? You shouldn't be out alone in the dark. Come, I'll escort you home."
The woman was disrespectful, and mortal. He didn't grace her with an answer.
Night fell.
The streets were still busy. He met Thor at a corner, selling Tokoyaki. "You look hungry", he said and offered him some for free, either forgetting that they were on opposite sides or not caring. Thor was always like that. But he'd helped Loki and was labelled 'enemy' in his eyes, so he turned the offer down and left.
Midnight came, and passed.
He came home at half past two in the morning. "Where have you been?" Freyr sounded all too much like a scolding parent. "I've been worried." He hadn't been sleeping, that much the other god could tell, who didn't care and didn't answer. Freyr was angry. He left, finally.
Heimdall kept staring out of the window for the rest of the night and didn't notice the sun when it rose.
