"I'm sorry?"
"No, friend Banner, it is I who is sorry." Thor said with a frown.
"No! I mean, why are you sorry? You haven't done anything wrong."
"No friend Banner, I have. To you and to friend Hulk both." The god of Thunder said with a sigh. "I may not have been the one to betray you or been one of the many one who tried to stop you when you tried to take revenge, but my actions have contributed to these things."
"When our team first came together, it was because my brother Loki had framed friend Hulk of a crime he did not commit. An act that many of our adversaries used in order to drive a wedge between us, an act that I have fallen for far too many times." The banished prince of Asgard said while looking down. "Space Phantom was simply the first time, and I attacked friend Hulk with little to no thought. If I had showed just a little faith in you and friend Hulk throughout the years instead of just attacking and never thinking… mayhaps we would have been living in a far too different world right now." The god of thunder finished his words with a bow and Bruce found himself with no idea on how to proceed.
Apologies were an old friend to him with every time his so called friends being tricked into believing that Hulk had gone on a rampage and just attacking before whoever framed him got out of the shadows and started bragging about 'driving the wedge between the Avengers' as if dozens of others had not already done what they did.
But all those apologies had been... empty. No actual remorse in their eyes and far too ready to defend their actions with how he had to understand. And he simply never did think too much about those times since he himself had believed that he was a ticking time bomb, a monster ready to come out of it's slumber.
Yet he was wrong, just too absorbed in his own misery to accept that fact.
Hulk had not been a monster. At the very beginning, the Green Goliath had been little more than a child with far too much power; unable to understand why the people hated him or why they wouldn't leave him alone. Yet also so caring of the innocent, be they small animals or children.
Ah, how long had it been?
Since the last time he thought about that little Arab boy, who died for nothing.
The thought made him clench his fists as he tried to calm himself, to keep his composure before the god of thunder. Who had given him, and Hulk, what might be the first true apology for what had happened to him without the consequences his actions having gotten to him first.
"Thor..." He started before stopping, unsure of what he really wanted to say for a moment. "I won't say that everything is okay but... but I don't think that you are the one who needs to apologize." He said as the god of thunder raised his head and looked into his eyes. "But, thank you."
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"So, you guys had your heart to heart?" Amadeus asked with a grin that I wiped off of his face by smacking him behind the head. Glaring down at the smol Asian boy glaring up at me.
Little shit. He was lucky that I hadn't put any power behind that blow. It was obvious that whatever my father and Thor had talked about had taken a weight off of his shoulders and if Amadeus ruined this for him, whoever the eight smartest person alive was would get an automatic rank up in the list.
"Calm down Kala." Father said with a chuckle while rubbing the back of his head. "We did have a 'heart to heart' after all."
"Indeed." Thor agreed with a nod. "But we can talk about such things later, friend Banner. Now, I would like to meet your sons!" He declared with a huge smile and walked up to us.
"Kala and Skaar Brucesons, it is a pleasure to meet you." He said with a smile as he offered a hand for a shake, which I took. And Skaar glared but that was basically his ordinary face while Hulked out so it was probably fine.
"When the time comes, I would like to have long talks with you both and hope to see you in an Asgardean feast. But unfortunately, we do not have time for such niceties." The god of thunder declared before looking at Korg. "Pick up your petrified comrades, there is much to do and ver little time."
"Great, any chance you'll explain what is this 'much to do' you talk about?" Amadeus asked with a raised eyebrow, a slight amount of sarcasm in his voice.
"Aye, Midgard is in danger. My enemies who perished in Ragnarok have returned to mortal coil much like my Asgardean brethren." Thor declared as he raised his hand and summoned his hammer. "Ulik and his rock trolls have been seen on your world. I would see them returned to their former realms before they can hurt anyone."
"That doesn't sound like something you would need help with my friend." Hercules said with a frown and I mentally agreed with him.
Sure, Ulik was supposedly strong enough to brawl with Thor but among the enemies of the god of thunder, he was one of the dumber ones. Not something that Thor would need help with.
"It isn't the trolls that trouble me Hercules. It's whoever brought them to Midgard without anyone noticing."
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