My Short Stories

Sequel Sarcastic Love Pt.1

It was a beautiful morning. Everything surrounding the palace was peaceful. As we take a look inside the princess, and prince's chambers, today is special, extra special. As the morning light beamed through their window, they began to toss and turn, slowly waking up. The princess had her back facing her husband, but her husband was facing her.

He scooted closer to her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Good morning beautiful." He said directly into her ear. She didn't turn around to respond instead she got out of bed, and made her way to the bathroom. He stared at her confused, as he ran through all of the possibilities of what he could have done wrong. This was a first, and how things were looking for him he wanted it to be the last.

Before he got out of bed, he made one thing very clear; whatever he did, he had to make it up. He followed her into the bathroom, and saw that she was already taking a shower. He made his way over to the sink, and he was prepping to brush his teeth, but before he started, he had to ask the question that was on his mind.

"Did I do something darling?" He asked. She didn't respond, but continued to take her shower. "Hmp, well just know that I love you, and I hope you're not too mad at me." He said, and began to brush his teeth filling the bathroom with a minty smell. He was wrapping up, and as soon as he was about to step out, she had stopped the shower.

Thinking this was a moment of communication he stopped by the door, and whipped his head around in her direction. She stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her body, and a small towel wrapped around her hair. She went straight to the sink, wiped the fog off the mirror, and began to brush her teeth, all while completely ignoring him. His spirit sank, and so did his posture, and he exited the bathroom.

While exiting the bathroom a perfect idea crossed his mind, and he dashed to their walk in closet. He began to pick out some of her clothes, to put together an outfit just for her, with matching shoes. As he heard her making her way towards the closet he got in position, and held the clothes in a very professional matter.

"So I know you're not talking to me." Her husband started, but she completely ignored him. "But I thought what better way to make it up to you then by finding you an outfit." He said keeping his spirit up. She looked at the clothes in his hand, and without staring at him she walked right past him, and began to pick an outfit for herself.

This crushed him, but worst of all he knew something deeper was going on. He put the clothes down, found himself an outfit, and they both got dress in complete silence.

~Later that day

They were in a meeting with Odin, Frigga, Thor, and Sif. They were discussing matters regarding the palace, and the citizens surrounding the palace. Every now and then when she had a good idea, she would raise her hand and make some suggestions, which got Loki's attention. Despite feeling Loki's eyes on her she continued to ignore him.

This game eventually got the attention of everyone in the meeting room. "Is something going on between you two?" Thor asked. "Yes" "No" They said at the same time. Thor looked at them very confused, but brought his attention back to the front of the room. "Like I was saying." Frigga said. "We will take into consideration all the suggestions we got today. You are dismissed."

Everyone began to gather their belongings, to leave. "You two, and Thor stay." She said at her, Loki, and Thor. The three of them all sat back down, and she made sure she sat away from Loki. "What's going on you two?" Frigga asked. "Nothing." She said defensively. Loki glared at her, and rolled his eyes. "Not true. She's been giving me the silent treatment every since this morning, and I have no idea what I did."

"Why are you ignoring him?" Thor asked. "I'm not." She defensively said again. "Can you at least say hi to him?" Thor suggested. She groaned, and shot her head at him. "Hi." She said forcefully. "Can I please be excused now?" She asked aggravated. Frigga sighed through her nose, and reluctantly nodded.

She gathered her belonging, and began to walk towards the door. But just before she walked past Thor, she tapped him on the shoulder, and titled her head towards the door indicating she wanted him to follow her. Thor did just that, and followed her out the room. Now it was just Frigga, and Loki left in the meeting room.

Loki ran his fingers through his hair, frustrated to the point of tears. Frigga sat by her son, and placed a comforting hand on his back. "I don't understand mother. I treat her well, I never raise my voice at her, I love her mother, I love her so much." Loki said through his voice cracking. "I know my son, I know."

Frigga pulled Loki into a hug, and he quietly sobbed in his mother's shoulder...