บท 459: C459 Baby Hela

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Upon taking the new baby Hela into her arms, Frigga and Odin exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes mirroring their shock. They had expected punishment for their wayward daughter, but nothing like this.

With the villainous baby handed over to her parents, Peter turned to Brunnhilde. "So, is the punishment enough?"

Brunnhilde couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, her earlier rage and despair giving way to amusement. "It's not perfect, but it's good enough," she managed to say between chuckles. "I never thought I'd see the day when Hela Odinsdottir would be a crying, helpless baby."

Thor, his expression a mix of curiosity and amusement, stepped closer to Peter. "How is this good enough? Didn't Hela kill her sisters?"

Peter grinned behind his mask, relishing the moment. "Well, you see, Brunnhilde wanted Hela dead, and Odin refused to let her be killed. So, I had to come up with a punishment that could make both sides happy."

Thor listened, but he didn't understand how turning his sister into a baby would quench Brunnhilde's need for revenge.

"First," Peter began, "Brunnhilde is happy because Hela now has to live through the torture and embarrassment of being a baby. Diaper changes, boredom, no privacy, no control over herself, or even her bowl movements. Hela is truly and utterly at the mercy of Odin and Frigga. Even if they treat her well, she'll live the next 3 or 4 years in a hellish nightmare. And even after that, she'll remain nothing but a mortal woman."

(A/N: I never understood why some authors make their MC's reincarnate as babies. And then they write that the MC enjoyed his second chance at childhood. No, that sounds like complete and utter torture. Just imagining having a sh*t filled diaper stuck to me is enough to make me want to puke. Disgusting 🤢🤮)

He gestured toward Odin and Frigga, who held their newly transformed daughter. "And on the other hand, Odin and Frigga get a second chance to raise Hela. And maybe, just maybe, they'll be able to rehabilitate her from the psycho that she is, because she most certainly still has her memories. Don't let that cute little face fool you, she's still just as evil and malicious as before."

Loki, who had been watching the scene unfold with a smirk, chimed in, "A cruel genius, you are, Spider-Man. I wouldn't wish Hela's fate on anyone, especially myself. Thankfully, I was only banished to Midgard after my powers were taken. If I were turned into a baby like her, I might just off myself to avoid the embarrassment."

Realizing the gravity of the situation and the opportunity before them, Odin and Frigga smiled down at the new baby in their arms. Hela, unable to contain her fury, glared back up at them, cursing them in baby babble as she couldn't speak normal words anymore.

Peter couldn't help but smile at the infant's futile attempts to convey her anger. He leaned in closer, poking her chubby cheeks as he cooed, "Aww, you're such a fierce little villain, aren't you?"

Hela, with all her might, tried to bite Peter's finger, but her toothless gums did zero damage. Frustration welled up in her, and she let out a series of indignant baby noises.

Pushing Peter aside, Thor reached for Hela and hoisted her up, introducing himself with a booming voice, "I am Thor, your elder brother and the King of Asgard!"

Hela, still aghast at her new reality, turned her bald baby head toward Odin, her eyes wide with skepticism.

But instead of Odin, Loki answered her, his tone dripping with mischief, "Yes, it's true, little sister. This large, loud, idiotic, buffoon is the King of Asgard. I'm Loki Odinson, your other 'elder' brother." He added emphasis to the word elder, smirking as he watched her twitch in annoyance. After all, she was born far before them.

Thor and Loki quickly devolved into a bickering argument, which prompted Odin to intervene before things got out of hand. Meanwhile, Frigga stole Hela back from Thor, cradling her close.

Hela wouldn't and couldn't admit it, since she couldn't speak, but she preferred Frigga's tender care to Thor's rough handling. For some reason, she felt safer and more comfortable in her step-mother's arms than she ever had in her entire life. 'Is this what a mother is supposed to feel like?'

With the chaos settled for the moment, Frigga couldn't contain her excitement at the prospect of being a mother again. She rushed off with Hela held against her bosom, calling for her attendants to prepare a nursery and gather all the necessary baby supplies.

Before joining his excited wife, Odin turned to Peter, a wry smile on his face. "Thank you, for your assistance and for this… unique punishment. I hope this helps her find her way back to us."

Peter waved it off, his mask hiding his grin. "We're friends. Friends help each other out. Besides, I know you'd help me out if I needed it." He said as Odin smiled, happy to have such a reliable ally.

