A/N: WHAT IS UP MUCKAAAACHUNGAAAAAS!? IT'S TRAVEZTY! And today I am going to be starting to pick up the pace a little and extending out the stories of each chapter a bit, starting with the next chapter. However, that won't change much of what I intend to do! In any case, aside from this story that I am writing, I am actually thinking of creating a Crossover of my Norse Mythology Universe with that of My Hero Academia! Now I won't spoil too much of it, but I think I will give you all a sneak peek of one possible Idea I have in mind for that story.

Preview:

"But Father-" A man says.

"Don't you, "but Father", me, you monster!" A man with a single eye and wielding a mighty spear shouts at him. "I have tolerated your presence here in Asgard all because your brother, his benevolence has kept me from exacting my justified vengeance against you for your birth, but now that he is gone, and by your own hand, no less, I have no need to restrain myself any longer!" That is when the man raises his hand and summons a battleaxe from out of the man's hand. "I take not only your power from you…!" Guards then grab the man and one of them brings forth a bowl of black liquid, "But I take from you the blood that you had polluted with your birth!"

"No! No! Not the Bruthendr! Father, please, I beg you! ANYTHING BUT THE BRUTHENDR!" The man begs as he is being restrained, and his mouth is forcibly opened by the guards.

"ODIN! STOP THIS, PLEASE!" A Woman calls out as she is retrained by guards herself. "HE'S THE ONLY SON I HAVE LEFT! BANISH HIM, IMPRISON HIM! PLEASE!"

"Silence Freya!" Odin shouts, only for the sound of thunder to be heard as the man is forced to drink the black liquid, Odin then looks down and looks at the man with anger in his eyes.

"Hodur… Odinson… You betrayed me with your birth by robbing Baldur of half of his divine powers… You have betrayed me by existing in my halls as one of my sons… And you have betrayed me for the last time by killing your own brother!" He then walks over to the young mand and ripping off pieces of his armor, "You are Unworthy of Asgard! You are Unworthy of your Life! YOU ARE UNWORTHY OF THE FAMILY THAT YOU HAVE MURDERED AND BETRAYED!" That is when the lightning bolt crashes outside, "Now, in the name of my father, and his father before him! I, Odin All-Father, end your life and cast you out!" He then throws his spear into Hodur, which pierces his heart, and Hodur's eyes widen as he looks at Odin with shock in his eyes.

"NOOOOO!" Freya shouts.

"BROTHER!" Thor shouts as he runs inside, however, as emerald mist flows out of Hodur's body, he points to Odin, his flesh rotting away, he speaks but one word.

"Traitor…" Hodur says as his flesh rots into a soup and while the bones clatter to the ground.

Odin then raises the axe to his lips. "Whosoever holds this Axe, if he be worthy, shall possesses the power of Hodur…" He then throws the weapon through the portal where the soul was flying off… Thor screaming in anger as he attacks the All-Father, Mjolnir and Gungnir clashing in a burst of energy… And… Izuku wakes up…

End of Preview:

What do you guys think? Cool, huh? Well it is only one of the possible storylines I could do, but I will be discussing it further with those who can help me make the final decision! Anyway, I think that is enough out of me for now, please be sure to Follow, Favorite, Review, and Share! Catch ya on the Flipside! SKOLL!

Chapter 3: Of Dwarves and Giants

Helheimr:

Within the Skies of Helheimr, the clouds begin to spiral, descending rapidly as two beings fall from the sky, the clouds condense, at the base in which two shadows fall from the clouds and land upon a soft layer of cloud that slowly dissipates into vapor, revealing two young women lying on the ground. Skaði looks up as she holds her head, her second feet falling off her primary ones and she looks around. "Where are we?" She then looks to her sister and her eyes widen, "Héla! Héla, are you alright?" She asks, gently shaking her sister.

"Ugh…" Héla says, sitting up, holding her head. "I… I think so… What happened?"

"You suddenly fell down a chasm and I jumped in after you, then… Some green mist surrounded us, and we woke up here!" Skaði says, looking around. "I don't even know where we are!" She and Héla look around to see the palace of black ice, the emerald-green overcast skies, and-

"GARMR!" A woman's voice shouts as Héla hides behind her sister, and they turn to see a woman with a spoon chasing after a wolf pup, who appears to be running away with something in it's mouth, and it looks all too happy to be doing so. From what the girls can see is in the Wolf's mouth is, strangely, what appears to be a piece of bread, but there is the faint scent of honey coming off of it, and even some dripping over the top of it. "BRING BACK THE MASTER'S PANCAKES!"

