|ᛚᛟᚲᛁ has a silver tongue. (the_trickster) wrote in avengers_logs,|
@ 2018-12-22 13:08:00
|Entry tags:||-backdated, -complete, loki odinson, valkyrie|
'Twas the night before Yule Eve and all through the Aesir warehouse,
three persons stirred by the fountain, and none were quiet as mice.
None knew why socks should be hung near a chimney (so they didn't care).
All that mattered is that the lost Asgardians would soon be there.
Soon Aesir children would be nestled safe in new beds,
while visions of kid-sized weaponry danced in their heads;
and a Valkyrie with her daggers and Thor with his axe,
looked more than ready to settle down for a much needed nap.
That was when Loki said, "Let's do this in an orderly manner,
or we'll be here all night sorting out the whole matter.
If you take too many at once, my lists will be bogged down.
See my hands on my hips? Do you see this stern frown?"
Off Thor and Valkyrie went to round up and reclaim,
and escape Loki's usual inclination to complain.
Name: Korg, Kronan of Ria. Age: Unknown. Occupation: Revolutions, oversharing, possibly construction.
Name: Miek, Sakaaran insectoid. Age: Unknown, larval? Occupation: Possibly parasitic.