AN/: I’m rewatching Vikings and got angry at Sigurd in this one sence so yeah.
Warnings: AuNGst! Violence and swearing
Summary: what happens when Sigurd pushes it too far.
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“Come, fight me!” Hvitserk asked. I don’t understand why he continues to fight me when he loses every time. He threw me a sword and the other Ragnarssons watched in anticipation.
“You’re only going to lose again, Hvitserk,” Ubbe chuckled. Hvitserk just rolled his eyes.
“Come on princess. I don’t have all day.” I said getting into stance. Our swords collided and clanging nosies roared thought the training feild. We continued like this for two minutes until I took my foot and sweeped him on this bum. He fell with a thump and pointed my sword at in between his eyes. “I told you. Watch your feet.” I chucked. Again he rolled his eyes. It was then I began to hear clapping. Slow sarcastic clapping. Ivar.
“Very amusing Y/N.” He said with his devilish smirk. I wanted to slap that smirk off his face. But I couldn’t. All I did was roll my eyes at him. “If you keep rolling your eyes my dear they are going to fall out.”
“Shout it boneless.” I say knugging him so he fall of the tree trunk he said upon. Sigurd began to laugh.
“You can’t even take a girl little brother.” His laughter grew.
“You’ll be next snake eye. So fuck off.” I snapped at him. “I must get going. I have to change before we begin eat tonight. Farewell boys.” The boys all said their goodbye as I wondered off.
I said at the end of the table. Facing Ivar and his new toy. Next to me was Sigurd and Ubbe. With Hvitserk next to Ubbe and Aslaug next to Sigurd. The discussion of love was what we were conversing about. Sigurd felt the need to say to his own mother have you ever loved anyone.
“She’s always loved me.” Ivar smirked.
“She pitted you. We do. Sometimes we even wish she leave you to the wolves.” Sigurd spat at Ivar. I felt an anger raise in me. Ivar stood up and began making his way to Sigurd. “Oh are you coming here little brother?” Sigurd chuckled. Ivar continued to get closer to him. Once he got to Sigurds chair he pulled it out from underneath him, Ivar falling to the floor. “Oh no. Did you fall little brother?” Sigurd said sarcastically.
I placed my grip on my knife. He continued to do it another three time. Each time getting Ivar angrier and angrier. Everyone sat and watched. He did it one last time once I snapped. I stood up and I threw my knife right into his eye. Aslaug screamed as Sigurd screamed in pain. The brothers sat there in shock. Ivar remained on the floor however with a smirk of joy and amusement.
“I’m leaving.” I said bluttly. I exited the grand hall, hearing Aslaug pleads to the god to ensure her sons safety and Ubbe yelling after me.
The sun had set and I sat along the river. “Y/N!” Ubbe called. Finally they’d found me. I rolled my eyes as he came and sat down next to me. I sat eating a rabbit I’d caught only minutes ago, due to the fact that I left with out eating. We sat in silence until I spoke.
“No.” He said. “However he lost his eye and now looks like Odins less impressive twin.” He chuckled. I did too.
“Good.” I knew it wouldn’t kill him. If I wanted to I would have gone for his next.
“Why’d you do it?” He said.
“He need to learn not to disrespect others.” I said coldly. “I’d had enough of him being a dick.”
“I thought you hated Ivar?” He questioned.
A/N: who wants a part two?
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