Other Kind of War | By : lilyKane Category: Fairy Tales, Fables, Folklore, Legends, and Myth > Myths Views: 9646 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, all the characters used here are from the Nordic Mythology, we don't make any money of it and it is purely fan base |
please note: this FanFic work is a collaboration between me and my great friend and co-author DeniseTheMenace
she deserve credit as well :)
It was a regular day- Neither too cold nor too hot- just your average day for mischief, and the Nordic red haired god named Loki was bored as hell.
Before he even had the chance to form a proper yawn, he fell down from the tree he was sprawled on- up until that point it was the perfect tree for sleeping (if you're a bird, that is, or a Nordic god named Loki...)- cursing on his way every giant he knew (except for his mother, of course, as he was a polite boy after all). It wasn't the smartest thing to do, but then again, neither was falling from a tree..
Dark rain clouds appeared in the clear sky as Thor- the hot tempered god of Thunder- rode through the heavens on his chariot. He was on his way to Jetunheim- land of the giants- One of his swords had gone missing and who was better to blame for it than those boastful tall guys.
He was passing by a tree- tall and surprisingly comfy looking- when he noticed a red haired figure falling down from it.
As the kind spirit Thor was, he immediately rushed to help the person in distress.
His chariot took a sharp turn and dived down.
The expression of total determination on his face immediately spelled 'annoyance' as he realized that in his strong arms was not a person in distress but his old nemesis- that little mischievous pretty boy- Loki!
"What in the name of Odin's rusty doorknob?" Thor roared mightily, and before Loki even had a chance to flap his pretty eyelashes charmingly at his hero, he was tossed aside- and out of the chariot.
"And damn Fárbauti!" Loki had finished his long list of swears and damnations with the name of his father when he was met with a strong, well built, body. "Hey, that's not how the ground usually looks like.."
Loki was surprised to find himself in a chariot, being held in Thor's arms. He was puzzled, was it the same Thor who constantly yelled at him that now was saving him from a sore, unpleasant fate? Did this usually annoyed God actually care? Probably not, but Loki figured it wouldn't hurt to thank him anyway.
He was just about to do that when Thor started talking about rusty doorknobs.
"Why would Odin need one anyway?" Loki was about to ask, but before he managed to do that, he was rudely thrown out of the chariot.
Loki swinged his red hair in an insulted manner while flapping his pretty eyelashes, thinking what would be a proper respond to that rude and barbaric encounter with Thor. It was then that he noticed he had broken a nail.
"This just isn't my day.." He muttered. As if from nowhere, a short sword had appeared in his hand. It was perfect for manicures and such. "Wander where I found it.. I ought to get some more of these.."
He walked by a lake, a few nymphs were sitting by its shore.
"It's just so hard to stay properly fem with all these hot sexy masculine gods around all the time.." He told the nearest Nymph with a sigh, and they both nodded knowingly.
Loki kept walking absentmindedly, trimming his finger nails and muttering to himself about the difficulties of maintaining pretty nails. He could do that for hours, really, but there was that little "vengeance" thing to take care of...
If only he knew where to find Thor...
"Wait' that's not hard- Thor's always picking up a fight when he's not with Sif ("that lucky bitch.."), and he was on his chariot this morning, so he probably wasn't heading anywhere near.." He thought out loud.
"Well that can only mean he's on his way to Jetunheim right now." Loki said, not forgetting to pride himself on the cleverness of his thought-process.
Without a moment to spare, he began transforming himself, taking the shape of a great eagle (a process guaranteed to totally mess up the hair...), and then soar up to the sky, in the direction of Jetunheim.
It was going to be long way, he would have plenty of time to decide what to do with Thor the moment he finds him.
Loki soar through the sky, with no intention of coming down until he finds Thor. He caught him eventually- occupied in what seemed to be a mind over body struggle with a certain giant (which basically meant that both were in pain and neither was going to admit that).
There were some rocks lying around on the ground and Loki thought they seemed quiet lonely. He immediately picked a few up with his eagely claws and threw them down on the two arguing figures- which immediately resulted in Thor blaming the giant for it.
Before anyone would notice him- Loki transformed quickly into his normal godly form (the one with the pretty eyelashes and everything), and while smiling to the sounds of the fight going on between the two, took out Thor's short sword he had in his possession (the same one that was really useful for manicures) and threw it right at the giant. Though it seemed like it took no effort- the sword pierced immediately through the giant's heart.
Being hot-tempered and all, Thor did not notice Loki's presence there, and also paid no heed to the absurd idea of the giant committing suicide in the middle of a perfectly good fight- and so the sword stuck inside of the giant was all the proof he needed.
"Aha! So it was you who took my sword!" He roared, feeling victorious and clever as Hell.
"You totally assaulted me right now!" Yelled the bleeding giant in return, and before the red-headed God could growl a proper come-back, jumped at him with fists and swords drawn.
They fought for hours- the sword in the giant's heart wasn't enough to kill him and all it did, as a matter of fact, was enrage him, and with Thor being a god, and therefore amazingly powerful, it just went on and on.
Loki didn't complain, it was quite a sight, he had to admit- Thor seemed so devoted while engaged in battle, and so... muscular... myau...
They both passed out eventually, and Loki thought it would be a great idea to tie Thor up. There was a tree nearby.
"Like father like son!" he giggled. He then took a comfy seat by the tree and waited while taking some more care of his nails.
When Thor finally woke up Loki asked with the sweetest voice, as if he didn't just tie him up to a tree after causing him to fight with a giant; "So.. Why would Odin need a rusty door knob?"
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