"Pancakes?" The two girls say, hearing that word. That is when they see the Wolf Cub stop in front of them and starts violently eating the pancakes, the honey splattering all over his lower body, turning his pristine white fur a bloody red, and when he is finished, the woman catches up to the Wolf and sighs in exasperation.

"Garmr! Why is it that every time I make his grace's breakfast, you always end up stealing his pancakes, instead of something a normal wolf would, like sausages?" The Woman says, but then notices the two young women in front of her. "Hello, who are you?"

"My name is Skaði, and this is my younger twin sister, Héla! We don't know how we ended up here, but maybe you could help us?" Skaði asks.

"Where you are is Hellheimr, young lady!" The woman says, being polite, "As for how you got here, you two… You're Jotnar, aren't you?"

"H-How did you know?" Héla asks, terrified, "Please don't kill us!"

"Easy now, little one, you needn't fear being killed here! All people are equal in death if they aren't in life!" The Woman says, "My name is Ganglöt! A pleasure to meet you. Please, both of you come inside, his Highness will want to speak with you, and hopefully get you home! You could also join the Master and his other… Uninvited Guests… For breakfast if you would find that appealing!"

"There are others here?" Skaði asks, to which Héla looks nervous.

"Yes, a group of dwarves somehow blundered their way here after getting caught on the wrong side of a dragon's lair." Ganglöt says, leading them inside with a smile on her face. The two girls, looking nervous, hear the barking of the puppy from before, and see it bouncing a bit happily… Héla, unable to ignore the cuteness, has her heart melt upon looking at the little creature, in which she gently reaches for it, the puppy sniffing her hand before licking it, causing the Jotun Girl to begin petting it. The wolf then follows Ganglöt and seems to excitedly beg them to come inside, sitting on its hindlegs and swinging its forepaws downward. Unable to resist the pup's cuteness, they begin to follow inside, with Skaði picking up her second feet…

'I need to come up with a better name for these things instead of "Second Feet"...' Skaði thinks.

…and follows close behind her sister as she walks after the puppy. As they enter inside the citadel made of black ice, they find the halls are lit by eerie blue torches and there is an ever-present green mist creeping across the ground. Despite the light, the halls were also really dark, almost as if the light of the torches were being devoured by the darkness, but not in a terrifying way, almost as if the darkness was gradually feeding on the light, and yet the darkness was feeding the torches. As they continue onwards, they find themselves approaching the great doors of what appears to be a throne room, with voices being heard from the other side.

"...And so when you retreated, the dragon knocked you down a chasm, and you ended up in my kingdom?" A young voice asks, sounding about their age.

"It is true, your grace! We didn't mean to intrude as we did!" One voice says, meek but gentle.

"Yeah… We apologize for our intrusion!" Another voice says, one that is more gruff, and not used to speaking so affluently.

"It is no trouble at all, Brokkr, Sindri… You are welcome to stay within my halls as long as…" He then pauses.

"Your highness?"

"Ganglöt… I know you're there! You may enter!" The young voice says, in which Ganglöt opens the doors to the throne room, which reveals it is massive, and dark, but with a fine black and silver carpet running from the doorway to the throne itself, with torches and braziers spread throughout the throne room, burning with eerie blue fire. In front of the throne room appear to be four dwarves who stand before the throne, which, to the girl's shock, is empty. "Who might these two ladies be?" The young voice from before asks.

"These young Jotnar Ladies are Skaði, and her younger twin sister Héla. They just arrived in a similar manner to our four other guests here." Ganglöt says, "Also, your highness, I propose you take your hood off, they can't see you."

"Huh? Oh my apologies!" Höður says, removing his hood, revealing to the girls a handsome young man about their age, maybe a little bit older, with white/silver hair that falls to his shoulders with cloudy blue eyes, and deathly pale skin. His eyes were very kind despite their apparent blindness, looking at them with a gentle smile upon his face. "Welcome to my home, my ladies… From what I understand, you entered here in the same way that these new friends of mine did?"

