Yeah, yeah.

[ex_amperage109]

[One of the regrettable side effects of being the God of Thunder was the occasional dramatic thunderstorm which would spontaneously erupt whilst he was hammering something or another...which normally wasn't a big deal. However.

There was a cake.

In the rain.

And it was kind of his fault and he recognized it and knew it. Yeah, sure, he was hammering something or another and saving the world, but still. The frosting was running into the ground. There were words which indicated that this wasn't just a cake, nay, this was a cake that was meant for some sort of festivities. A celebration of some kind! And it looked like once, perhaps, it had been delicious. That was before the spontaneous dramatic thunderstorm.

...in short, whoops. His bad.]

I am sorry.

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[ex_amperage109]

[Okay, small kid. Totes can handle this. Gonna kneel down. He's Thor (Br)Odinson, he can soothe a small mortal kid. Gameface on. Feeling like he kicked a puppy here, but he can do this. He. Can. Do. This.]

Young one, I am truly sorry. I would not have ruined your friend's party if it were not important. Tell me what I may do to make it up to you. And...him. [Him? Assuming it's a him.]

[princessstabbity]

[She gets a thoughtful look on her face. Large man who can make it rain offering to do what she wants.

No.

She's totally not going to take advantage of this.

Not at all.

Nope.

And if you believe that, we have a rainbow bridge to sell you.]

Weeeelll....

[She looks at Devour of Worlds and then back up at Thor.]

He says that we must go on a QUEST for new Cake! A chocolate strawberry cake with blue icing and sprinkles on top. The rainbow type of sprinkles, the round kind, not that long ones.

[ex_amperage109]

Done, little one! We shall set forth at once to procure this cake at once, for you and for your feared friend, Devour of Worlds. How big shall this cake be?

[If he had sense and/or a cellphone (and the worldly knowledge to feel comfortable whipping one out and using it - while understanding basic technology wasn't entirely beyond his ken it wasn't something he felt comfortable jumping to) he could just call up someone and have them deliver a cake. As it was he anticipated dickering with the markets of super to procure a cake. How hard could it be.

How hard, really. What are the chances that strawberry cake would be really hard to find.]

I'm not sure if I should apologize for her or not in advance

[princessstabbity]

[One would also think that perhaps he would ask after her parents as well...]

Uuuuummmm.... big! Like... dragon head sized big!


[It's not a strawberry cake. It's a chocolate strawberry cake with blue icing and sprinkles on top. The rainbow type of sprinkles, the round kind, not that long ones. Which is much harder to find.]

Nah, unless you're apologizing for me wanting to popcorn.gif

[ex_amperage109]

[Basically, ultimately this'll result in having to call in a favor or three down the road.]

A dragon's head? [Hahaha, she must be jesting with him.] As you wish! It will be a delicacy so succulent that you will believe that you have died and gone to Valhalla!

No, I am too. He's got no idea what he's in for.

[princessstabbity]

Yes! A dragon's head!

[Of course she's not.]

I don't think I'm allowed to go to Valhalla.

[She hands him the damp kitten who meeps in protest.]

This is Trouble. And this is Princess Stabbity. She's a great warrior who has killed lots and lots of people! And fought dragons and chased gods and rides a unicorn.

[She holds up the doll covered in fake blood and holding a sword. It's also wearing a pink princess dress and a little tiara.]

I'm Ceilidh!


((Ooc: So in her world Ceilidh's family has a non-aggression treaty with the Asgardians because her aunt punched Thor and knocked him out for being a bit too... friendly. They're descendants of the Morrigan and thus have Heroic Traits that let them be a bit tougher (and blood thirstier) than normal mortals. IDK if this is something should be mentioned or not.))