Chapter 204

"Mom, Huh?" I muttered to myself while thinking about Heather.

I always thought that the Ancient One would have that kind of relationship with her. Not me.

[Nah. The Ancient One is the eccentric grandma who teaches her weird magic shit. You're the one who saved her life and the one she looks up to.]

"This one is very nice. What do you think, Layla?" Frigga asked me.

"Huh? Sorry I was spacing out." I apologized. Hestia, Frigga, and I were currently picking out hand crafted furniture in a very high end store. As soon as the three of us entered, the manager closed the store and let us look around privately. 

Frigga was pointing to an ornate wooden hand carved bed frame. There was a price tag nearby that said it cost $50,000…

"It does look very nice." I said half heartedly.

Frigga frowned. She noticed my head was elsewhere. "Are you upset about that girl calling you mom?"

"I'm not upset." I replied. "I was just taken off guard. I was even making fun of Jane earlier for becoming a mom! Is this karma?" I asked.

Frigga smiled at me. "There's a difference between adopting a Midgardian teenager and raising an Asgardian child. You don't need to panic so much. Raising a child is a wonderful experience! I raised two amazing children myself!" She said.

I refrained from pointing out that one of those "amazing" children was currently an Asgardian fugitive who was most likely conspiring with Thanos as we spoke… 

As for Thor, I didn't really know a lot about what was going on with him. He had regained his powers and was going to be a dad, but that was pretty much it. I wondered what he was doing for money while on Earth? 

[Working at a power plant?]

I giggled at the System's dumb joke. I smiled at Frigga. "Thanks for calming me down." I honestly wouldn't mind Heather being my daughter. 

Frigga gave me a quick hug. She gave surprisingly nice hugs!

…Now I want her as my mom!

[You'll technically have her when you Marry Hela…]

Oh right…

Our conversation was interrupted by Hestia walking over. I burst out laughing when I saw what she was carrying! "Hahaha! Hestia, what are you doing!?" 

Hestia had her arms above her head. She was holding a very large leather reclining chair above her head. It must have weighed at least a few hundred pounds. 

"I want this…" Hestia said and presented it to me. Something told me that she hasn't been shopping in a long time. I'm pretty sure you're supposed to wait for the sales clerk and not just pick up stuff yourself…

"Miss! Miss! You don't have to carry the furniture yourself!" A sales rep ran over and pleaded with Hestia. "We can ship all the furniture you pick out to your home!" He tried to explain to her. It fell on deaf ears.

Hestia tilted her head to the side and placed the armchair on the floor. She snapped her fingers and a second later it vanished! I could feel some spatial fluctuations that lead back towards our penthouse as she did so.

"There's no need." Hestia replied. "I'll just teleport everything back to our home." She said casually as if that was a perfectly normal thought. 

I supposed it was for beings like us. Not for this poor man though. 

The man was just staring blankly at the empty spot where the large chair was a second ago. He stuck out his hand and waved it through the empty space as if to see if it was really gone. He was very confused. "OK? You do that…I guess. I'll just add it to the bill." He said and walked away. "I'm going to go lie down…"

We spent the next few hours going from store to store picking out everything that Hestia and Frigga wanted. They both had very good taste and I was actually looking forward to seeing all this high end furniture in our penthouse. I had to burn the couches in the living room after that night with Hela, Akeno and her girlfriends…

When we were done shopping, we decided to stop at a small Cafe for lunch. This place had been recommended to us by one of the furniture sales ladies at the last place we visited. 

The Cafe was in an out of the way spot, so even though I was recognized, there weren't too many people blatantly staring at me.

"How is Midgardian food so much better than Asgards?" Frigga questioned while eating. "Even this small cafe food is more exquisite than what's served in the palace!" Frigga complained.

"That's what happens when your culture stagnates for 1000 years," I said with a shrug. I had had this conversation before. "Asgard hardly uses any spices in its foods besides salt."

Frigga pouted. "I'm glad to be staying here for the next few years then. When I return, I will make sure to give all of the chefs a proper scolding."

Hestia reached forward and grabbed a biscuit out of the basket. She started spreading some butter on it. "All the people nearby are leaving suddenly." She said casually. "It's strange."

Frigga stopped her pouting and turned serious.

I stood up and looked around. Hestia was right. We were so busy talking that I had hardly noticed the cafe had cleared out. I couldn't even hear anyone working in the kitchen anymore. Where did they all go?

"Incoming." Hestia said while looking out the window.

"Wha–" Was all I managed to get out before a flying car slammed through the glass a flew directly towards our table!

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