"We did, your grace…" Skaði says, "We were playing near our home a cavern that was hidden by snow suddenly became visible again and…"

"I fell over the edge, and my sister tried to save me…" Héla speaks up, "Please, can you send us back home?"

"Honestly, I would if I could…" Höður says, "Actually let me rephrase that, I would gladly be willing to send you home, but the thing about Helheim is that I need to have visited the place I want to go previously before I can send somebody there, otherwise you'd have to make the long trek up the World Tree's roots and follow it's maze of tangles in order to find your proper realm to return to."

"So you can't just take us home, because you've never been there?" Skaði asks, rationalizing it.

"I'm afraid so, I've only ever been to Asgardr, and I've yet to be to Nidavellir or Jotunheim… However, I can send for somebody who might be able to help!" Höður says, "Fjorlag!" That is when a raven flies down and he whispers into it's ear, "Oh by the way, what are the names of your parents?"

"Lord Þjiazi, and his wife, Angrboða. We also have an Uncle and a Cousin, Thamur and Hrimthur respectively." Skaði says, to which the Raven listens closely then flies off.

"There he goes, with any Luck, my good-sister, Loki, will be able to approach your family, and they will be able to pick you up." Höður explains. "Until then…" He picks up some bread with salt and brings it over to the dwarves and the girls, "Both of your parties are welcome to stay here until such a time we can get you back home!" The Dwarves take their pieces of bread, dip it into salt, then make a gesture with it before eating it, with Skaði and Héla, hesitantly, doing the same thing. "Now that that is settled, let's have some breakfast!"

"About that, your grace, I am afraid you'll have to go without pancakes again." Ganglöt says.

"Garmr!" Höður says, the puppy yipping happily, to which Höður simply sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, "Every single day with you." Despite this, Höður just can't ignore the pup's cuteness, he pets the puppy with a smile, but then he notices the shyer of the two sisters, the one named Héla, is hiding behind her sister, having this look that speaks volumes. "You like him?" Héla nods, to which Höður smiles and gestures for Garmr to go to her, and the young woman smiles as she pets the puppy, smiling happily as she does so. Soon, the group is led to the dining hall, a rather opulent, if, of course, very dark despite the amount of flames burning to brighten up the place. However, despite how dreary it looks, it is still a rather opulent place, with plenty of fanciful metal work, metal eating utensils, plates and bowls made of metal as well, with plenty of tables large to accommodate hundreds of people at once, ranging from those as small as the dwarves, to those as big as the largest Jotnar. Höður provided them seats at the head table, where he could actually sit with them and get to know them all better. "Please, join me at my table!"

"Yer Majesty is far too kind!" One of the Dwarves says, having the rare trait of having ashen gray skin with pure white hair, to which Höður smiles as he slowly pulls out the seats for Skaði and Héla, smiling at them. The two Jotnar women blush slightly, Héla more than her sister, as they sit down to the right of Höður, who smiles as he moves his hand and the darkness pushes out the seats for the dwarves, and they all take their seats, with Höður sitting down as the food is brought out by Ganglöt and Ganglatti, who both move with surprising speed as they place down the food for them all to eat. "Thank ya!"

"It is our pleasure, Master Brokkr!" Ganglatti says, bowing with his sister before they both vanish off, in which they all smile as the King of Helheim begins serving himself breakfast with his contemporaries.

"So tell me, Masters Huldra, Masters Ivaldisson! Why were you being sent out to steal a dragon's treasure hoard, if I may ask?" Höður says, "I believe you told me the basics but I would like to know more."

"It has to do with a succession crisis our people are suffering from…" One of the Ivaldissons, a red haired dwarf named Uri, explains, "Turns out our former king, Ivaldi, actually had kept secret that he had two wives, and that the two eldest sons of those wives were born on the same day."

"And our stepmother began this succession crisis because she had secretly married our father before he officially married his legal wife…" Uni says. "Now we're being forced to pass certain dwarven trials in order to be able to prove that the members of our separate families are better fit to rule. Unfortunately, the four of us took up the trade of smiths and craftsmen, not warriors, so none of us have the capacity for war."

