Dinner went smoothly. After all, a buffet let everyone pick and choose freely, so nobody had to sit with anyone they couldn't stand.
Loki followed behind Frigga, looking sheepish as he carried the freshly scrubbed, chubby dog, Captain...
From his expression, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or unhappy. But seeing the faint smile on Frigga's face, Alvin knew that she was satisfied.
Even though that idiot Loki had completely missed the point, it seemed that was enough for her!
Frigga had carefully scrubbed the dirt from the crevices in Sapling's body, leaving the punky little tree feeling a bit uncomfortable.
As they passed Groot, Sapling sent a few vines shooting out to wrap around Groot's neck. Then he strained with all his might, let out a loud "Yah! Yah! Yah!" and escaped Frigga's clutches...
Little Ginny sighed as she watched little Morgan, who was nestled in Frigga's arms, freshly washed and sparkling clean. Then she looked at her own spotless arms and sighed in resignation, deciding to put off beating up Loki for now...
Otherwise, she'd get dirty, and Frigga would drag her off for a bath again...
Alita cheerfully took little Morgan from Frigga. The baby had her mouth open, making repeated "oh, oh, oh" sounds as she searched for her big sister. Alita held her close and went over to little Ginny, then handed the hungry little thing a big bottle.
Little Ginny clung to Alita's leg and watched little Morgan eat with gusto. She sighed and said, "Frigga's great, but she loves giving us baths too much!
Little Morgan isn't as cute when she's all clean..."
Alita's eyes turned white for the first time. Grinning, she patted little Ginny's head and said, "A lady should act like a lady. Frigga wants you to