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What I wrote last night
Jan. 29th, 2021 06:17 pm"I want to shear the sides, like my dad has," Sigtrygg said. He ran his fingers through his own hair. It was shaggy, but not long, stopping just below his ears. "Have just the stripe, like a tail."
Loki paused to consider it. "I'm not very good at it," he said.
Sigtrygg shrugged. "I don't mind. If you want to, that is."
Frigga had long learned to avoid allowing Loki any amount of charge over his own younger brothers, and it had been a lesson learned from mischief gone wrong. As it was, the opportunity to try something new was indeed tempting.
"If you don't mind possibly going completely bald," he said. "Fetch me a comb while I finish up."
Sigtrygg got up and quietly rushed back to the bed room, leaving Loki to finish without interruption. Once he got everything he could safely reach, he washed his face with water again and checked himself in the mirror. It was not his best work, but given the circumstances, it could have been a lot worse. At least he had not cut himself. That was always a minor victory.
When the boy returned, Loki stood and tried to find a good way to arrange them so he could see what he was doing.
"On the floor," he said, pointing.
Sigtrygg handed him the comb and sat as instructed. Sitting, he was a little too low to reach comfortably, but there was no better way around it that Loki could see.
While his own hair annoyed and occasionally disgusted him, Sigtrygg was properly Jötunn. His hair was the same as Loki's, but it belonged on him, just as much as anything else did. It wasn't revolting to touch the way his own hair often was. Loki easily used the comb to separate an even where the boy wanted the sides shaved, though he had no clear idea of what he was doing. Once it felt about right, he opened his shaving kit again and pulled out the small pair of scissors from it. The scissors were small, meant for more personal grooming, but he didn't dare go at it directly with the razor.
"Last chance to change your mind," Loki warned, getting the scissors ready.
"Do it," said Sigtrygg.
Loki paused to consider it. "I'm not very good at it," he said.
Sigtrygg shrugged. "I don't mind. If you want to, that is."
Frigga had long learned to avoid allowing Loki any amount of charge over his own younger brothers, and it had been a lesson learned from mischief gone wrong. As it was, the opportunity to try something new was indeed tempting.
"If you don't mind possibly going completely bald," he said. "Fetch me a comb while I finish up."
Sigtrygg got up and quietly rushed back to the bed room, leaving Loki to finish without interruption. Once he got everything he could safely reach, he washed his face with water again and checked himself in the mirror. It was not his best work, but given the circumstances, it could have been a lot worse. At least he had not cut himself. That was always a minor victory.
When the boy returned, Loki stood and tried to find a good way to arrange them so he could see what he was doing.
"On the floor," he said, pointing.
Sigtrygg handed him the comb and sat as instructed. Sitting, he was a little too low to reach comfortably, but there was no better way around it that Loki could see.
While his own hair annoyed and occasionally disgusted him, Sigtrygg was properly Jötunn. His hair was the same as Loki's, but it belonged on him, just as much as anything else did. It wasn't revolting to touch the way his own hair often was. Loki easily used the comb to separate an even where the boy wanted the sides shaved, though he had no clear idea of what he was doing. Once it felt about right, he opened his shaving kit again and pulled out the small pair of scissors from it. The scissors were small, meant for more personal grooming, but he didn't dare go at it directly with the razor.
"Last chance to change your mind," Loki warned, getting the scissors ready.
"Do it," said Sigtrygg.
