The humans are out running errands today. Sigyn and I have tagged along, mostly because I am BORED. A BORED Loki is a DANGEROUS Loki…
We are currently in a big market that is famous for its red and white, archery-themed trade dress. I am a fastidious shopper, but Sigyn is predisposed to like everything about this place because RED.
She is currently beside herself because we are in one of the housewaresy-kitcheny aisles and she has just discovered this large glass bowl full of shiny, red apples.
The human female is trying to explain to her that not only are they fake apples, they are fake Red Delicious apples, which is is heinousness squared. A real black hole of bad appleness, if you will. Beyond loathsome.
Sigyn is undeterred and has…
Oh, NO! She’s fallen in! Sigyn, are you all right?! Where are you?!
I can’t see her at all! She is perfectly disguised among the shiny red apples with their little yellow highlights!
Nothing for it but to remove the apples one by one until I find her.
I can hear her giggling, so I think she is all right, just unable to climb out.
Hang on, sweetie! Loki’s coming!