first saga
[The phone has been knocked off its hook by a fumbling Viking boy, and dangles precariously as he rummages around the room. Thorfinn considers himself fairly unflappable, but this is some pretty flap-worthy bullshit right here.]
Hello? Hello? What's going on!? Where am I? These clothes, this... house, this place- none of this is familiar. It's too hot outside, hotter than England...
What the- who are-
"Thorfinn, sweetie! You'd better hurry up, or you'll be late for school! Chop chop, mister!"
[Within a flash, Thorfinn has his drone mother up against a wall, his arm against her throat. His voice is a ragged snarl.] Who are you, woman? Where am I? What mad scheme has that bald bastard dragged me into now?
"Ha ha ha ha ha! You're so silly, darling. I'm your mother, of course!"
...
Askeladd has fed me one of Bjorn's mushrooms. I've gone mad.
Hello? Hello? What's going on!? Where am I? These clothes, this... house, this place- none of this is familiar. It's too hot outside, hotter than England...
What the- who are-
"Thorfinn, sweetie! You'd better hurry up, or you'll be late for school! Chop chop, mister!"
[Within a flash, Thorfinn has his drone mother up against a wall, his arm against her throat. His voice is a ragged snarl.] Who are you, woman? Where am I? What mad scheme has that bald bastard dragged me into now?
"Ha ha ha ha ha! You're so silly, darling. I'm your mother, of course!"
...
Askeladd has fed me one of Bjorn's mushrooms. I've gone mad.