Dear God, please allow my sister's next child

Dear God, please allow my sister's next child to be stillborn so that my family can afford to pay the mortgage this month. If the bank forecloses, we'll be shot by wannabe-Crips, &

we won't be able to afford an undertaker. This prayer feel silent in Valhalla as non of the gods were paying attention. Besides as the prayer was not addressing any particular god

and as Norse gods are a bunch of raving egomaniacs it was, as a supplication to the gods, useless. The gods wandered around Valhalla & decided to go on a trip to the edge of Asgard

near Witchita Kansas. The Norse Gods had trouble fitting into Witchita's high society. Loki was never low key

And Thor spent most of the time getting hammered. Wichita had enough problems with the Norse Gods until the Titans showed up making a mess of the sorghum.

By Odin, what would be next? Italian food? She glared at nobody in particular. It would be a cold day in Pluto's Kingdom before that cheating asshole Jupiter got anywhere near her

Sacred Groves. She send word to the other Tuatha de Danaan through the ley lines. Even though most were thousands of years behind the curtain they all appeared in an instant. Epona

Went out for a walk to celebrate the fall weather, being someone who used to burn leaves. Now that was banned. She craved some Swedish meatballs, suddenly. The Svea Restaurant was

That came with Fall every year, when suddenly a piano fell on her head and she died.