"What's worse is that because our father kept us secret from the rest of the world…" A brown haired dwarf of the Huldra Brothers, Sindri, explains, "We are considered bastards, despite having official documentation that we are the Sons of Ivaldi."

"And those stinkin' old farts want to get rid of us so that the "official" heirs can take over and use them as puppets! However, as said earlier, none of us have the skills ta actually lead armies. That is why, during our travels to find a dragon lair, we came up with an alternate way to settle the matter if we survived, and that the person who ended up inheriting the throne would implement should something like this happen again!" Brokkr says. "Trials best fit the talents of both parties. Unfortunately, you know what happened after that, encountered Fafnir, got knocked down a bottomless chasm, and ended up here!"

"That is actually fairly interesting…!" Höður says, smiling as he rubs his chin, "What did you have in mind for this particular trial?"

"A Contest of Skill! Since all of us are craftsmen, we thought it would be fair that our trials be based on that!" Sindri says, "Each of us would make a set number of items each, and, if hosted in a Realm of Neutral Standing, a gift as a show of appreciation for intervening and hosting the contest on our behalf!"

"If your people could hold off the contest for Two Midgardian Years, then I could host the event here as part of my coronation ceremony when I come of age!" Höður says, "I would be glad to host such an event here to help settle such a dispute!"

"If we manage to make it back, and you send back a written letter explaining the situation, I believe we can convince the council to allow such a thing to happen!" Uni says.

"Then consider it done!" Höður says, to then he turns to Skaði and Héla, "I apologize if it seemed like I was ignoring you ladies." Höður then sees that Skaði is ravenously digging into her breakfast with a smile on her face, while Héla is eating slowly more elegantly. "You must be hungry, Lady Skaði."

"I apologize to my inelegance, your grace, usually I am far more composed than this." Skaði says, blushing, "But, truth be told, I had planned on hunting for breakfast whilst I was out with my sister this morning, but then everything happened."

"No need to apologize!" Höður says, "I am used to such gluttony from my brother, Thor. Plus it's a breath of fresh air when somebody acts as they normally would around me, I personally hate all the pomp and circumstance when it isn't needed." Skaði blushes as she looks at the King of Helheimr, "But in any case, what can you tell me about your home?"

"Well just about what anyone would say about Jotunheimr…" Skaði says, "You could pretty much take any forest, mountain, river, or cavern you find in Midgard and increase their size by a factor of ten, and it is fitting, given how a number of our kin can grow to such massive sizes."

"Wait, aren't all of you extremely tall and mighty beings?" Höður asks.

"No, your grace…!" Héla says, "Most of us are around the size of the Average Human, maybe a bit taller. Most of us don't even reach taller than 6ft tall, a smaller number would be lucky to reach anywhere from 7-9ft tall, and only members of the Jotnar who are born particularly powerful in our magic are anywhere beyond that, though some of us have learned how to channel our native magics to increase our size to match that of the tallest members of our race."

"Our Uncle, Thamur, is by far the largest Giant in living memory, being taller than any giant ever known, save for Ymir, who was taller than even him!" Skaði explains, both of the sisters taking delight in their host's fascination with their race.

"Truly spectacular! If I could learn how to transform into a Giant, nobody would mess with me!" Höður says, smiling big, "But I'll save that for if I enter Jotunheimr! Is there anything else you can tell me about your family?"

"Well there is our father Þjiazi! He's by far the greatest shapeshifter in the world, save for the Goddess Loki, as he can shapeshift into any animal that exists, while Loki can transform into anyone she desires regardless of their gender or race!" Héla says, "There are also our older brothers, Fenrir and Jörmungandr, with the Former being out eldest sibling, while Jormie is younger than him. They were born as normal Jotnar, but they were born with great and powerful magics that manifested while they were still infants, their powers being so great for two so young that their manifested power prevented them from ever transforming back, so they are stuck in the form of a Wolf and a Serpent! However, according to a prophecy our mother had, our Eldest Brother will go so great and powerful that only a chain of made up of the 6 Impossibilities would be able to bind him, and that Jörmungandr will grow so large he would encircle all of Midgard, with venom so powerful that even the scent of it could kill a god."

"Wow, such mighty brothers!" Höður says, smiling at them, but then he notices Garmr pawing at his leg, "Oh fine…" He gives Garmr one of his pancakes.

