Frigga's got a Witch in Her Closet

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I woke up way too early.
The door creaked open and torchlight flooded into my room. Frigga creeped through the doorway and tiptoed around to Loki's side of the bed.
"Frigga?" Frigga jumped and turned to look at me.
"Mommy, I had a bad dream."
"Oh, honey. Come here."
Frigga dragged behind her her whole stinking bedspread and added it to our own pile of blankets. I lifted her onto our bed and she snuggled in between her parents. Loki woke up before either of us had a chance to fall back asleep.
"Fancy seeing you here, Frigga." Loki rolled over and propped himself up on his arm.
"Daddy, I had a bad dream."
"I'm sorry, Frigga. You're safe now. The nightmare's over. I can take you back to your room and I can show you-" Loki knitted his eyebrows together. "On second thought, you had better stay here with me."
"Goodnight, Daddy."
"Goodnight, Frigga. Don't you ever be afraid to ask me for help. I won't let anything, anything hurt you."
"Not even the witch in my closet?" Frigga yawned.
"Especially the witch in you closet."

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