Hey, this'll be the last chapter for this fic, and since I can't figure a good way to end it, I'm just gonna wing it, review if you want. I have aneven better story coming up next, and it involves Dethklok and...the dark ages! Woooo!! Good stuff!
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Very soon, the whole of Mordhaus knew that Toki's little sister was dating Dethklok drummer, Pickles.
Toki didn't mind, so long as he knew Pickles was not hitting her or nothing. Freya seemed happy enough, so he must be alright. It was good to see them happy. Pickles had even laid off the booze more andmore often, although this wasn't like him. He was laying off the drugs, too.
Murderface kept calling her a soul murderer, but she had taken to calling him "dogface". He didn't seem to mind that either. They got along like brother and sister typically did; always at each other's throats.
Meanwhile, tne media was having more of a field day with it than they had when Nathan had started dating Rebecca Nightrod. Now they weren't just planning babies; now they were spreading rumors of a wedding. Wedding! Of all the crazy things!
The rumors pissed Freya off, he could tell. Pickles burned the paper after reading it. No one wanted to get married, not now , not ever. Being single was just so much more fun!
Life at Mordhaus went on. Life around the world went on. People were born. Best of all, people died. They kept playing shows, adding to that number daily. Freya had started playing percussion alongside Pickles, making their music even heavier and ten times louder. Every once in awhile, the crowd could hear her raw, throaty, furious screaming in the background to Nathan's death vocals,and that was alright with them.
When Charles confronted all of them to talk about the upcoming tax season, they were fine with that too. After abandoning the mistakingly-adopted fatty ding dongs on the island of wayward kitties, they were fine, that is.
Before any of them knew it, Freya had been with Dethklok for two years and she and Pickles were still together. Toki couldn't believe it, either, that he would last so long. But Freya was nothing like that bitch Rebecca so the inner workings of the band proceeded unheeded. She let him do pretty much whatever he wanted.
She continued to do the band's makeup too, and Nathan agreed to start paying her for it, so she could stop mooching off Toki.
At the three year mark, they got a ltter in the mail from Norway, telling them that sadly, their parents had passed away, leaving a surprise; everything in his old home in Norway now belonged to the "eldest living relative", which was him. When asked what he wanted to do, he shrugged and said simply, "burn it to de grounds. I don't wants it."
People lived and people died, more than a few by Freya's hand, personally. She was a drummer, a girlfriend, a singer, a cook and, among other things, she was also a good video gamer.
But among other things, she was also the perfect little sister.
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THE END!!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!