I heard in fear, "No, no." I whimpered, something unusual for me. "Please, n-not that, anything but that." I backed up, almost falling. "Alex? Are you okay?" Magnus asked, but his voice was background to my father's abusive remarks, it felt like a kick in the gut, every time I heard him. "It's okay Alex, maybe the others can do it." He said cheerfully, but as soon as he said that I knew he was wrong, as he normally is. It was my wyrd (I'd been taking Norse 101 as well), I had to go the gala.

I stood up and shook my head, "N-no, I have to." Odin nodded, confirming my worst fears. "Magnus, you will come with." He said. "No, what about Sam? She'd do just fine." Odin shook his head. I nodded, great I was stuck with this buffoon. I looked back at him, and I remember his declaration and my face burned. He wasn't looking bad today, and I remembered how he had looked in a suit. I put my head down to hide my blush, my high-tops needed to be tied.

I managed to look back up, "So, casual wear, or full-on soiree?" Odin looked at me like 'really?' before answering, "I believe the term you used full-on, would be more correct, now I have a game plan. I made it using powerpoint!" "Uhm, shouldn't you guys let us figure everything out, I mean that is how it works right?" Magnus fumbled, "It would be against the rules to show us your, I'm sure, very entertaining and educational powerpoint, on how to do the mission." Odin deflated then nodded. "I suppose you are correct."

I honestly would have at least tried to stomach the powerpoint if it would of told us what to do. Magnus was already screwing up this mission. Of course I also wasn't going to beg for Odin to show us his powerpoint. Now that, would be stupid, and being stupid is Magnus's job. Now of course you should probably know what the gala is about. My father, is throwing a 'business soiree', at least that's what he calls them, it's basically a gala for a bunch of snooty rich people so he can try to get famous. My mother is going to be there, and we have to find out his plan.

So in a week's time, we have to get ready, go to my father's gala in disguise, find my mother (who will probably be diguised), and stop my mother's plans in hope of once again preventing Ragnorok, or whatever he's trying to do. All with the help of Floor 19's local buffoon, Magnus Chase. Who, only three months ago declared his undying love for me, and is still waiting for my response. Which, no, I haven't given to him, and am not planning to.

Now, the hardest task befalls on me, finding the proper attire! Maybe a dress? Or a suit, I don't know what I'm going to be that day!