29, Thor/Brunnhilde, Part 2
Thor watches Loki and Brunnhilde.
The trickster is chatting her up, occasionally putting a hand in the wrong place.
Brunnhilde slaps it away and threatens him each time, but the sight alone makes Thor's blood boil.
"Brother! A word?" Thor pushes himself between them, wrapping an arm around his brother.
Brunnhilde mouths a thank you, before headed off.
"What do you want?" Loki rolls his eyes.
The second Brunnhilde is completely out of sight Thor's grip on the Jötunn's shoulder tightens, almost painfully.
"You're hurting me, you oaf!" The smaller God tries to get away.
"What I will do to you will be much, much worse than this if you do not cease your attempts at courting Brunnhilde, Brother," Thor growls, spitting the last word like venom.
"You dare threaten me?! Over a woman no less!" Loki manages to break the grip, backing away.
"Choose your words carefully, for I will not hesitate to finish you."
"You have gone mad! I have no interest in your little hussy!"
Poor choice of words.
Thor punches Loki, knocking the wind out of him.
The trickster doubles over, one hand on his stomach, the other protecting his face.
"Whoa! Hey! He's annoying, I know! But that doesn't mean to beat him!" Brunnhilde cries, only catching the last bit of the exchange.
Thor is still tense, and ready for a fight, for any retaliation from his brother, but the smaller God just falls to the floor, a show of his surrender.
Brunnhilde grabs Thor's arm, pulling him away.
"You need to get that temper in check! You're fighting everyone!" She warns.
"Of course, perhaps you could help me with that.." Thor leaves his brother on the ground, a dangerous look in his eyes as he and Brunnhilde walk away.