"You should stop doing that, you're going to spoil her!" Skaði says.

"Her?" Höður asks.

"You didn't know? Garmr is a She-Wolf!" Héla says.

"EEEEH!?" Höður shouts, shocked, and he can see Garmr looking at him with big innocent eyes. "I see… Sorry Garmr…" The Pup just licks his hand in acknowledgement and then finishes her pancake. He smiles as he looks at her and continues to eat breakfast, "So this prophecy you heard, what else was there to it?"

"Well-" Héla begins, but Skaði gives her a sister a look, one that tells her not to continue. "I don't know much else, other than it somehow involves your brother."

"Which brother…?" Höður asks, sighing, "I have far too many of them." Héla looks to her sister, whose expression softens.

"It is Thor… I don't know much else, other than a rivalry that forms between them and spins out of control." Héla says.

'She's not telling the whole truth… They must think I'm still loyal to that damned old man… Welp another trial to overcome, but one I think is worth doing.' Höður thinks, but then suddenly, they all hear a scream, and Höður jumps out of his seat and sees Ganglatti rushing into the room. "Ganglatti, what's going on?"

"Your Highness! You must finish your breakfast quickly!" Ganglatti says, "We have our first soul!"

"What? This soon? But how?" Höður asks, "Show me to them, I'll finish eating afterwards! And how many are there?"

"Only one, your grace!" Ganglatti says, in which Höður nods, making his way to the Throne Room as he puts his hood on. Curiosity getting the better of the rest of the guests, they all decide to follow, and watch, having filled their stomachs enough for this. Höður, for his part, is nervous, not knowing how to actually do this, but he decides to give this a good old try as he enters his throne room and… To his horror, the first soul in his court is a little boy. Höður can see the boy turn towards him, almost as if he sees past his cloak, but the God of Winter and Darkness keeps his face neutral as he makes his way to the throne, and sits as Skaði, Héla, the Ivaldissons, and the Huldra Brothers all stand to the sides to watch the proceedings. "What is your name, young soul…?" The boy looks nervous, terrified even as he looks around, shaking, and on the verge of crying. Ganglatti is about to open his mouth again when Höður gestures for him to hold his tongue, and Höður gestures for the boy to come forward.

"Where am I? Where's my mother and father?" The boy asks. "Please… I want to go home…" However, the boy is surprised when Höður gets down on his knees and pulls the boy into a hug, and he begins to cry. "Am I… Dead…?"

"Shhh shhh…" Höður says, "Let it all out little one…" The little boy cries as he holds the God of Darkness, crying as he feels how unfair life was taken away from him, and it takes the boy a good several minutes to calm down before sniffling and pulling back. "Here little one, let me see your life and how you died…" The boy looks him in the eyes, in which Höður's cloudy eyes become clear as they glow with a icy blue radiance, and Höður sees it…

This boy was named Aldr (Alder), and was the first born son of Ask and Embla, being a boy of barely six years old. He had been around during one of Odin's visits telling him of the Afterlives, and had heard of Helheimr, and how those who die of any way other than battle would be sent there, and those who did evil would be tortured for eternity. He had been scared out of his wits and had done his best to be a good boy for his short life. Unfortunately, what had happened instead was that Alder was tending to his little sister while Ask was out hunting and a bear wandered into their homestead, and Ask had been away while Embla was inside. Aldr had been told to keep an eye on his little sister, Eik, and when the bear came he hadn't made it to the Homestead in time, and had, instead, chose to put shield his sister from the Bear's Hunger, being mauled in her place, and the last thing he heard was the twang of a bow string and the bear's claws leaving him as he collapsed, holding his sister, who cried for him as he felt his life leave him. However, that is when Höður smiles as he feels something, and smirks.

"Aldr…" Höður says, "I have good news for you… You're not dead…!"

"I'm… I'm not…?"

"No, you're hanging on the threshold between Life and Death…" Höður says, smiling at the boy, "I have never been to Midgardr, but if you can guide me, I can speak to them…" Aldr looks at him excitedly and smiles as he leads Höður out…

Midgardr:

"Aldr… Please…" Embla says, begging her son as she pets his head, "Please wake up…!"

