Just the Thing

Great Thor trails in the door
Limp
He’s tired, weary.
It’s been a long day.

Mrs. Claus (she helps him out)
(off season)
Bustles over, “Dear?
You look so burned out!”

He sighs, a great gust of wind.
Whooooooooooooosh
Ships in the north sea
Pitch on sudden waves.

“Burned out is exactly right.”
He’s glum.
Sits down heavily
(The heavens thunder).

“And I’m not even done yet!”
He moans.
“It’s all the film rights!
Endless paperwork.”

Two rooms over, a glass falls.
Wheeaaaaayy!!
A Valkyrie laughs.
Thor looks baleful.

“You know what you need, my dear?”
“Mead.”
“A nice cup of tea.”
He doesn’t protest.

Mrs. Claus makes the best tea.
Well-known fact.
Fruit teas for reindeer
Herbals for Huldras

Cinnamon for Santa Claus
(Dash of nutmeg)
And for mighty Thor…
A storm in a teacup.

“WHICH of you bone-headed dolts has left this goat in my kitchen again, if you can’t keep it under control I’m sending it down to Fólkvangr myself, you see if I don’t, and DON’T think you can scare me with those battle-axes young man, this is ABSOLUTELY unacceptable…”

Just the thing.

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