Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[TheHayleyDoll]

"But you called me a cow!" Freya sobbed loudly, the shrill sound deafening the room.

[Miranda_]

"And you called me a loser. And evil and cold hearted. And you implied I'd feed you drugs. And, you slapped me. I never laid a finger on you."

[TheHayleyDoll]

Freya kept crying, "You grabbed my wrists..." She frowned, taking a knife from the cupboard. "Why must you be so mean to me in my time of need?"

[Miranda_]

Loki sighed. "I grabbed your wrists to stop you hitting me again. And I'm not being mean. You know I look after my kids, so you don't need to worry about that."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I'm not worried about that! I'm worried about us! And the child's thoughts of us."

[Miranda_]

"They'll be fine. Apart from Narvi and Vali, all my kids turned out alright."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"But I don't know if, together, we make good parents..."

[Miranda_]

"You know, that's exactly what Frigg would say."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"Are you calling me FRIGG?! Insulting much?"

[Miranda_]

"No, I'm saying that you'd want to prove her wrong, surely? If we break up, she'll just be standing there all smug and acting like she knew we wouldn't be good parents or have a decent relationship. As if she knew anything about that." Loki rolled his eyes.