Chapter Seven - God of Thunder

"OH THOR!!!" Today, Fingal was wearing an extravagant, hot-pink, dress and his beard was braided with little ribbons, much to the confusion of everybody present. "You've got mail!" So speaking, he handed him two letters and disappeared in a multi-colored puff of smoke.

"Who are they from?" asked Setzer, who had started hanging around the god most of the time.

"First one's from Loki…" Thor replied, very much surprised. He opened it and began to read.

Dearest brother,
Just writing to remind you that I love you, and, more importantly, you love me. So much, in fact, that you would never wish harm on me in any way whatsoever, no matter what that second letter says.
Loki.

"… I wonder what he could have meant by that…" looking at the other envelope, he smiled broadly, "Jane!"

"Jane?" Setzer repeated.

"The woman I love," he explained joyfully, opening it. However, he looked more and more confused as he read.

"Something wrong?"

"I… I don't recall any of this…" he seemed rather upset, "I would never call her a-"

He stopped, picking up the first letter and reading it again.

"… Loki…"

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"HOW COULD SHE HAVE ESCAPED?!" Kefka screamed, running around the room.

Ganondorf glanced at Loki, knowing exactly how Terra could have escaped. However, he said nothing.

"Maybe your slave crown didn't work," Loki replied nonchalantly.

"THE SLAVE CROWN ALWAYS WORKS!"

"Fine. So maybe you accidentally used one of your many accessories."

"HOW WOULD I HAVE MIXED THOSE UP?"

Rather than responding, or maybe asking him to stop yelling (which they had all long-ago realized made no difference,) he walked over to Kefka's treasure chest and opened it, motioning to the many shiny metal bands inside.

"THE SLAVE CROWN WAS GOLD!"

Loki picked up three gold bands, completely identical to the slave crown in every way.

"… I FAIL TO SEE YOUR POINT."

"Would you stop yelling?" Ganondorf asked.

The door flew open, and all three villains (plus Ultros, but nobody cares about him) turned to see a very angry god of thunder standing at the entrance.

"LOKI ODINSON!"

"Nice to see you, too," he smiled mischievously.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"

"Aaaand more yelling." Ganondorf sighed.

"I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about," the younger brother replied mockingly.

"YOU KNOW PERFECTLY WELL WHAT I SPEAK OF. YOU WROTE TO JANE, UNDER MY NAME."

"You wound me!" Loki cried, "I would never-"

"THEN WHAT IS THIS?" He held up a picture of someone who looked exactly like himself, flipping off the camera. "IF YOU ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE, SHOW ME ANOTHER WHO CAN TAKE MY FORM."

"… Ehehehe… That was a nice touch, wasn't it?"

"DO I LOOK TO BE IN A GAMING MOOD?"

"… Yes?"

He stopped grinning as his older brother lifted Mjolnir. Ganondorf watched the exchange silently while Kefka began to chuckle inappropriately. Ultros scaled the wall again, curling up in his den.

"Okay, so maybe I did," Loki admitted, "but if you really think about it, she can't have been that good for you. I mean, if she left you because of a fake letter, which, going by your expression, I'm assuming…"

"Fortunately for you, brother, I have learned the value of peace." Thor lowered the hammer, and turned to leave.

"THAT'S RIGHT!" Kefka yelled with a high-pitched cackle, "RUN BACK HOME, LITTLE PRINCESS!"

A door slammed as Loki fled the room. Taking the cue, Ganondorf teleported away. Kefka looked at the empty spaces they had just occupied, but only for a second before he was slammed into a wall by the mighty hammer.

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"WHERE IS MY BOYFRIEND?"

"Ruto, please stop this," Setzer was throwing darts at the many portraits of Fingal that had mysteriously appeared on the wall the night before, "I'm sure if you really think about it, you'll realize that you're forcing yourself on somebody who isn't at all interested in you."

"Well, I'm sure if YOU really think about it, you'll realize that you're not even thirty yet but your hair's gray and your entire face is covered in hideous scars." She replied defiantly.

"I don't understand how that's related, but I feel the need to point out that I am still extraordinarily beautiful."

It was then that Thor returned, a happily triumphant expression on his face. Ruto squealed and, with a running jump, held on to his neck. He wasn't in a mood to be bothered, however, and so she simply stayed on his back as he began to clean the layers of makeup off of Mjolnir.

"Did you find him, then?" Setzer wondered.

"I did," he replied, "but I would not harm my brother over something so petty. I have sent a letter to Jane, and if she still believes his trickery then I'm afraid his words have some truth to them, and I will concern myself with it no longer."

"I don't really understand," Setzer replied, "but you seem to be much less angry, so-"

"So that other girl's gone?" Ruto interrupted, letting herself fall off of his back, "Yay!"

"Ruto, I must be honest with you," Thor turned to her, and said as sympathetically as possible, "you are beautiful, but I cannot return your feelings. I am sorry."

So speaking, he kissed her hand and walked away.

"I can wait!" Ruto called, having gotten the entirely opposite idea from what he intended. Then, looking at Setzer, "See? He called me beautiful."

"I really think he was just trying to-"

"NOPE! HE LOVES ME!"

She walked off, satisfied. Setzer only shrugged and continued throwing darts at Fingal's faces.

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"Alright, I've done it." Edgar announced, placing the cell phones that Locke had stolen on a table, "Everybody has one. I've programmed them so that we all have each other as contacts."

"Is there an extra one?" Terra asked, counting the devices.

"Yes. I fixed that one, too, but-"

"Can I have it?" She asked.

"I guess so." He handed her the extra, "Why do you want it, though?"

"Secret."

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Thor was walking aimlessly around the property as his mind wandered. Suddenly, something red and shiny under a bush caught his eye. He picked it up, a red and white orb with a button in the middle. Curiously, he pressed it. The ball popped open, shot out a beam of light, and left a small yellow creature with long ears and a lightning-shaped tail.

"What is this creature?" he wondered, staring at the unconscious animal. As he reached out to touch it, it opened one eye.

"Pika?"

"Hello there." He reached out to pet the creature, which stared at him curiously, "What might you be?"

"Pika-chu!" it responded, getting on its feet.

"Pikachu?" he lifted it up to eye-level. Normally, this Pikachu might have shocked someone who picked it up so recklessly, but it had already decided it liked Thor, due to the electric energy it could feel coming off of it, so it just smiled and repeated its name.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Locke asked, approaching the scene.

"This creature…" Thor replied, "… I like it!"

"Pika!" the thing agreed.

"It shall live with me!"

"… Cool."