Tea with a Trickster ((for Thor))

[coldsong]

The first message that arrives to Thor via PINpoint is a snapshot of what is clearly a picture drawn by one or more of the children. Loki may have helped with the lettering. You are cordially invited, it reads, to a Frost Giant Tea Party, hosted by Sigrid Lokidottir, this afternoon at the Big Hall. There are coordinates written on the bottom, and there are a lot of blue heart stickers all over the page.

A moment later, some texts follow:

Sigrid has had a difficult week. She's begun learning magic, and attempted to shapeshift on her own. And she's a bit stuck just now. I'm working on untangling it, but in the meantime she's impressively large and quite blue.

I'm sure you're busy but it would make them all very happy to see you.

And I have apple cider as well, since I know how you feel about tea.

There are any number of people who would be thrilled to have a tea party with the children, he knows, and none that would make Sigrid feel awkward about the magical misstep, but sometimes it's best to just appreciate family bonds.

Besides, he's spending the day in Jotun form too, and it'll be fun to be taller than Thor for a while.

(And maybe the reassurance of seeing Thor basically comfortable around his hulking blue form is something he needs from time to time as well.)

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[coldsong]

Loki follows, and pats Sigrid's shoulder gently, then straightens the bow in her hair. "It was Sigrid's idea, but I think everyone contributed. Ein suggested the cookies. With no ulterior motives whatsoever, I'm sure."

Thor is going to be beset with hugs at this rate. Eindrid scrambles across the table toward him with a soft but distinct, "Hiiiiiii Uncle Thor!" His speech is still delayed, but he's improving by leaps and bounds.

"Umm, would you like to sit and have tea--or juice?" Sigrid invites, with a half curtsey from her chair because she's trying to be a proper lady. "You can sit on the table if it's easier. The chairs are kind of huge."

[pirateangelbaby]

A deluge of hugs would be, by far, the best way to go as far as Thor is concerned. He pauses only a brief moment to assess - Sigrid's idea is a good one, and there's only a small hitch in his step before he's hopping up onto the table too, Una still held securely in one arm. She giggles, and he briefly kisses her forehead before setting her down and kneeling to pick up Endrid, giving the little boy the same courtesy. "Hello to you too, Ein. I hope you've left some cookies for me," he teases gently, lightly tweaking the end of the boy's nose.

Still holding Eindrid in the crook of his arm, he turns to face Sigrid and bows slightly. "I'd be honored to accept a juice," he tells her, matching her attempt at manners. She is hosting a king, after all, even if he is her uncle. "Whatever you have will suit."