"Son, don't leave us yet… You still have your whole life ahead of you…" Ask begs, but as Aldr's breathing gets slower, Ask grits his teeth and rushes outside, "ODIIIN! YOU SAID WE WOULD BE SAFE! WHY HAVE YOU ABANDONED US WHEN WE NEED YOU, NOW MORE THAN EVER!" That is when he hears the sound of a beast snorting, and sees his breath on the air, turning his head towards an emerald glow that the First Man looks in shock to see a hooded figure riding upon a black stallion with three legs. "A-Are you-?"

"I am… I am the King of Helheimr… The Land of the Dead… And your son is currently standing upon the fragile threshold between Fjor and Hael, Life and Death…" He says, drawing his sword as he looks at Ask, "And you were not here to protect him! If he dies, he will not be sent to Valhalla, but he will be amongst my halls, where he will be praised as a hero for defending his sister from a mighty Boar-bear… However… He wants to come back home, he's scared… He loves you that much… And I know what it is like to not be loved… So I've come to offer you a deal…"

"Wh-What sort of Deal do you propose?" Ask enquires.

"Will…" Embla asks, "Will you truly return our son to us?"

"You have my word… I may be a God of Death, but I was born Æsir, so I value my word…" Höður says, "What I require of you is to sacrifice an animal in my name, eventually, my future brides and children will each require a Sacrifice for their Services, but if you do this for me, you will be consecrating a new animal soul to my realm in which to populate Helheim with animals which we can raise and provide food for our population of both native gods and our citizens…" He points to Aldr's unconscious body, and smiles, "I require you to sacrifice a pig." He then looks to Hrimangr, who is eying the crops nearby, "And should a Helhest ever pass by your homes, provide it with oats so that it may continue on its journey, not disturbing you with the death of a loved one!"

"Yes, Lord Höður! If it will save our son, we will do it!" Ask says, bowing to him with Embla. Höður smiles as they bring out a pig, and Höður teaches them how to perform Blot, using Ask and a stick to demonstrate while Embla keeps the pig in place, using a swiftly made idol of himself to spray cold vapor upon it to demonstrate.

"You will need to make idols of myself and my clan members, and when you wish to invoke them, spray the blood upon them, then clean the idol while cooking the meat to finish the ritual." Höður instructs, "If no animal can be killed for the sacrifice, you can instead offer a Libation, or a drink, one that requires work to create. I, myself, prefer sweeter drinks over the much dryer meads that my brother Thor prefers." Ask and Embla nod, and then perform the ritual themselves, and Höður smiles as he watches as the blood sprays from the pig's throat onto his idol, and, while Embla cleans the idol, Ask sets about to cooking the whole pig, and as they come back to the pig, they clasp their hands together… And they Pray… Höður smiles at them and brings out Aldr from under his cloak. "Go on…" Aldr smiles as he looks at the God but stops as he reaches the door, waving good bye and mouthing thank you as Höður mounts Hrimangr.

"Wait!" Ask says, and brings out a bag and reaches inside, bringing out oats, holding the handful out to Hrimangr. The Horse looks at them and begins to eat them carefully out of Ask's hand. "A Mighty and Powerful Steed such as he should also be rewarded for bearing such a benevolent master to the World of the Living to teach us such sacred rites." Hrimangr nods after he finishes.

"Then let it be known that should one see a hungry Helhest, then providing them with food, such as apples, berries, carrots, or oats shall receive good fortune, but should they be ignored or spotted by those of evil hearts, then death shall surely come for them." Höður says, "So it is my will, so it shall be!" Ask nods as he looks at the god, giving Hrimangr one more handful of oats before they ride off back to Helheim.

Helheimr:

Höður smiles as he stands up from the ground, finding that Aldr is now gone, and a big smile upon his face as he sees now, Ganglöt and Ganglatti are now wrangling a pig and bringing it outside. "Höður, what did you do?"

"Something that needed to be done…" Höður says, "I never said anything about this to anyone, but Helheimr is incapable of produce it's own food… We've been trying for over a year now and plants that are not native to this realm can't grow here… We have so very little edible vegetation, and even fewer natural animals that we can reasonably gather or raise to eat. I practically have to beg my father for any food he can spare, or find some way to see if the Vanir Gods can help us…" Höður looks down ashamed, "I've not searched Helheimr enough to find any sort of suitable food that can be reasonably sustained…"

"No food you say?" Héla asks, and looks to Skaði, who realizes what she is saying, and thinks on this.

