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Thor’s Wedding
Thor woke up covered in sweat. ‘Ahh! The draugr are coming to get me!’ he screamed.
Sif opened her eyes. ‘No need to be afraid. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.’
Thor rolled over. ‘I wasn’t afraid,’ he said. ‘The mighty Thor isn’t afraid of anything. If the draugr did come for me, I’d knock their skulls off with Mjolnir.’
He felt for his hammer beside the bed to make sure it was still there.
It was gone!
Thor sat up and looked around.
His hammer was nowhere to be seen.
‘Mjolnir’s gone!’ he shouted.
Sif groaned. ‘It’ll turn up. We’ll look for it in the morning.’
Thor threw off his covers and got out of bed. ‘I can’t sleep knowing my hammer’s missing.’
‘Look for it then. I’m going back to sleep. I’m tired.’
‘But, aren’t you going to help me? You’re better at looking for things than me.’
‘I’m sure you’ll be fine on your own.’ Sif rolled over and went back to sleep.
‘Ok,’ Thor whispered loudly. ‘I’ll try not to make too much noise.’
He loudly tip-toed to the cupboard. Before opening it, he glanced back to see if Sif was still sleeping. She was.