Well I finished my "Shelter in the Rain!" Here goes!
--- Shelter in the Rain---
Sigrun had invited the crew to hang at her place, so, naturally, Reynir was lost. Her instructions to her apartment were... vague, to say the least. "Turn left once you pass that rock that looks like an upside-down grenade if you squint really hard" were hardly adequate instructions and Reynir felt the same way he had when he had discovered he was stranded in the Silent World: like an idiot. To top it all off, it had started to rain, and in a matter of seconds, he was soaking wet. He spun around helplessly, and nearly cried with relief when he spotted Mikkel's huge figure. And he was carrying an umbrella.
"Mikkel!" he called as he jogged over to him and ducked under the umbrella. "Thank goodness I found you! Do you know the way to Sigrun's house? She gave me directions but-"
"Don't worry," Mikkel cut him off, "I happen to know the way." So two men under an umbrella started walking towards the general direction of Sigrun's place.
*'*'*
Lalli had taken one look at the directions Emil had translated for him and gave up. They made no sense, and, knowing Sigrun, they never had in the first place. But he figured he could find his way on his own. How hard could it be? He was sure he was going in the right direction when it started to rain. He hissed in displeasure and ran under the nearest tree, trying to stay as dry as he possibly could. It was out of the question to continue in such rain when he was dressed in such light clothes. He knew he should have worn his scout uniform, no matter what Emil said about "being casual." He stayed under that tree for a solid five minutes before deciding to brave the rain again. He took one step and rushed back to the safety of his tree. It was pouring buckets out there.
"Lalli! Hi!" Lalli turned around in shock. He knew that voice. Of course it was him. He opened his mouth to answer but was saved by Mikkel gesturing to the umbrella and then to him.
"Come." Lalli gratefully squeezed himself between the giant man and the freckle-head.
"... Thank you," he grunted. So three men squeezed under an umbrella started walking towards the general direction of Sigrun's place.
*'*'*
Emil was looking for the rock shaped like an upside-down grenade.
"It should be right around here..." he murmured. "Unless I made a wrong turn somewhere..." He yelped in surprise and covered his hair as rain started pouring from the sky. He looked around for shelter but saw none. Frantically, he took off at a sprint, hoping was running in the right direction, squeezing his eyes shut. He bumped into several people as he ran past, yelling sorry over his shoulder as he continued his mad dash. But just his luck, Emil felt himself run into what felt like a very large man. He gulped hard as he looked up to see who he had hit now. It was Mikkel!
"Closing your eyes doesn't keep you dry, stupid," Lalli told him as he peered around Mikkel. "Come. Mikkel knows way to Sigrun." So four men squished under an umbrella started walking towards the general direction of Sigrun's place.
*'*'*
Sigrun opened the door with a grin.
"There you guys are! I was worried you had gotten lost on the way! It's not like my directions were hard or anything!" Lalli grumbled something in Finnish that she chose to ignore. "Come in! Oh, and be careful around Dagny," she added, almost as an afterthought. "He's taken a liking to attacking people's feet when they let their guard down."
(Do you guys want more of Dagny? Because I'm thinking of doing more with him.)
