Just a friendly disclaimer before i forget, I don't own anything of anything. But that would be a given seeing as I'm not publishing my own book but a story with characters and locations that belong to another.

Oh, and just to let you know this opens up at first like it's not HTTYD but it is. Trust me I know what I'm doing, I think.

Loki watches his brother Thor sneak away to the dwarven forge. It was not uncommon for one to go there but in such of manner Thor did it made it a sight to behold. Loki being one of curoisty followed, silently. It was much easier for the slender god to sneak around but he gave his brother credit. Had he not been in the hallway leading towards the forge at the moment Thor attempted to sneak by he might have almost missed it.

It didn't take long for Thor to make it to the forge. A passing thought in Loki's head told him the only reason his brother had attempted to sneak was because he, Loki, had been in that particullar hallway at the moment. For when Thor passed others he greeted them without trouble. This only made Loki more intrigued on what his brother was doing.

The distance Loki viewed the exchange between Thor and Eitri made it hard to hear. He knew he could get closer but something held him back. It looked as Thor was commisioning two swords to be forge, but he really couldn't be to sure. Loki smiled though as he decided Thor would never see these blades.

Loki had patience. He could wait out even the most vicous storms, his father was Odin and brother Thor. He knew he would not interrupt the forging of the blades as he did with Thor's own weapon. He struck when Eitri open the box that contained a pair of handles for the blades. They where beutiful and Loki could tell these swords where going to be special. Loki called out to the blacksmith in a voice that wasn't his own but that of a maid, "Eitri come eat, you have been in that forge for many days without a bite passing your lips."

Eitri was confused at first but when Loki called again in his false voice, Eitri returned the handle to their box, locking it, and covered the swords in clothe to hid there presence. This did not stop Loki from knowing as he watched Eitri do this. With glee Loki walked into the empty forge and took the blades. He also grabed the box and made off with an idea of where to hide such weapons.

He walked to the rainbow path way some distance away until he could see Midgard. At these point he threw the blades off each side of the path towards Midgard, not watching where they landed. As the swords were made of to be powerful, he knew they would reveal themselves to him in time. It was now that Heimdall relized Loki was attempting something again, "Son of Tricks what brings you to my path?"

Loki looked at Heimdall answering, "I was just discarding some waste." As he took the box containing the handles to the blades and again throw them down to Midgard. For these he chose a location to throw them to. In quick whisper he told the locale seer, "Seperate these two for it is not time for them to be brought together." With that he turned his back on Heimdall and returned to Asgard.

Night passed on Asgard. Loki prepared as all his plans and plots almost made him forget that it was his day. This would be similar to a brithday but happened way less often. He was not one to give up gifts though. He entered the main throne room in his best and was meet with applaude, how he loved it. He would not pass up this chance to rub it in Thor's face. For with it being his day Odin allowed him to take the chair to his right. And everybody presented their gifts to him.

It was strange. Most the time Thor would present his gift first claiming it is the best of them all, but Thor was missing. Many others gave beutiful gifts but Thor did not come in until hours later. With him was the blacksmith Eitri. When they apporched the thrown, Thor bowed an appologitic bow. "Brother Loki, I am sorry but tragedy has stuck your gift. I asked the blacksmith, Eitri, to forge you brother blades. I would have presented them to you with the highest of honour. Now they are lost." Most would not have thought that was shock upon Loki's face but his father knew otherwise.

"Son Loki do you know the gift in which Thor speaks?" thundered Odin.

The shame evident on his face knowing he was caught, "I do father, for it was I that came across the blades. I believed them to be a gift to Thor and acted out of jealousy. I dropped the blades down to Midgard." Looking towards his brother, "Though it is my day I apologize to you brother Thor. You would give me the greatest swords forged but in return I cast them out." To Loki this was all about saving face now. If Thor would have showed up with no gift it would have been bad but to throw away Thor's gift made it worse for him. "As such I will leave the swords to Midgard and grant them use of them to those that are blessed to come by them. Wether they are used in the defense of man, the slaying of kings and gods, or to simply cut down an annoying tree."

This was always a saving face tactic. Almost all the people held the mortals in high standards. Like they were the Gods and them the low-lifes, but this was the way things would have to be. With these words uttered also, Loki understood he would never be allowed to search or send for these blades. But without the handles the blades would be useless anyways so he had no fear. The handles being locked in one of Eitri's boxes would only be opened with a key from Eitri himself.

Odin stood, "You praise Midgard on your day Loki. We shall celebrate into the night and continue til weeks end. All shall know of your kindness."

"Yippee," was the tricky god's reply.