Valhalla Page #2

I'll be in my room.

Out!

- What's he doing here?

- Never mind him. We're busy.

I could sure use some breakfast.

Where is everything?

Never mind.

I didn't need that plate anyway.

Good morning, dear children.

You're up early.

What? Oh, no!

I noticed you hadn't quite finished.

But I'm sure you will.

- You made the mess!

- You clean it up.

You seem to forget something.

I'm the god, you're the servants.

- Now, start sweeping!

- No!

- You'll do as I say.

- You can't tell us what to do.

- This isn't your house.

- We'll see about that.

Him again? Just wait

until Thor hears about this.

He won't listen to us.

Odin!

King of the gods.

- What about him?

- Well, he's king of the gods.

He should be able to help us

if only we could get to him.

King of the gods?

We'll just get into more trouble.

- We had better wait for Thor.

- You wait then. I'm leaving.

Long way down, isn't it?

We have to wait for Thor.

We don't even know this Odin.

He definitely won't listen to you.

You're just a little girl.

What are you doing?

Escaping.

We don't care, do we?

- Out of the shadows they came.

- Look! Maybe they know the way.

At you service we are.

Definitely.

- Well, do you know the way?

- Are you looking for Odin?

We want to ask him

to do us a favour.

- Strange creatures from beyond.

- The boundaries of time.

Of time.

No. I think you've got it wrong.

We want to...

The king watches over his men.

The head is in trouble

if he beats One-Eye.

- We just want to speak to...

- Come along then.

Come along.

Come, Quark.

I hope they take us to Odin.

That head is really creepy.

Why hasn't it got a body?

Boo! Boo!

Stupid that was.

Didn't move.

I beg your pardon.

We have a small problem,

and I was hoping you could help.

We've been terribly mistreated,

and we've come a long way...

- Hey, I'm talking to you!

- What are you worms doing here?

Odin wants to be left alone.

Get out of here, or I'll...

How did you get past me?

Nobody is allowed to disturb Odin!

Will you get outta here...

You little... I'll get you.

Silence!

Look what I've done.

Rolf, you may leave.

How dare you disturb the king

of the gods? Speak, child.

Well, sir...

Like I was saying -

- we're being terribly mistreated

by some people... er, gods, I mean.

My brother and I, and Quark here,

we did everything we were told to.

I don't mind working,

and I like Thor and Sif.

But Loki never helps...

Get away from the board, you little

worm. Leave that piece alone.

What are you two worms doing here

in the sacred hall of the gods?

I'm dizzy!

Well, what happened?

They kicked us out.

You could have helped.

Of course. Then I would

have been kicked out too.

I told you Odin wouldn't listen

to you and that little creep.

Why are you always so mean to him?

- I'm hungry.

- Serves you right.

- I'm cold.

- Tough.

- I can't wait to get home.

- Well, they won't be glad to see him.

- Why do you always pick on him?

- Because everything is his fault.

- That does it. Goodbye.

- Good riddance.

Oh, Quark!

Good day, young man.

Greetings, human.

Only you will see clearly

when the red one falls.

- And the thunder stills.

- And creation crumbles.

- Rumbles.

- Crumbles.

Just trust your eyes.

And hold on to your belief, human.

All beings need one another,

need each other.

Someone needs you.

Needs you!

Roskva, I've been thinking.

I mean...

We could stay here. Why not?

We could build a tree house and

live in the woods. Follow me, kids!

Hooray for Quark!

You know what, Quark?

You're all right.

So there you are.

You two are coming home, now!

No, not you.

You've caused enough trouble.

That does it!

He's going back to the giants!

- No, you can't do that.

- Why not?

- Because I...

- Go on.

Well, the giants... Utgardsloki,

you know... We had a few drinks -

- and I bet I could teach him

to behave... Quark, I mean.

And now I'm stuck with him.

- I'm taking him back.

- Yes. Do that.

And you're coming with us.

- Utgard.

- Land of giants.

- Giants, beware!

- Thunder approaches!

- To Utgardsloki!

- Cheers!

Cheers!

Bottoms up!

Think I'm an airstrip, do you?

Cheers, you ugly creep!

Here comes dessert.

Remember Quark?

I call dibs on the offal.

Oh, little Quark...

That little monster.

I'd sure like to see

Thor and his friends now.

I'll bet they have their hands full.

Has it occurred to you

that they might send him back?

Well, if it isn't Thor and his friends.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I'm called Skrymer,

and your cave is my glove.

What brings you to... Ouch!

- I believe this is yours.

- Not for long.

That little monster is going

back to where he belongs.

To Utgardsloki, I presume?

Right. And when I see him...

You and Utgardsloki don't seem

to be the best of buddies.

Well, I must go.

Good luck.

They fell for it.

They're bringing Quark back.

Now for some magic.

You'll receive our visitors.

Open up!

What a surprise.

My friend Thor.

What brings you here?

This.

Put your nose out of joint, did he?

He's all yours now. Goodbye.

You want to fight, do you?

The same old Thor.

We thought we'd seen

the last of you in these parts.

Rumour has is -

- that you're having trouble

with your new little friend.

I guess it's partly my fault.

Anyone can see that Thor doesn't

have the spark of his brighter days.

Given the size of the problem...

Let's not quarrel over

such a small matter.

Let's have a series of contests.

Whoever wins is relieved

of the little rat.

Or are you afraid of losing?

Afraid? You're talking to

the great god of thunder!

I can handle any giant.

Excuse me,

may I propose an eating contest?

For the gods... Loki!

And for the giants... Logi!

He who reaches the string first, wins.

My dear trolls and giants,

may the best stomach...

Begin.

Loki, Loki, Loki...!

Not bad.

What about you, young lady?

No, not me.

I'm not good at anything.

- And you, young man?

- Oh no, I...

Come on. You're not afraid

of a little contest, are you?

Well, yes and no. I...

A race, yes.

A race.

And I've decided

who should oppose you.

On your marks... Ready...

Get set...

Go!

He's so stupid.

I've already won.

Enough is enough.

Now it's my turn.

Sure, sure it is.

If you are my equal -

- you can empty my horn

in one draught.

Sure I can!

Fair is fair, old friend.

I'll give you another try.

See if you can lift

my cat off the floor.

- My patience is running out!

- Come on, humour me.

Stop!

Yes, we don't want any harm

to come to you, old friend.

That's just like you.

To stop when I was winning!

Enough!

I've had enough of your games.

I'm not leaving until one of you

meets me in a wrestling match.

Oops...

- I need to talk to you.

- What? Later.

Fight me, Thor.

What? An old woman?

- You must be joking.

- Elli is my mother, Thor.

- She is stronger than you think.

- I don't fight old women.

How about a dance, my dear lady?

Good day, young man.

- Remember. Only you...

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