Character(s): Urd and Timon Content: In despite of an argument between the two over the journals, Timon decides to pay an unusual visit to the goddess. Setting: Urd's House [M6] Time: Evening Warnings: None
As if he hadn’t been lost enough for words Urd’s bold act then left Timon truly speechless. She had eaten it. She had actually taken a bite and swallowed it. His mouth hung open, waiting for the goddess to take another bite and spit the apple out or make some sort of remark regarding poor taste but it never came. No, of all things, she had thanked him. Urd. Urd, had thanked him. Mouth still hung open in shock, Timon tried to think of something to say in response. Unfortunately, “uhhh…” had been all he could manage to get out, having meant to say ‘you’re welcome’. Maybe Urd would figure it out.
He peered into the house after the goddess had entered, looking around the room with curiosity before finally resting his eyes on Urd again. “Ah, n-no.” Timon declined and looked away again. “Pumbaa’s waiting and, I, uh, left something in the oven back home.” He remembered well the last time he had set foot in Urd’s house. Once had been more than enough for him. Who knew what other sorts of horrid potions she had in there. What if he spilt some sort of hair remover on himself this time or worse?
He peered into the house after the goddess had entered, looking around the room with curiosity before finally resting his eyes on Urd again. “Ah, n-no.” Timon declined and looked away again. “Pumbaa’s waiting and, I, uh, left something in the oven back home.” He remembered well the last time he had set foot in Urd’s house. Once had been more than enough for him. Who knew what other sorts of horrid potions she had in there. What if he spilt some sort of hair remover on himself this time or worse?
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