Sigyn has managed to find some of her very favorite, red and yellow Rainy Cherries. She wants to have another cherry-pull.
I’m torn. I truly am. Usually she wins. I don’t know how, but she does. Oh, one time we tied, and one time she let me win, but usually she ends up with the bigger piece of stem. So I don’t know why I bother, except it makes her so happy.
And I can refuse my dearest nothing. Very well, Sigyn.
1…
2…
3…
PULL!
Great Frigga’s corset!
Mutter, mutter, mutter…
Mutter, mutter, mutter…
Best two out of three?
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Why does she do with all those wishes, Loki? I think she wishes to win more cherry pulls… and to keep you around. 😉