"Are there any sort of fruit bearing trees or berry bearing plants that grow here?" Skaði asks.

"Well…" Höður says, "There is one thing that I have found that might work…" Höður says as he leads the girls outside, revealing there are black thorny brambles growing up the side of the castle walls, climbing up the walls, the brambles being something of a lighter shade of black than the rest of the walls, and these brambles, though bare of leaves, they grow proud and strong with mighty thorns on them. Skaði takes a closer look at them and then sees what appears to be some sort of fruit growing on the canes as they climb up the wall, branching out from stems. These fruits, in terms of size, are about half the size of a plum, but slightly larger than a cherry, but have the the colorations of apples, crabapples specifically, and the glossy skin of plums and cherries. "These are what I was talking about. I've tried picking them before, but every time my hand so much as grazes the thorns…" He shows her burns on his hand, "Burns… Caused by the poison in the canes… So I'm not sure if the fruits are toxic as well…"

"Let me be the judge of that, your grace!" Skaði says, smiling as she reaches up to a fruit and just plucks it off. "You have to grab the fruit from the bottom up, not the sides, and then pull down carefully, it appears the stems aren't very secure…" She then looks to see a new fruit growing upon it, "And it seems it is generating new fruit almost instantly!" Höður looks with his eyes wide, and then Skaði speaks some words indistinctly, and breathes on the fruit, causing a light to glow from it, to which she then holds it to the God of Winter and Darkness. "Go ahead!"

Höður, hesitantly, takes the fruit and then, taking a leap of faith, bites into the fruit itself and, much to his shock, scrunches up his face. "So sour! Yet there is an underlying sweetness and matching aftertaste that perfectly balances out the initial flavor! It's so delicious!"

"EEEEH!?" The Deities of Helheim shout and each of them carefully pick the fruits before biting into them themselves, and everyone just loves them.

"Who was the genius who grew these?" Höður demands.

"That would be me, sire!" Löðurr says, sitting nearby while feasting on one of the fruits with a smile. "You can also thank Hrimangr and his beautiful mares for acting as my test subjects throughout the whole breeding process of our new Hel-Bramble!"

"Hel-Bramble?" Höður asks.

"Our very first and most unique crop!" Löðurr says, smiling. "While I do pride myself on creating magical creatures, plants are also creatures as well, but one I rarely ever test my powers on, so I took a leap of faith to solve part of our food shortage. So I took the time to use my magic to carefully breed together Sour Cherries with our best Plums… However, I knew that with all these Yew Trees, it would be impossible to grow such an orchard… So I decided to take full advantage of the Yews, and integrated the properties of Blackberry and Raspberry bushes, allowing them to grow in brambles, while also integrating Mistletoe to allow it to survive on it's own while also feeding off the toxins of the Yew Trees that grow in Helheim." He then shows the seeds are the same size as a cherry seed. "Simply plant one of these at the roots of a yew tree, it will stick to it, and begin to grow, feeding off the tree enough that it can grow and produce it's fruit."

"And the Brambles absorb the toxins as a means of defending themselves, Löðurr you absolute genius!" Höður says, smiling.

"Yes, but I had these plants crafted so that they can only surviving by feeding off trees that are naturally highly toxic, to ensure that, if they somehow make it to Midgardr or any other realm, they can't survive without a toxic food source." Löðurr explains, "The only way of destroying these brambles is by burning them, as they are immune to the cold, and will continue to grow and bear fruit even in the middle of winter."

"I love these fruit Löðurr!" Höður says, smiling as he begins to eat another fruit. Héla, curious, slowly reaches for one, only for Löðurr to stop her.

"I wouldn't do that… Not unless you wish to bind your soul to the Land of the Dead for all eternity." Löðurr says, which Héla looks terrified at the prospect. Höður places a reassuring hand on her shoulder but then looks at the two sisters.

"Well, I wouldn't mind it if you two did decide to stay… I mean both of your names mean "Death", so I think the two of you would be perfect for this realm." He blushes slightly as he says that, with Héla and Skaði looking at him, their cheeks slightly flushed as they look at him, who awkwardly starts eating more of his Helheim Fruit. Löðurr can only chuckle as he looks at his King, who is blushing as he eats the bright red fruit, frantically trying to hide his blush.

