flaming arrow prompt: ava finds out odin is the host for wrathia's husband
- Who Are You, Really?
He was seated on the couch
half-dozing as they waited for the ship to reach its destination. Gil had
vacated to the other side of the vehicle in a not-so-subtle attempt to get as
far away from himself and Ava as possible. Maggie had attempted to follow after
the boy but considering the argument he’d heard taking place soon afterward, he
was under the impression the younger teen had been rebuffed and sent away. Heh,
serves her right for lying so much. Karma always came back to bite you in the
ass for things like that.
Odin’s gaze moved towards the
fourth and final occupant of the ship, currently laid asleep on the sofa beside him as if
she had no care in the world whatsoever. You would have never thought the girl capable of decimating an entire TITAN headquarters if you looked at her now.
Her eyes moved beneath her
eyelids as she shifted, and Odin jerked when Ava rested her head against him,
the abnormal heat from her skin seeping through his clothing. It was like having a human hot water-bottle pressed against him. Just as he was
questioning what to do with her, he felt it.
A wetness on his shoulder.
“Urgh-!” Shoving her off the sofa he recoiled away, the “dangerous alien” landing with a thud and yelp.
“W-Wha….” There was a pause as she quickly took note of her surroundings at the abrupt awaking. Then, another when the relalisation of what had just happened sunk in. “Hey-! What the hell!?” Pushing herself up, Ava pinned him with a sharp glare which he easily returned.
“Y-You drooled on me!”
Her eyes widened at that, anger giving way to embarrassment and cheeks flushing
golden. “I- I did?”
Her voice was a squeak.
He pointed to the wet patch upon
his sleeve. Her eyes took it in, face burning brighter and seriously- was this
really the same girl who had annihilated an entire haven of TITAN followers?
Considering how horrendously counterintuitive Wrathia’s plan to get Ava to form a pact was (”Let me just repeat the word “PACT” to a toddler until they agree, then when that inevitably fails treat them like shit for the rest of their lives so they commit suicide because obviously she just doesn’t want to cooperate and I’m not being unclear at all!”), I feel like she was a hilariously bad ruler who made all kinds of knee-jerk decisions.
Like, imagine a more psychopathic version of Emperor Kuzco…