Chapter 9

Frigga enters Dalia's chambers to wake up her little girl from her nap. She noticed that her younger son, Loki, was also taking a nap with his little sister. "Loki, Dalia, it's time to wake up my darlings." She said sweetly. Frigga sat down on the edge of the bed and she ran her fingers through Loki's black hair and she also noticed that he was holding his little sister in his arms.

Then Frigga began to run her fingers through her daughter's brown hair, "Dalia, baby, it's time to wake up." She said sweetly in her ear. Dalia's blue-grey eyes began to flutter open and she looked at her mommy.

"Hi, mommy," Dalia said sleepily.

"Did you have a good nap, Dalia?" Frigga asked.

"Yes, mommy," Dalia said sweetly. She used one hand to push her sleep-matted hair out of her face. Dalia looked down and poked his cheek. Giggling to herself as her little finger made an indent. Loki swatted the thing touching his face. She giggled again and poked his cheek again, "Stop poking me Thor." Loki grumbled in his sleep, and he swatted the thing again.

She giggled harder and then poked him again. "Will You Stop Poking Me!" Loki yelled as he woke up. She pulled her hand back quickly, "But…but…it was only me, Laowki!" Dalia said as tears welled up in her blue-grey eyes. Loki sat up, now more aware of what he had done. "Dalia, I am so very sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you, little sister." He said. Dalia pushed Loki away, and she threw her small arms around her mommy. "I don't wike you." She said, looking at her big brother. Loki sighed, "I didn't mean it, and I didn't do it on purpose, Dali."

"You scared me, Laowki," Dalia said.

"I am so very sorry, Dalia, I didn't mean to scare you. Do you forgive me, little sister?" Loki asked. Dalia thought for a moment, and then she looked to her mommy for help. "Dalia, your brother didn't mean to scare you, sweetie. He was sound asleep and he didn't know it was you who was poking him. I think you should forgive him." Frigga said.

"Otay, Mommy. I forgive you, Laowki, I love you." Dalia said, and she hugged her big brother. Loki also hugs his little sister back. "Are you both ready for lunch?" Frigga asked. They both nodded, "What's for wunch mommy?" Dalia asked. Frigga smiled, "Lunch is out in the garden."

"Yay we can play after wunch." Dalia cheered. Loki chuckled, "Of course!"

"Okay sweetie, come with me so you can use the potty before we go to lunch." Frigga said. When it was all said and done they all went out to Frigga's private garden where a large tan basket sat waiting along with a large blanket. Dalia ran ahead giggling and she bumped into her elder brother Thor. "Tor." She grinned.

Hi." Thor said. She looked up, squinting up at him, "You comin' to the pickinic tooo?"

Well yes." Thor said. She hugged his head tightly. Loki walks over, "I swear Thor, you better not hurt her." Thor snorted, "Mmm. Yes. Because that is my goal in life. Dalia looks up at her brothers, her eyes wide and unsure, Loki knelt in front of his little sister.

"Why are you grumpy Laowki?" She asked. "Didn't you get a good nap?" Thor started laughing, "What!?" She demanded crossing her little arms.

"Loki, taking a nap." Thor laughed. Dalia frowned, "You take naps, Tor!"

"When I was little," Thor said.

"No!" She stomped her foot. "You took one after fighting!"

"Who told you I did? And I am not saying that I did, but who told you?" Thor snapped. Dalia huffed again, "You know I can listen in! People said you took a nap after fighting! Mommy takes naps and Daddy takes really, really long naps. They aren't bad, Tor."

"I am a warrior, and naps are for babies and for ones too weak to be warriors. Father is not napping, he is in the Odin sleep." Thor said.

"It's a nap!" She insisted. Thor just rolled his blue eyes. "You are just a toddler, and you know nothing." Loki noticed that his little sister looked upset, and he saw that tears were welling up in her blue-grey eyes. "I do know things," Dalia said, the tears were now streaming down her little cheeks. He placed a strong hand on her little shoulder, but Dalia ran to her mommy, and Frigga picked up her crying daughter, and she held her little girl close. Loki was seething with rage at how dare Thor make their little sister cry. He clenched his fists and then punched his brother square in the face. Loki heard a crunching sound. He clutched his hand to his chest. "Damnit, Thor, you broke my hand, you oaf." Loki snapped.

"No! Loki, you broke your hand." Thor said, and with that, they started to argue. "Mommy, please make them stop," Dalia begged. Frigga set his little girl on her feet, and she stormed over to her two sons and stepped between them. "Boys, you stop this arguing right now! Can't you see that you are scaring your sister?" Frigga scolded. The two brothers stopped arguing, and she grabbed their ears, dragging them over to a now trembling and scared-looking Dalia. Loki felt completely awful for scaring his little sister. He knelt in front of Dalia. "Dali, I am so very sorry. I don't mean to scare you, little one. Are you okay?"

Dalia sniffled and she wanted to throw her little arms around her favorite big brother, but she saw that he was holding his right hand to his chest and he looked really pale. "Laowki, you hurt." She said sadly.

"No. I'm fine, Dali." Loki said through clenched teeth.

"No, you're not Laowki, you hurt your hand," Dalia said, and she touched his rapidly swelling hand. When he felt her little fingers touch his injured hand, he winced in pain. "See you hurt. Mommy, Laowki hurt!" She said,