She couldn't help but giggle as he dragged her down to the water, wondering what he was on about. There was absolutely no way she ever could have guessed...this
Standing there, covered in cliche warrior garb from the old days, weighed down by the heavy armor, she chuckled even more, especially when the helmet appeared on her head. Grabbing one of the horns, highly amusing in its Hollywood style inaccuracy, she feigned a mighty scowl as she lifted it enough to see out below its massive size. She was quite sure the helmet itself would perfectly fit a Frost Giant.
"Frost giants? Hmmm, I see. Well, I tell you what, dear." A chair appeared behind him, and setting down the hammer and helmet, she gently pushed him into the seat. A pile of yarn and two knitting needles promptly appeared in his lap.
"It really is a bit too cold for a swim, and since discovering each other's joys was the idea...now, you take a piece of the yarn like this..."
She couldn't help but laugh uproariously at the look on his face. Thor, Champion of Asgard, sitting in a pile of lavender, pink, and yellow. She wished she had a camera, but only for a moment as one appeared in her hand.