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Characters: Tyr and Sif, Guest-starring Tina Shin
Date/Time: Friday, July 22th, starting around 7 p.m.
Location: Frosted Fancies, Chicago
Rating: TBD, but probably no more than PG.
Warnings: Possible eye-rolling cuteness.
Summary: Tyr and his daughter, Tina, go visit Sif over the weekend.

Kevin had to admit he was anxious as they got closer and closer to their destination.

His ever perceptive daughter caught on quick. "Are you sweating, Daddy?

"What? Oh yeah, a little, hon. I'm just a little hot."

"But you have the air conditioner on." She seemed to think a minute. "Are you worried about seeing your friend?"

Sometimes she could be way too perceptive. He sighs. "Yeah, honey. I am a little."

Again she seemed to think. "Is she your girlfriend?"

Kevin nearly coughed in surprise. "What? No, Tina. Amber is an old friend who I haven't had a chance to sit down and talk with for awhile, that's all."

Tina raised a screwed-up eyebrow at him, totally not convinced.

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"Excellent, sweetheart! You look ready," Sif said, with an approving smile. "Let's get the picnic basket in the car, and have some fun!"

With everyone packed in, Sif led them to a delightful afternoon looking at the zoo and then a pleasant picnic in the park.

"So, tell me, Tina. Do you like stories?"

"Yeah, I like stories.. Why? Do you know some stories, Ms. Amber?"

Tyr sat quietly as his two favorite woman spoke. He wouldn't admit it, but he felt a bit of a nervous twitch. He knew where Sif was headed with this.

Sif smiled.
"When I was little, my grandmother used to tell me stories on picnics just like this. She's Norwegian, so a lot of her stories were of the old Norse gods and heroes. Have you ever heard any of those? About the mighty Thor, or clever Loki or wise Odin?"

Tina thought for a moment until her eyes beamed.

"Oh! You mean the people in the comic books?"

Sif laughed.
"Sort of, but the stories my grandma told me were a lot different. Who's your favorite from the comics?"

Again Tina seemed to think.

"I like Volstagg! He's funny!"

Tyr couldn't help it, he started to laugh.

Sif laughed too.
"He is. Do you like Sif?" she asked.

"She's strong, but talks funny. They ALL talk funny. They say "shant". What does that mean?"

"It's a short version of saying "shall not," sweetie," Sif explained.

"Well, Sif was... a little different in the stories I grew up on. For one, she had beautiful golden hair, the envy of all the other goddesses."

Tina looks at strands of her own hair and frowns. She looks back at Sif.

"Like yours, Miss Amber?"

Sif smiled.
"Something like mine, yes," she said. "Well, that is until Loki snuck into the room she shared with her husband Thor one night and cut it all off. When Sif and Thor woke up the next morning, they were both furious. Thor was so mad, he threatened to cut off Loki's head in revenge."

Tina let out a sound that sound like a yip.

Tyr looked over at Sif with a little bit of horror. Maybe he should have laid more ground rules on her tale-telling. He hoped Tina didn't mention this to Rebecca.

"Don't worry, he didn't. Thor was just angry," Sif assured the girl. "It worked to scare Loki, though. He promised he'd replace Sif's hair with something even better. Thor and Sif agreed to let him try, so he went to the dwarves and challenged them to make a replacement. And they did--a magnificent hairpiece of spun gold that shone like the sun.

Loki was pleased, but he knew he could get more. So, he went to another group of dwarven brothers, and asked if they could do better. So, they made more objects made of gold: a ship that could fold into a purse, a golden boar, and a magic spear. And Loki was impressed, but he thought he could push his luck even further, so he went back to the dwarves that made Sif's new hair, and wanted to see if they could outdo the new gifts.

They did their best, making an armring of gold that dropped eight more just like it when it was worn, and, most importantly, a magical mighty hammer, Mjollnir. Well, just for fun, Loki turned himself into a fly and distracted the dwarf, so the hammer's handle was just a little sort. But, still, Loki returned with six new gifts, instead of one. He gave the spear and the ring to Odin, the All-Father. The boar and the ship went to Freyr. The hammer, of course, he gave to Thor to appease him, and when Sif put the headpiece on, suddenly the spun gold grew as her own hair, making her even more beautiful than before.

This pleased the gods, but Thor didn't want Loki trying it again, so he made his threat one more time. But clever Loki, he said that Thor could have his head if he wanted, but none of his neck. Of course, that was impossible, so Loki, in all his tricks, was the hero of the day."

After taking all that in, Tina asked: "I thought Loki was the bad guy. How can he be the hero?"

"Oh, sweetie," Sif said, lightly ruffling Tina's hair. "No one believed Loki was all bad for a long time. He played tricks, sure, but his quick thinking also helped the gods a lot of the time too. No one saw it coming when Loki ultimately betrayed everyone." Sif's voice sounded almost sad.

"Oh," she said, starting to get it. "He was their friend but he did bad things later?"

Tyr remained silent.

"I'm afraid so," Sif said softly.

"That's sad," she remarked just as softly. "What about other stories? Happy stories? Like, any with giants?"

Sif smiled.
"Well, there was this time when one of the giants stole Thor's magic hammer..."

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