"He does have the potential to do good, but of course he chose otherwise." Heimdall rolled his eyes. "Loki's not even a god. His parents are giants. He's only got god status cuz Odin did a blood tie with him."
"Well, d@mn! I guess the phrase 'life ain't fair' realle comes in, now. he doesn't deserve to still be alive!" Aphrodite kicked the table, then bit her lip to keep from crying out on pain.
"I told Odin countless times that Loki couldn't be trusted, but he never listened. I know I turned out to be right in the end, but the whole thing would never have happened if he'd listened to me."
"Guess we can't go back in time and fix it." aphrodite grumbled. "Hey, where do you think they'd put this horse, Sleipnir, anyways?" she asked suddenly.
"Not in a stable or tied anywhere; they probably let him roam free. He'd be easier to take in his day time form than in his proper form... cuz we took him before, he's hardly going to come right up to us."
"That might work. We could say that the horse is ours, but he escaped. Sleipnir wouldn't dare to resist, as that would blow his cover; he'll have to act like a normal horse."
"exactly! we'll just find some middle school kid for the job; one who is suspiscious, but old enough to know how to handle a horse." she grinned,m the expression lighting up her face.