Last Few Days Here Till I'm Born (Again)

[Hannibal King]

He pulled put the final cookie in the cookie labyrinth he had created for Odin. He'd made it so there was a path all throughout the house that he had to maneuvar safely, assuming he didnt eat'em all. He remembered when his father had done this for him, and he loved it so he decided to do it for him. He looked at the bag, noting there was two more in there and he started chomping away. He was in the library, and sat down, enjoying the cookies, then brought out a few candy bars from his pocket, sticking most of them on the table, and started eating one, while grinning. He liked his 'kids' moment. He mumbled to himself. "Man, if only I had a woman to spread this all over." He started laughing to himself, and shook his head.

[Odin King]

He shoved another cookie into his mouth and burped loudly for such a little kid and continued on, finding another cookie and eating that one. Eventually, he made it into the library and finished eating the last cookie, looking at his grandfather, a huge chocolate grin, melted chocolate chips all over his lips and cheeks and fingers, crumbs all over his shirt. Smiling, he put his hands out."Mores Gwampa"

[Hannibal King]

He was laying down, till he heard some scurrying feet and he sat up immediately. His own face covered in chocolate. He used his shirt as a towel and wiped his face, looking at Odin, smiling. "Well, I can proudly say you're a King, you've got our greed for food. You ate all dem cookies?" He laughed and picked him up, placing him on his lap, as he used his shirt as a towel for him, and started wiping the cookie crumbs from his face. "No more cookies. Buuut, if you manage to find me, I'll give you some chocolate bars."

[Odin King]

His eyes lit up and he scratched his ear in thought."Hmmms, how abouts, no finding and all the candy." He nodded, he was smart for his age, probably because of the mixture his father had become and passed along to him. He tugged onto Hannibal's beard and stood up, pushing his hands against his face."You stills got chocolates on yous cheek." He licked his hand and wiped the chocolate off of Hannibal's cheek.

[Hannibal King]

He laughed. "Fine fine, you get the chocolate." He leaned forward and grabbed a chocolate bar, unwrapping it for him and handing it to him. "There you are, one chocolate bar." He placed him on the seat next to him and got up pulling a bag of marshmellows out and stuck a few into his mouth, along with a book and sat right back next to him.

[Odin King]

"Whats you veadings?" He ate the chocolate bar rather quickly and then burped."I thirsties Gwampa." He nodded and smacked his Hannibal's leg, a sign that meant, go get me a drink.

[Hannibal King]

He rolled his eyes. These kids were getting more and more demanding. He pointed to the floor that held a bottle of juice and a cup. "It's time for you to start doing things for yourself. So just take the bottle and pour juice into the cup, then Grandpa will read you a story."

[Odin King]

He groaned."You always bossing arounds." He sighed dramatically and hopped onto the floor and opened the bottle, and then, slowly, he poured himself a drink. Grinning maliciously, he felt prankful today and looked at his grandfather, and looked to the opened bottle."CATCH!" He threw it and saw the juice fly at his grandfather, grinning as the juice hit him all over. He took a fast sip of his drink and ran as fast as his little feet could carry him, he enjoyed this, he was a fast little kid, again, from his father.

[Hannibal King]

He hadnt been paying attention. Hed closed and put the book down, and was eating marshmallows when he heard what Odin said and next thing he knew he was covered in punch. He grumbled and stood up, hearing him run away. "Oh you're going to get it, you little shit-eater. Grandpa's gonna find you and eat you now." He walked out of the room and started looking for him, while laughing.

[Odin King]

He had managed to climb onto a shelf and waited patiently, and then he saw Hannibal and screamed, like a warrior in battle and swung his now taken off shirt around and jumped at his grandfather, clutching to him tightly."Feel my wraths you vermins!"

[Hannibal King]

He kept going, till he felt something on him, and then heard the scream and started laughing. "Alright there Julius Caesar, hold your horses." He kept laughing and managed to pull him off, and then placed him under his arm. "So you wanna fight, eh. Fine we'll fight." He started for the room at the end of the hall, and lit it up, putting Odin down. "Okay, let's fight." He bent down on his knees, holding his hands out. "Come on, gimme the best you've got, kiddo."

[Odin King]

He moved his fists back and forth and swung at Hannibal several times. His body bobbing back and forth. Tyr wasn't playing around, this kid was being trained quickly, it made Tyr feel better when the kid was alone for any amount of time."Come ons! I beats you!" he grabbed Hannibal's arm and swung into him roughly, frowning."You smells!"

[Hannibal King]

He moved his body, so Odin would think he was doing some damage. The kid was strong for anyone his age. And with a few more years of practice he'd be able to kick a lot of peoples ass. He smirked. "Oh if you think I smell, you should take a whiff of your father. He smells like old ass mixed in with vomit."

[Odin King]

He made a face and bit down on Hannibal's arm, his arm shooting up the sleeve of his shirt, pulling out whatever hair from his underarm he could grab. He had learned one time, that when he had done this to his father out of curiousity, it had hurt.

[Hannibal King]

He shifted his arm, then felt him bite on his arm. He made a face then shot his arm up, then he felt the hair on his underarm, just tear from his skin. "Shit Kid! That hurts." He shook his head and looked at his underarm. "Great, I look like a retard now." He looked at his underarm hair and shook his head. "You're a little shit-eating monster, Odin." He started laughing.