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Dagbók,
I know I shouldn't have done it, but Sif needed to learn a lesson. I just hadn't expected everything to go so wrong.
I followed Thor to the Colosseum today. Sif and the other three were already there. They took turns to spar against me, claiming that it would be good practice for me. But I know they know I am weak and I know they did it for laughs. I got beat at each round, and the last round was against Fandral. When he was about to strike me I cast a protective spell around myself and the fake sword in his hands simply bounced off. While he was still reeling in surprise I struck him and won the round. The others were gaping at me. Then Sif spoke up first. She said using magic was cheating and that it was unfair. The others simply stared at me uneasily.
I was worried she would tell Father and I begged her not to. Of course she ignored me. I heard her mutter to Volstagg that I was a 'whiny, pathetic snob'. How dare she! But I kept quiet and sat out the next few rounds and waited until they were done. They got tired after a while and decided to nap before we left for home. It was then that I had an idea.
While they were sleeping I took my sword and grabbed a handful of Sif's pretty golden hair and cut it. Her once beautiful long hair now just reached the nape of her neck. Then suddenly her hair turned dark. It grew darker until it turned brown, then black. As black as my own. I didn't know that was going to happen! I was so shocked I couldn't run when she woke up and screamed at me.
Father slapped me. Sif was sent home sobbing and Thor was very mad at me.
Just now I asked Mother why my hair was black. Thor's and hers and Father's are all the same blonde colour, and their eyes are blue too. I have green eyes. Mother just smiled at me and hugged me closer to her and said I was special. I asked her if that was a bad thing and she laughed. She didn't answer my question.
Vinur þinn,
Loki Odinson