#Chapter65
---Apparently Yule has a thing for birds that poop on my face-01
/"WHY ARE YOU TREATING ME LIKE THIS? I SAVED YOU FROM THE FREAKING GIANT LESS THEN TWENTY YEARS AGO!!!/"
/"YOU TOLD JACK TO KIDNAP ME SO YOU COULD PLAY POKER WITH YOUR FRIENDS. AND THEN I GOT KIDNAPPED BY A FREAKING GIANT. IT’S YOUR FAULT I GOT KIDNAPPED IN FIRST PLACE./"
/"BUT I SAVED YOU ANYWAY./"
/"YOU GOT THE STUPID GIANT AND YOURSELF DRUNK. I HAD TO CARRY YOU OUTSIDE!!!/"
And then the rocks rained and I for sure didn’t want to be there anymore to witness.
It turned out, Yule woke up earlier than anticipated. He also managed to get his wife angry enough to want him dead and throw a tantrum. How did he manage to do this in less than half an hour I will never know. Maybe he has his own gifts. Like I have mine.
Maybe we aren’t that different after all.
That thought didn’t please Rodor, but who asks that brat anyway?