Suddenly, Frigga called out from down the hall. "Dear!? Should we put the nursery in our room? I think Hela will be lonely otherwise… Also, I don't want her to hurt herself…"

(A/N: Gotta watch out for suicide attempts...)

"Whatever you want, my love!" Giving Peter one last nod, Odin rushed off to help his wife prepare, a noticeable smile on his usually stern face.

And as Hela's anguished cries echoed through the palace, signaling a new beginning for her and her family, Peter turned to Brunnhilde. "Have you come to a decision?"

Thor and Loki look at Brunnhilde in interest. "A decision?" Thor asks as Loki followed behind him. "About what?"

Peter quickly explains. "A decision on whether she wants me to revive the Valkyrie or not."

Thor, his eyes alight with hope, turned to Brunnhilde. "This is wonderful news! As King of Asgard, I would gladly welcome the Valkyrie back into our ranks. It would be an honor to have them by our side once more."

Brunnhilde scoffed at Thor's enthusiasm, her expression still somewhat hardened by the recent events. "That's not happening. I've seen what happened to my sisters. I won't subject them to the whims of another idiotic Asgardian king. We'll go to Earth, where we won't have to worry about being ordered to our deaths without thought."

Thor's face fell, his brows furrowing in genuine concern. "Brunnhilde, I promise you, I would never do such a thing. If anyone has to face danger or death, it should be me. I would fight to the very end to protect my people, and that includes the Valkyrie."

Brunnhilde regarded Thor with a mix of skepticism and contemplation. She believed him, but her resolve remained unshaken. "Thor, I appreciate your sincerity, but our path is clear. The Valkyrie will come with me, and I won't be staying in Asgard. That is if they agree. I won't force them."

(A/N: First the Widows joined and now the Valkyrie might come to earth… If this was a harem story, Peter would be drowning in warrior women by now.)

Peter interjected, sensing that Brunnhilde had come to a decision. "So, have you decided?"

Brunnhilde nodded firmly, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, I want to bring back my sisters. I've thought about it and I have no qualms about interrupting their eternal rest. They can live long and happy lives before dying a much more dignified death, as they should have."

Peter nodded, accepting her choice. "Very well. Thor, I'll need you to keep the remains of the Valkyrie safe. I'll have to prepare for the most intricate and powerful ritual I've ever attempted. It should be a fun one..."

Thor nodded solemnly. "I will ensure their safety."

Turning to Brunnhilde, Peter continued, "This time, the preparation will take more than just a few hours. You can either stay here in Asgard with me while I work, or return to Earth and wait for me to pick you up when it's time."

Brunnhilde shook her head resolutely. "I'll stay. I won't leave until my sisters are back with me, and I don't want to leave their remains behind either."

Peter acknowledged her decision with a nod. "Very well. I'll be staying in the same room as the last time I was here. Thor, please let me know when dinner is ready."

Thor smiled warmly. "Of course, my friend. It's good to have you here again." He was more than happy to house Peter for as long as he wanted to stay. After all, as a king, he never has time to visit Midgard any more, so it always feels like a special occasion when a Midgardian friend, like Peter, stays in the palace. Almost like a child excited for a sleepover.

With their plans set, Peter began to contemplate the intricate ritual that lay ahead. It was a task unlike any he had undertaken before, and the fate of the Valkyrie rested on his shoulders. As he retreated to his room to prepare, he pulled out three of the Infinity stones, which he'd need to use to get the job done.

Instantly, the room filled with a mix of amber, emerald, and violet light. 'Hopefully this works and I don't blow myself up… alongside everyone else in Asgard… and the entire Galaxy…' He couldn't help but feel the weight of responsibility that came with wielding three infinity stone at once. A feat that he's never even tried before before.

Thankfully, he wouldn't be wielding them personally, or else he would probably explode. 'Well… I could try out the rings, but I don't think they're ready yet… I still need to tweak them a bit before attaching the stones…'

Meanwhile, Brunnhilde remained resolute in her decision, determined to reunite with her sisters and provide them with a chance for a new life. Thor, true to his word, ensured the remains of the fallen Valkyrie were safeguarded, their memories preserved until the day they would be resurrected.

In the grand halls of Asgard, the anticipation for the upcoming ritual and the return of the Valkyrie hung in the air. Either Thor or Loki couldn't keep their mouths shut, because now, friends and family of the deceased Valkyrie waited with hope and curiosity, eager to witness the outcome of Peter's extraordinary endeavor.

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