Woe! Woe had come to Valhal! Truly the day of Ragnarok had come where all bonds of trust were broken and the end of the world was here! For this day The Mom and The Dad had brought the the hallowed halls of Valhal an evil most foul. Devices of torture known as 'gentle leaders'. The contraption looped around the noses and behind the ears of the poor defenseless Heathens and removed all their power to pull.
Odin strove to remove the instrument of indignity. But alas The Dad anticipated his attempts and the halter remained firmly in place.
Baldr let his agony be known by flinging himself upon the cold earth and rolling in a long drawn out show of despair.
The Mom and The Dad were unmoved. The faces of the Heathens remained bound. The Mom was most pleased as she could now lead both Heathens about on leashes without allowing them the joy of racing down the land surrounding Valhal with her but a helpless weight bobbing behind them.
In revenge for his shame Odin demonstrated to The Mom and The Dad that no mere fences could contain him. He decided that the best way to prove that he remained with them only by his whim was to fling open the gate containing the land behind Valhal and stroll out to freedom in front of The Dad. Who was justly not amused. He pounced on the wayward pup and carried him, singing the song of the Unloved Northern People back into the walls of Valhal. For this act of insolence Odin must now wear the Facehugger Harness of Shame on all walks, and the Leash of Stay-In-The-Damn-Yard whenever outside the watchful eye of either The Mom or The Dad.
He remains unamused.
Baldr ate of the Garbage and remained overflowing with Derp.
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