Dear Diary, Frozen Flames- A Loki's Daughter Fanfiction

Dear Diary, Lovely In Pink

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The sun fell beneath the low, shifting clouds as Hera LokiDoitter watched them. As she followed the slow but eminent movement her heart filled with anger, but also with sorrow and dismay. The former events had been hectic, though it had started out as a normal day on Asgard. At least, as normal as a day on Asgard gets.

Season; Golden Harvest; Month; Odonar, Day; 45, Year; 4056
Time; 15:65 Asgardian Daylight Hours
Place; Asgard; The Golden City; My Balcony    
            
Dear Diary, let me tell you about the most recent events on Asgard, though I do warn anyone who reads this that you will surely cry at the sad story I’m about to tell.

This morning Hera woke up to the sun streaming through her balcony window, an accidentally left open window allowed a small breeze to fill the room. Hera started getting out of bed almost squashing her bestie Astrid ThorDoitter before remembering that she was sleeping on the floor.

Last night’s memories began flooding back as Hera (Yes, I’m referring to myself in the third person. It sounds cooler 😊) Reveled over the fun times her and Astrid had been having.
They had played tricks on her father, aka The God of Mischief and Lies.

Hera and Astrid had snuck into the kitchen and stole ingredients for their first trick, they mixed bleach, with pink food coloring and soda powder, then they had dumped it into Loki’s dirty laundry and hid behind some bushes while the laundress washed them.

As the laundress hung them up on a line, Loki came stomping in yelling curse words because his clothes weren’t dry yet. He grabbed them off the line and quickly dried them with his magic. Then Hera used her magic to dislodge a bucket full of water that sat on the small overhang above Loki, the water drenched Loki and his clothes. He yelled in his anger, but Hera just giggled, not daring to show herself when his anger was boiling over the pot.

Loki dried himself and the clothes AGAIN, and as the bleach water dried, his clothes slowly turned a light shade of pink! Loki watched, clearly dismayed as the pink spread across the garments. And Hera couldn’t help it. She laughed, her giggles tore across the palace grounds and she stepped out of the bushes with Astrid.

“Hello father,” she greeted, covering her glee with a mask of innocence. “I didn’t know you wore pink, but I must say I’m sure that certain shade will look lovely on you!” then she and Astrid fell to the ground laughing as Loki stomped angrily away with a huff.

Now, I’m afraid that I must retire to my bed before Aunt Sif realizes I have been awake over curfew. Goodnight dear Diary, I will continue the story soon.

Hera LokiDoitter

Alright! Thats the first chapter! Please let me know what you think in the comments. And votes are always appreciated!