The six guests look at them in shock as the deities greedily devour such fruits, but soon everyone returns back to the dining hall to finish their breakfast, and, thankfully it doesn't take long for them to finish. After it is done, Höður sees Fjorlag returning from his long trip, and, thankfully he gives his report, in which Höður simply smiles at the news. "Good news, Skaði, Héla, my brother and good-sister are on their way to my kingdom with your parents, and they are coming to take you home!" Höður says, smiling, "They will be here within 9 Days!"

"Nine days!?" Skaði asks, shocked.

"Yeah, the journey from the portal to Eljudnir is terribly long indeed, but, thankfully, Thor and Loki know the way here, so they will be able to safely guide your parents here!" Höður explains, smiling at the two Jotnar women, who both nod as they look at Höður, who smiles at them. Over the coming days, Höður takes the time to forge a bond with Skaði and Héla, in which he becomes fascinated with the Second Feet, though she ends up calling them Skis to make things easier for herself, and how they actually work, with Höður creating snow for her to demonstrate them on, and Höður finds them absolutely fascinating. When he spends time with Héla, he learns she actually created a song based on him, after she had heard the rumors about him becoming the God of the Underworld, and when Höður sings it, he actually loves it, finding it a truly beautiful song.

By the end of the Nine Days, the Móðguðr brings the two Jotnar parents into the throne room, where they bow respectfully to the King of the Dead, "Welcome, Þjiazi, Angrboða…!" Höður says, "I welcome the parents of such wonderful young women into my halls!" He provides them with Bread and Salt, in which the two parents take hesitantly, "I know you miss your daughters, but I assure you, their time here has been pleasant, I've made sure they've had all they could need while being here and waiting for you!" That is when, as he says this, two beautiful and graceful figures walk into the room, revealing both Skaði and Héla, both dressed in beautiful gowns. Skaði walks forward dressed in a beautiful dark blue gown that hugs her developing curves and dressed in fine silver jewelry, especially a torque, with braceless, while Héla is dressed in a dark green gown with beautiful black metal accessories, both of them looking to their parents and hugging them. That is when they all hear something and turn to see the two girls tackled to the ground by their Older Brothers, who begin to embrace their sisters as best as they can.

Fenrir is licking the cheeks of his sisters while Jörmungandr coils around them in a tight embrace, and the girls laugh as they hug their brothers back. However, that is when everyone stops to see Garmr walk over, who is currently eating a pancake with cherry infused honey… again… To this, Fenrir stops and looks at Garmr, who, to the surprise of the Jotnar parents, see the wolf cub having grown in size to match Fenrir, who is now the size of a normal wolf. The two wolves sniff each other and Höður smirks as he thinks about the two things this could end up meaning: Puppies, and so many stolen pancakes. Thor and Loki would then embrace their brother, and Thor would bring about a big surprise: Loki was pregnant with twin boys.

"Congratulations! But… How do you know they're boys?" Höður asks.

"That's a little thing about Fire Jotun Women, we have the ability to sense the spark of life of our children, and determine their gender the moment we discover we are pregnant!" Loki says, rubbing her still flat stomach, but she smiles big as she looks at Höður, "I'm planning on naming the boys Magni and Modi!"

"Well congratulations, Good-Sister! I am happy for both of you!" Höður says, "Though I do have a small favor to ask of you… Do you think you could take some friends of mine back home along with Þjiazi and his family?"

"Who might they be?" Loki asks, in which the Ivaldissons and Huldra Brothers make their presences known. "Oh of course, I know about the Legendary Brothers Ivaldisson and their Rivals, the Huldra Brothers, it would be my honor to lead them back home!"

"I've also situated a competition for them to settle their dynastic dispute in two Midgardian Years Time, just in time for my coming of age and coronation! Speaking of which, I am wondering if you can get Hermodr to speak to the other races to join the festivities?"

"I'll take care of that Höður!" Thor says, smiling, and hugging his brother one last time.

"Alright, well, all of you, stay a day and recover before you leave! I would be honored to have you here!" Everyone cheers, in which Höður can only smile as he thinks about what is going to happen… Unfortunately, little did Höður know, but things were about to get extremely busy very very soon…