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Informationen zum Autor Louie Stowell; Illustrated by Louie Stowell Klappentext When Thor's hammer goes missing, trickster god Loki, still trapped as a cranky eleven-year-old boy, is determined to prove he's innocent (for once!). The hilarious series continues...Informationen zum Autor Louie Stowell; Illustrated by Louie Stowell Klappentext When Thor's hammer goes missing, trickster god Loki, still trapped as a cranky eleven-year-old boy, is determined to prove he's innocent (for once!). The hilarious series continues in this second volume. Norse god Loki records the highs and lows of living on Earth as an eleven-year-old in grumbles, snarks, and doodles in his enchanted diary. He might not have shown any moral improvement (yet), but Odin has given Loki another chance to prove himself worthy of Asgard. Earning everyone's trust isn't easy, however. So far, Loki has managed to make only one human friend, Valerie. But he is irritated to learn that Valerie has made another friend. Then, at Thor's birthday party (a pointless mortal ritual, though luckily there is cake), the magical hammer Mjolnir is stolenand everyone suspects Loki! Can Loki find Thor's hammer, discover who the real thief is, and clear his nameor will his jealousy over Valerie's new friend cloud his judgment? From dangerous Frost Giants to disappointing parent-teacher conferences, Loki's riotously funny illustrated adventures continue. Leseprobe Day One Monday LOKI VIRTUE SCORE OR LVS: 0 Reset for a fresh start Better than the minus millions, I suppose! Today at school, I performed a mighty feat: I was nice to the new kid. If you've never attended a mortal school, you might not know that it is a long-standing tradition that the new child in class is treated with disdain and cruelty. However, because I am a Good God™ now, I ignored this custom, risking the scorn of my peers! Miss, Sarah can sit next to me, I said, gesturing graciously at an empty chair beside me. This is Sarah. She's new. Thor, who was sitting on my other side, leaned over. What did you do to her chair? Spread peanut butter over the seat? Or superglue? Nothing! I promised. No lie detected. Actually, said Sarah, I'd rather sit over there if that's OK? She pointed at a chair far, far away from me. I sat there with my mouth open in horror as Sarah trotted to her new seat. I had done this noble deed, driven by pity for a poor unfortunate soul, and . . . she refused my offer? She turned down Loki? ME? Well. I don't know why I bother. You bother because you want to become a good person in order to be allowed to return home to Asgard one day. And you still have a LOT of improving to do. I hate this diary. I think I might put it in the fire. I'm flame-retardant to the highest temperatures of the fiery wilderness of Muspelheim. After school, I watched TV with Thor and Hyrrokkin. Heimdall was busy installing what mortals call an alarm. Alarm: a device that emits a high-pitched sound when thieves break into your house. Also prone to beeping at random intervals for no reason, especially in the middle of the night. Note to self: check how hot it is in Muspelheim. When I come across an unfamiliar mortal concept, this book shows me an explanation written by all-knowing Odin himself. Sometimes it sounds like he's just making fun of mortals. ATTACK! GRR! RAWR! Who would want to break into this pathetic hovel anyway? I asked. Giants! said Heimdall. And what do we have that the giants would want to steal? I asked, gesturing around at the drab mortal dwelling that we call home. Not a gold throne or a diamond-encrusted chalice in sight, unlike in Asgard. They might want to steal Thor's hammer! said Heimdall. Or kidnap one of us! Or stealhe cast his eyes around the roomour television. It's very large. Anyway. Dinnertime. Go and wash your hands. With soap! After dinner, Hyrrokkin fed her snakes. While she was busy popping dead mice into the eager mouths of serpents, Thor and I did chores...
Autorentext
Louie Stowell started her career writing carefully researched books about space, ancient Egypt, politics, and science, but eventually lapsed into just making stuff up. The author of the Kit the Wizard series, she was inspired by her research into Norse myths to write Loki: A Bad God’s Guide to Being Good, **her first project as both author and illustrator, which became a number-one UK bestseller. Louie Stowell writes full-time in London, where she lives with her wife, Karen; their dog, Buffy; and a creepy puppet that is probably cursed.
Klappentext
When Thor’s hammer goes missing, trickster god Loki, still trapped as a cranky eleven-year-old boy, is determined to prove he’s innocent (for once!). The hilarious series continues in this second volume.
Norse god Loki records the highs and lows of living on Earth as an eleven-year-old in grumbles, snarks, and doodles in his enchanted diary. He might not have shown any moral improvement (yet), but Odin has given Loki another chance to prove himself worthy of Asgard. Earning everyone’s trust isn’t easy, however. So far, Loki has managed to make only one human friend, Valerie. But he is irritated to learn that Valerie has made another friend. Then, at Thor’s birthday party (a pointless mortal ritual, though luckily there is cake), the magical hammer Mjolnir is stolen—and everyone suspects Loki! Can Loki find Thor’s hammer, discover who the real thief is, and clear his name—or will his jealousy over Valerie’s new friend cloud his judgment? From dangerous Frost Giants to disappointing parent-teacher conferences, Loki’s riotously funny illustrated adventures continue.