* DOTTIR.

“ yeah,  but magni’s helping him, so … can i hide in here? ” modi sighs,  settling on the couch & pulling his knees up to his chest. he normally is just as tangled up in all the chaos as his sibling,  but even modi gets tired,  and he can’t handle both magni & eleifir when they’re up to something. “ i think magni wants to see if they can make the bear bigger. ”

‘ then, as i said, it is his issue to remedy. i will not treat him like a child. ’ with a shrug she continues, ‘ i have no more patience to waste upon him. it is spread thin enough between those more deserving of it. ’ she will not so calmly accept the behavior of a boy from a grown man decades her senior. 

       ❝ winter  never  stays  forever,  SPRING  ALWAYS  ARRIVES. ❞

       ❝ they’re  twins,  they’ve  been  connected  since  birth  and  will  be  connected  until  death. ❞

‘ and why would i complain to you exactly, had he done anything? ’ she rolls her eyes, ‘ whatever infantile mischief he has made is for him to sort out himself. some of us have moved past such things. ’

“ eira! ” thor’s grin is just as big as hers,  and he picks her up when he returns the hug,  tossing her in the air.  once she’s safely returned to the ground,  he pats her on the shoulder,  still smiling. he’s taken to his role as an uncle far better than he’s taken to anything else —- be it king or avenger.  

“ your father?  trouble?  i have no idea where you’d get that from. ”  thor winks,  adoration for both his brother && his niece shining through.  any animosity he’s harbored towards his brother has been forgotten ; he won’t . “ your father’s fine.  i’m fine.  we’re very busy doing boring old people stuff. nothing nearly as interesting as whatever you’ve been up to. do you want to be king of asgard? ”

       ❝ me?        king?        i  think  that’s  something  much  more  suited  for  you,  rather  than  i. ❞        she  looks  down,  a  small  giggle  escaping  her  lips.        she  could  never  be  king  of  asgard,  the  title  wouldn’t  be  fitting  for  her.

       ❝ let  me  guess, ❞   a  sigh  before  her  book  closes  with  a  loud  slam.        ❝ eleifir  did  something  absolutely  ridiculous  again? ❞        eyes  look  up  at  her  cousin,  a  look  of  understanding  on  her  face.        eira  was  the  more  mature  of  her  and  her  twin  brother,  never  the  one  to  play  pranks  or  cause  mischief.        she  got  the  seriousness  of  her  father,  her  brother  got  the  trickery.        ❝ do  you  need  me  to  tell  him  off? ❞

       ❝ whatever  eleifir  has  done  now,  i  don’t  want  to  hear  it. ❞        she’s  busy  reading  her  book,  her  upper  body  leaning  up  against  the  arm  of  the  couch.        what  her  twin  brother  does  is  none  of  her  business,  even  if  their  powers  feed  off  of  each  other.