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Freya had already put the tape in, and was reading the back of the box, when she heard the rip. Her heart stuttered in horror, and she burst into the bathroom, staring not at Kettil's glory, but at HER RUINED SHORTS.

She dropped down to her knees, rose her hands in the air, and shook her fists at the ceiling in agony.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THOSE TOOK ME FOREVER TO FIIIIIIIIIIIIIND!!!"

The world had ended for Freya Brynhildr.

Freya got up off her knees, and prepared to wail and make a scene at how disastrous the event had become, but Kettil just looked so pathetic-

She couldn't even fake being mad at him. She couldn't. He looked like a kicked puppy. How did he do that.

"Awww, screechie, comes here," She coo'd, stepping up to pull him into her arms. "Yeh don't has anything teh be upset about. Is just a pair of shorts. I'm sorry I over-reacts so much. Yeh knows I don't really cares about little things like that, don'tchyeh?" She leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed his nose, while brushing her hand against the back of his neck soothingly. "Listen. I'm gonna goes teh yehr room and grabs yeh somethings, okay? Is teh doors open or does I needs yehr key?"

"It's a deal. Yeh buys me a new pair and all is forgiven." She grinned at him cheekily, and then scratched one nail across his bicep. "Okays, I go gets yeh some clothes. Even though I thinks yeh looks better withouts them."

Before he could respond, she ran, cackling, out of the bathroom, out of her dorm, and into the night down the hall. There may have been some arm flailing, too.

Freya may have taken her sweet time. After all, it was a chance to go through Kettil's drawers. His literal drawers. She was looking for anything incriminating, but just as expected, Kettil was too sweet to have any porn hiding in his sock drawer. So she grabbed a comfortable looking pair of shorts, put them on her head, and wandered out of his room.

The sound of her return was heralded by the soft whines of tarts that seemed to have started feeling their sugar high. She opened her own door, headed straight to the bathroom, and walked back inside. It was such a small room, not meant for two, but she was small, too. She made do.

"I brought yeh something. I hope yeh didn't wants me teh brings more than shorts, there's a no shirt policy in this dorm yeh sees." She may have actually written that on the whiteboard on her door before coming inside, too.

"Yeh knows, it IS a good thing!" She nodded quickly, bending her head when he grabbed the shorts off of it. "Okays, I will do my job because yeh does yehrs so well. Now gets dressed, I wants teh watch some of this show already." As if to punctuate her impatience, she smacked him right on the rear, and then walked backwards out of the bathroom to eliminate the possibility of retaliation. She gave him a cheshire grin as her face disappeared past the door, which then closed to give him some unnecessary privacy.

Outside, she'd started up the movie, and was watching the special features already.

He had no idea.

She looked up when he joined her, and at first she was about to answer the question simply, but her shoulder devil whispered better answers in her ear, and her cheshire cat smile was back, curling up into her cheeks.

"On teh bed." She replied, but quickly continued. "And teh couch." She pointed out the places as she mentioned them. "And on teh kitchen counter. And probably teh floor, too." She pointed out the window. "Maybe up in that tree if yehr feeling lively enough. And in the change room at that clothings store we were at last time, where that bitchy woman was buggings us? Ja, I thinks that would have been good too."

She paused, and then tapped her lips innocently. "Oh, yeh meant where does I wants yeh teh sits." She patted the pillow she'd placed on the floor, in front of her spot on the couch. "Right here is okays!"

Freya immediately started fussing with his dreads when he sat down in front of her, but her fingers slowed when she thought about what he was saying, and a very serious, thoughtful look passed over her face. She was seriously considering his words.. which was obvious when she bent slightly, to look at him sideways. Her face had the innocent look of someone trying to figure out a math problem.

"But that is.. teh points. Isn't it?" Her confusion melted into a smile, and she made an 'O' shape with her lips, smacking her hand against them to make a popping sound.

Then she straightened up and got back to work.

"Makes sure yehr comfortable, Hooter. We're goings teh be here for a while!"