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Kæru Dagbók,
Sif wasn't too pleased when she saw me trailing after Thor. Volstagg, Fandral and Hogun didn't mind my company at all, and they greeted me happily. "So what were we going to do," I had asked.
"I don't know," said Fandral. "We went sparring yesterday. And I want to do something else."
"I want to eat!"
"You always do, Volstagg."
"Hey!" And then, "I'm older than you, Hogun, so you mind your words."
I suggested we went to the library.
"But it's boring!" scoffed Fandral.
"My brother told me you sneaked into the locked section," announced Sif. "What were you doing there?"
Damn Heimdall.
I told her I had been lost.
She said, "You lie!"
So I just told them about the books I found because I didn't want to argue with Sif. They still didn't believe me when I told them about the spell books I found and the magic I had experimented with. So Fandral, being the loud-mouth he is, asked me to prove it.
I did and they watched as I made a dried leaf float. Then another. And another. Until we were surrounded with leaves. I jiggled my fingers and they danced in mid-air. The rest stared in wonder and I felt a swell of pride. After a while it got a little tiring so I stopped.
Sif spoke first. She said I should stop doing magic before the Allfather found out. I know she was impressed, but she looked quite uneasy too. Actually all of them looked uneasy. I just shrugged it off. They're just jealous, I think. I know Father won't be pleased if he knows what I'm doing, so I'll keep it a secret. I know I won't stop doing magic. I'm good at it.
In the end we played hide and seek. Volstagg complained he was too old for it, but he played anyway. None of them could find me because I teleported all the time.
Vinur þinn,
Loki Odinson