Mallory's POV:
I looked down at the stupid oaf. How dare he? I hadn't even got up the courage to tell him how much I hated him.
"Good fight." He wheezed. "Don't talk, you big idiot!" I say through my tears. "How dare you get yourself hurt like this?" "Sorry; Mother." He grinned sleepily. How could he be smiling at a time like this. I heard T.J. say something but, I couldn't get past the sight of the damn berserker. Dying, right before my eyes. I managed to hear Magnus say, "We're losing him."
"No not an option. No. Halfborn Gunderson, I hate you so much." I blubber. Blood sprinkled his beard as he coughed, "I hate you too Mallory Keen." I thought of his bright smile that just seemed to warm any room he walked into. Or his laugh, that came from his stomach and sent rays of sunshine into mine. All the times I called him a idiot, stupid, oaf, etc, and he didn't care. He had excepted me, well both T.J. of them had.
There was a bright flash as Magnus worked his magic, or whatever it was. He passed out, thankfully he was still breathing. I watched as Halfborn's cuts and burn marks healed, he sat up checking everything. Crying tears of joy, I tackled him into a hug, the big oaf retuned it gladly. All of us cheered and sailed for home.
As we pulled into Valhalla, Halfborn said he would stay back until Magnus woke up, saying he otta thank him for saving his life. "Don't get lost you oaf." I said over my shoulder as T.J., Sam, X and I left the boat.
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Gunderkeen one-shots
FanfictionI don't think there are enough of these so here you go all if you are gunderkeen trash. I do not own any the these characters or some of the plots, they belong to Rock Riordan.